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Ienjoyed watching Liam savor my saliva on his tongue before he pulled his thumb from his mouth and reached out to me again, placing his hand in that familiar spot and running his wet thumb across my bottom lip.
I took my own taste of him.
And it was…
So. Fucking. Satisfying.
Despite everything that was happening, the way he looked at me and touched me made me feel secure…protected. Liam wouldn’t let anything happen to me. I knew that to the core of my being.
His hand trailed down my face, down my neck, between my pecs, very slowly, very methodically as he made his way down past my navel. He reached under the covers, and by the time his hand reached my crotch, I was painfully hard.
He played over the cloth of my briefs, tracing the outline of my shaft, then pulled the covers back aggressively, as though their presence was grating on his nerves.
His hand being away for even that brief moment was unbearable. My body quaked with a deep hunger for that touch. Hadn’t I spent long enough without it throughout the day?
“This card game isn’t going to happen.” He took the deck I’d placed before me, and set it on our makeshift nightstand, an old desk Tara had helped me move into the space. As he rolled out of bed, I got a view of his beautiful ass.
He stooped down and fished through his backpack, retrieving condoms and lube, which assured me that I would have everything I wanted soon enough.
“I guess you wanted to play a different sort of game,” I joked, trying to ease my uneasiness about his size.
I wondered if he sensed my hesitation because he said, “Don’t worry. I’m not going to do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”
“I wouldn’t think you would,” I assured him. “I do want it, Liam.”
“Well, we have more lube this go-around. Made sure I grabbed enough that you’d have plenty of lubrication when we tried again.”
My cheeks warmed at his consideration.
Although, it shouldn’t have surprised me.
He crawled into bed. Tossing the condoms and lube down beside him, he moved over me, his cock angling down so that I could feel the head touching my pelvis. He lowered his body so that he straddled my leg, but kept his weight supported on his knee as our bodies pressed together.
“I like having your weight on me like this,” I admitted. “You’re so warm too.”
“Surely you can tell my dick likes being up against you like this. And so do I.”
He leaned down so that his face was beside mine, our cheeks grazing gently against one another.
It reminded me of the times I would sneak a touch when we were first getting to know each other…and it felt even more incredible now that I knew him so much better. Now that I was getting closer to the amazing man that was Liam.
His breath rushed against my ear as he opened his mouth and trailed it across the side of my face, and my back instinctively arched as I embraced the sensation, my cock stiff as could be as it pressed against him. He licked up my face, and it was so strange to think we hadn’t kissed, but what we shared in that moment seemed like so much more—more intimate, more connected.
And yet, there was also this emptiness within me, and I knew why.
“Liam…” I didn’t want to break the moment, but there was something still burning on my mind.
“Yes?” He bit softly against my flesh, stirring a powerful energy that surged through me, like an electric current making a quick round to make sure all my nerves were ready for the experience Liam was about to offer me.
“Those boyfriend comments you made earlier…?”
Why was I even bringing this up?
Of course, I knew the reason. When he’d told Kyzer that’s what I was, I felt like he’d meant it, but then he took it from me when he spoke with the gang, leaving me as confused as ever. I wanted to know how he really felt. But if he didn’t want me to be that to him, knowing the truth would spoil everything we were sharing in this moment—a moment I needed so desperately.
