I was still trying to wrap my head around everything. But I wasn’t going to think about it. Not now.
His grip around me tightened further as he hoisted me off the stool and onto the counter, laying me down as he stood between my legs. I felt the hard surface on my back. I wrapped my thighs around his waist. He swiped the tip of his tongue across the seam of my lips. I slid my hand into his hair, raking my fingers against his scalp as my heart pounded against my ribcage. I caressed his cheek, the familiar warmth and texture of his skin making my body tingle.
I almost couldn't believe I had him back. It was almost like a dream. A tall, gorgeous, inked dream. But this was real. I could feel it in my bones. I could smell it in his scent. I was touching it. Touching him.
Liam slid the straps of my top down my shoulders, his breath tickling my chin. His hands cupped my breasts, teasing them, pressing them together. I whimpered in his mouth. He moved his lips down. I kept my eyes shut. He left firm kisses in a soft trail all the way down to my chest. Waves of soft pleasure rippled through me.
“I’ve missed you so fucking much,” he whispered.
I bit my lower lip as his warm lips landed on one nipple. Liam kissed the area around it, trapping the other one between his thumb and index finger. My inner walls clenched when he flicked his tongue over one. A light pinch on the other forced a low moan from me.
More kisses across my chest added to my growing need. He was taking his time with me, as if savoring every moment, as if it might be our last.
But it was more like our first. The first time after confessing our true feelings. I wasn’t going anywhere, and neither was he. Liam was mine. I was his.
“You’re beautiful, Cerise.” He pulled me closer to him. “The most beautiful thing alive.”
His words made my heart melt. I had no idea how to respond to that. All I could do was pull him into a desperate kiss as the heat in my core spiked.
He pushed my skirt to my waist and pulled my panties down, tossing them away. He unzipped his jeans and reached into his pocket for protection. My heart leaped as an idea formed in my mind.
“Fuck the condom,” I demanded.
Liam paused.
“You sure?” he asked, his brows drawing down into a frown.
"I'm on birth control. I'm clean. Are you?"
He nodded. "Yeah. Got tested right after our first time."
"I want to feel you," I told him. "I want to feel you inside me, skin to skin."
He offered me one of his softest smiles. Liam pulled his jeans down his thighs. My gaze shot down his body; I was so eager to see him again. His hard length made my inner walls ache and throb.
My mouth went wide in a long moan as he entered me. The feeling of his bare cock stretching me out was enough to make my whole body tremble. He was back where he belonged, inside me.
A few thrusts later and I was writhing underneath him. His lips were too much for me to resist. I leaned up, reaching forward.
“Get over here.” I urged, grabbing a fistful of his t-shirt.
I pulled him down, our lips battled in a hot, fiery kiss. A grunt of arousal left his mouth. I dug my nails into his back. Liam slid his palms down my legs, caressing my skin as he slid into me, again and again.
I threw my head back as waves of bliss shot down my spine. Each long stroke was overwhelming, bringing me closer to my peak until my eyes squeezed shut and I cried out his name. Pleasure crashed through me like a bolt of lightning. I shuddered beneath him, liquid heat pouring out of my very core.
He groaned as my inner walls clamped down around him. His cock twitched violently and he came, spilling himself inside me.
We were still panting when he interlocked his fingers with mine. He pulled me up gently, breathing hard on my skin.
"You're fucking amazing." Liam said, still breathless. "You know that, right?"
"You may have mentioned it once or twice."
He pulled me into another fierce kiss. I still ached and throbbed inside, but I didn't think I could go again. Liam had ravished me too thoroughly.
When we had finally caught our breath, Liam cleaned us both up and helped me off the counter. I stifled a moan as my overworked muscles complained.
Liam pulled me into his arms again. He stroked my long hair back from my face, tucking it behind my ear. His eyes held a sort of wonder, as if he still couldn't believe I was here.
