“I just mean, what if I don’t want you to be gentle? Like I’m something fragile and breakable.”
“I don’t think you’re fragile and breakable, Dem. But I do think you’re worth taking my time with.” He kneels at the end of the bed and pulls me by the back of my knees closer to the edge.
His hands rest on top of my knees and he inches them up slightly every time he squeezes my legs. I’m seconds away from just ripping my shorts off myself as he slowly works his way up my thighs. I see what he’s doing—the playfulness, the edging—but I’ve never wanted someone to tear a piece of clothing off me as badly as I do right now.
“Getting antsy?” he asks as I squirm again. My heart rate is rapidly increasing as I bring my eyes to follow his hands. “I remember what you taste like.” He raises to his knees and leans in as he licks his lips.
Jesus, why is that hot?
He moves his hands up to my waistband, and I arch my back slightly, making it easier for him as he pulls my shorts and underwear completely off. Lying here bare in front of him feels empowering. Something I’ve never felt while being this exposed. But it’s Liam. It’s how he makes me feel and how he empowers me daily.
“Un-fucking-believable.” He lowers his mouth just below my belly button, and I sharply inhale when I feel his breath against my skin.
I feel his finger slip between my thighs and I pant out. “Oh fuck.”
My body jerks as he slides another finger in, pushing into me with the most amazing pressure before he brings them both to his lips and sucks.
He nods as he smirks, both fingers still in his mouth as he licks them clean. I watch as he lowers his head between my thighs and I feel his tongue run through me slowly.
Dragging. Painfully, deliciously slow.
“Jesus, Liam,” I whimper. “Don’t stop.”
He brings his tongue through me again and again. Pulling every moan and gasp from my chest as he does. It feels so good.Hefeels so good.
I feel his fingers spread me wider and his other hand opens up my legs as he pushes on my thigh. His tongue pulses on my clit slowly and my body bucks every time.
“Oh god, I won’t last like this.” My words are breathy.
Liam drags his tongue down while his thumb rubs slow circles over my clit, and I don’t know which feeling to focus on more. He licks up and down, whispering “fuck”and “I love this”every time he pulls his mouth away. He pushes his fingers inside, and I gasp at the pressure, but desperately want more.
With his fingers he works in and out in strong motions as he brings his tongue back up to my clit. His movements aren’t slow anymore, they’re demanding and hard—exactly what I’m craving.
“Oh fuck, Liam.Yes.”
I feel his teeth as he nips, once and then twice and my back arches so far off the bed as he slams his tongue into me again and again, letting me ride out the best fucking orgasm while he doesn’t let a single drop go to waste.
“You have no idea what you do to me, honey.”
Demi leans back on the bed, her chest panting up and down still. I had to will myself not to fucking lose myself during that for the second time. I can see her dimples from here as she smiles while lying back.
“Liam,” she whispers my name, but her voice is raspy as she leans up to her elbows.
I stand and her eyes dart to my sweats where it couldn’t be more obvious I’m turned on right now. I’ve never moved my way slowly through a bedroom before. There’s been foreplay and then sex and it’s finished. But with Demi all I want to do is take my time and hold all these moments close. I have no fucking idea how long this will last, if it were up to me we’d never stop. But I told her this was all on her terms. I can admit maybe I regret leaning so hard into that when I know how I feel about her.
“I want you.” She sits up and reaches for my sweatpants, pulling them down to my ankles and I step out of them as I stand at the edge of her bed.
Her oversized band T-shirt is bunched up around her stomach, and I lean myself forward as I crawl over her on the bed, running my hand under the fabric.
My hand cups her breast. I knew she wasn’t wearing a bra, and I smirk when she moans at the pressure of my palm.
I move my lips to the shell of her ear, lightly dragging my finger over her nipple, back and forth.
“Prove it,” I say against her skin, taking my tongue to her neck.
She shudders, and I feel her hips nudge me as I’m leaning over her. She takes a moment, but her hand reaches for me, and I hiss at the way she delicately grips me from over my boxers.
I twitch at her touch. Holy fucking shit, this is not going to take long.
