They. Were. Everything.
Although, I didn’t look at him then. I was too scared that if he caught me noticing, he’d stop.
But the movie played out alongside another in my mind, where Liam caved to desire…stroking up my leg to my crotch. He’d play there for a moment, making sure I was good and hard before tossing one leg over his head and behind him as he crawled up my body. He wouldn’t go straight for a kiss—no, he’d work his way up my body, kissing up my abs to my chest. Taking his time to savor every part of me.
Then he’d finally reach my face and kiss me with a passion that would overwhelm my senses, transport us from the cabin to some astral plane where we’d be lost in our lust and desire…limbs and kisses, grappling with each other as we worked toward our intense climax.
As the main characters screamed at one another onscreen, it was background noise to the fantasy my thoughts lingered on.
A fantasy that extended far beyond that movie, in every exchange we shared.
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“Seemslike I didn’t need to buy you so many pairs of shorts,” Liam noted as we made breakfast together.
I was only in white briefs and a tank again, scrambling eggs as he came up behind me.
Just slap my fucking ass.
But he reached around me and grabbed the salt and pepper, transferring them to the table, where we already had the rest of breakfast set up.
He didn’t touch me, but the warmth his body gave off practically crashed against me when he was that close. Still, I took advantage and pushed my ass back against his pelvis. He laughed, his hand gliding down and cupping my hip, gripping slightly before pushing my ass away, as though he was battling his own desire for my body.
Was it the fourth or fifth day that we’d been there?
I was losing track of time, in the best of ways. What did it even matter what time it was as long as it was time with Liam?
During one of his sleeps, while I was keeping watch, it was still light out when I entered the bedroom we took turns in. I was planning to rush through, retrieve the laptop charger I’d forgotten in there earlier, and head back out, but I stopped in the doorway, just watching his body as he breathed deeply in and out, facing the window, his shirt hiked up, his boxers low. I finally convinced myself to head around to the nightstand and fetch the charger.
“You think I didn’t hear you come in?” he asked in a low, gruff voice, startling me.
I laughed. “Caught me.”
He smiled like he was pleased to know I’d been standing there, just taking him in.
Although, I wanted to take him in another way.
He groaned before rolling on his back, his torso exposed, the rest of his shirt and his boxers the enemy concealing him from my view. “Need to get up.”
“Why? You have somewhere to be?” I joked. “You haven’t slept four hours even.”
“I don’t require much sleep. Plus, I’m starving. Have you eaten lunch already?”
I shook my head. “I was waiting for you.”
His smile didn’t seem to move, but something shifted in his expression. He seemed satisfied by my response.
If I could have frozen the moment, just stood there in his gaze forever, couldn’t that have been enough?
Of course, I knew better.
The hunger within me, this ache, would return and leave me wanting all the things I daydreamed about sharing with him.
After we finished lunch, I went out onto the balcony and sat at the table overlooking the pond. It was a good place to get some stuff done as I tried to keep on top of my work. I’d managed to convince my boss and teachers that I had a life emergency that would prevent me from doing anything for the next few weeks. It was a temporary solution, considering Liam hadn’t given me any assurance that this would be resolved within days…weeks…or months, even. But being in this cabin with him made all the world, the rest of my life, seem somewhat like a dream, and the moments with him—these games we played, or sneaking a glance back and watching him doing pull-ups on a wooden beam inside—like this was the perfect reality to settle within. I wondered if it was some part of my imagination protecting me, but it seemed to convince me that this was just a fabulous vacation allowing me to get away from my daily stressors. After all, the things I’d discussed with Liam about what was really happening were so vague that they still remained little more than the impressions I had fromBourneandBondfilms.
Certainly they didn’t bear any resemblance to anything that could have happened in real life.
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