I lean down to kiss him again, but he stops me with a finger pressed gently to his lips.
“Let me finish,” he says softly. “To be perfectly honest, I think I'm falling in love with you, Paige.”
His kiss stole my breath, but his words damn near make my heart stop in my chest. My body is trembling and my heart, finally starting to beat again, begins to race. I can't believe those words came out of his mouth. They were the absolute last words I ever expected to hear from him.
As he looks at me, I see the emotion in his eyes, hear the truth in his words and can't stop the tears from starting to well up. My lower lip trembles and I reach up, putting a shaking hand against his cheek.
“I think I'm falling in love with you too, Liam,” I say, my voice barely more than a whisper. “I think I already have.”
Now, he lets me lean forward and kiss him again, and when I do, the emotions running through me are as powerful as I've ever felt. As our tongues meet and swirl together, I can't stop my hands from exploring his body. I unbutton his shirt as he slips my sweater up over my head. His hands cup my breasts and he runs his thumbs across my hard nipples, drawing a shudder from me.
I lean down and plant soft kisses on his chest, circling his nipples with the tip of my tongue. And he draws in a sharp breath when I respond by giving him a playful nip. I look up at him and smile right before leaning forward and kissing him again.
We've slept together before, a few times, actually, but this feels different. This time, it feels like there's an even deeper connection forming between us. Even more profound than when we made love in the helicopter.
He traces a line of kisses down my neck, cupping my breasts in his hands, kneading them. We very slowly and deliberately remove the rest of each other's clothes, thoroughly enjoying stripping one another down. The air between us is saturated with passion and need, it’s as if desire is literally oozing out of our every pore. And when he looks at me, I once again see that expression on his face – like I'm the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, and my insides turn to jelly.
Liam leaves a line of soft kisses down my neck, moving down to my collar bone and then to my cleavage before he runs the tip of his tongue down to my nipples. Looking up at me, he takes a nipple into his mouth and sucks, gently. My back arches as a bolt of sensation and desire tears through me. His licking and sucking on my nipples grows even more urgent, more passionate, and I intertwine my fingers with the hair on the back of his head, pressing him harder against my breasts.
“I need you, Liam,” I gasp as he gives my nipple a playful bite.
Liam gently pushes me down onto the bed and climbs on top of me. Our naked bodies press against one another, the scent of our desire growing thicker as we kiss. He reaches down with one hand, running it up the inside of my thigh as he spreads my legs open, positioning himself against me.
I reach down and wrap my hand around the base of his cock and stroke it. He moans softly, and his eyes roll back in his head when I grip him tighter and stroke him harder. Lifting my body up off the bed, I guide his stiff rod to my hot, wet opening and press him against me, yearning to feel him inside of me. All of him.
“Let me just get a –”
“No need,” I say, biting my lip as I meet his gaze.
I'm stroking the head of his cock with my thumb and give him a salacious smile. We're in love now. We're together. We don't need to be as cautious with one another as before. I know he's going to be there for me just as I'm going to be there for him. There's love between us, but more importantly, there's trust.
“I'm on the pill,” I say. “And I trust you, Liam.”
His eyes soften as he leans down and kisses me. It's a soft, tender kiss and it conveys all his feelings for me. He moves a little bit and I feel him pressing into me now, and I spread my legs wider to accommodate his large body – inviting him to slip his cock inside of me.
Liam gently thrusts himself into my slit, and I cry out. My hands grasp at anything they can, digging into the flesh of his shoulders. As he starts to pump his cock into me, he draws in a sharp breath when I rake my nails down his back. I can't stop myself though, it just feels so good. He feels so good.
Liam moves slowly at first, rocking back and forth and taking his time. He seems to be savoring the sensation of slipping his cock into me. The entire time, he's kissing me and touching me, making me feel loved. Making me feel cherished.
I wrap my legs around his waist tighter, pulling him into me. I'm using his body to urge him onward, to show him how badly I want him. I arch upward, meeting his thrusts, taking him even deeper inside me. The adrenaline from everything that happened is still coursing through our veins, making everything feel that much more intense. Our senses are heightened and the pleasure of having him inside of me is that much more vibrant.
Feeling him, skin-to-skin also increases the sensations roaring through my body like a freight train. Liam's movements pick up speed, seemingly becoming more determined. Each thrust goes deeper than the last, and my body accepts every inch of him. I spread my legs wider, allowing him to move more easily. He gets up onto his knees, grabs hold of my legs, and stares down at me as he thrusts his stiff dick deeper and harder into me, drawing a loud, breathy moan from my lips.
With each thrust of his glorious cock, I can feel him hitting my G-spot. Each thrust is a mixture of pleasure with a slight pinch of pain. The slight bit of pain only makes the pleasure that much more intense. That much sweeter. Sweat drips from his brow and rolls down his face as he clenches his jaw tight.
His whole body is tense, his muscles all tightly corded. I know he's fighting back his orgasm, trying to delay the inevitable. Wanting to please me first. Like I said before, he's an incredibly generous lover and he makes me feel utterly amazing.
“Oh God,” he mutters. “Come, Paige. Come for me, please. I can't hold out much longer –”
Seeing Liam on the verge of losing control, my body tenses up. A warmth spreads through me that's so vivid and bright, my toes curl as I climax. I cry out loud, calling his name as the muscles inside of me spasm hard around his cock. Feeling me orgasming sends him over the top, and he falls forward, bracing himself on his hands as he buries his long, thick shaft into me one last time.
He's so fucking deep inside of me, we both cry out in pleasure. Our bodies are both shuddering as we come together. They tremble and spasm as we both fall into the abyss of ecstasy. Feeling Liam's cock pulsing inside of me, feeling him filling me up with his hot, wet seed intensifies the pleasure that's rocking me, and I hold onto him for dear life until our bodies finally stop moving.
Gradually, the sensations begin to fade, and the pleasure loosens its hold on us. Our breathing returns to normal and the tension drains from our bodies. I feel spent. But so fucking amazing at the same time.
I needed this. I needed to have him inside of me. After everything that happened tonight, after fearing that I might die – or he might – coming together like this, sharing this passionate, life-affirming experience, heals me in ways I didn't know were possible.
I look at him and smile as I feel the tears welling in my eyes.
“What is it?” he asks, wiping away one of the tears that rolled down my face.
“Nothing,” I say. “Nothing bad. I just – I just really needed this.”
“That makes two of us,” he says softly. “That was amazing. You are amazing.”
“Yes, it was,” I say. “And yes, you are.”
Although our coupling was quick, I enjoyed it intensely. It was passionate. It was intense. And it was intimate. And best of all, it was with the man I love.
He looks down into my eyes and smiles. “I love you, Paige.”
“I love you too, Liam.”
Epilogue
Paige
Eight Months Later...