Then, he started pounding into me.
My body lurched against the shelving as something came toppling down beside us. I clung to the cold metal racks, feeling their imprints stamping my body while Liam drove his cock in and out of my depths. I could hear him sloshing around as my legs were spread wide for him. Then, I pressed my ass back into him and I found myself bending over at the waist.
His hands gripped my hips so he could pull me back into him harder. I felt my arousal dripping down the insides of my thighs, soaking into the tops of my stockings. His hand slid around my body and dipped into the top of my panties and I had to bite down on my lip to stifle a moan when his finger found my clit.
He played with it expertly, pressing and flicking and pinching it while he took me. His cock throbbed within my body as my walls massaged him and I could feel my climax steadily approaching. I gripped onto the shelving as my heels started clacking quickly, trembling against the floor as my legs grew weak.
“Liam. Liam. Yes. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
Faster and faster, he went, careening my body to new heights as his hand slapped down on my clit. I let out a moan I couldn’t stifle as the mixture of pain and pleasure slammed throughout my body and, soon, I was shaking and panting with my orgasm. A flood of arousal soaked his cock, dripping down his balls while it leaked down my skin. I held him in a vice grip that pulled him deeper and deeper into my body.
He released my hips and wrapped his arms around me, slowly pulling me upright while I continued to come on his cock.
“That’s it,” he said. “Let it all out.”
By the time my orgasm was done, I was putty in his hands. He held me in his arms until I could regain my strength and then he slid from between my legs and tucked his cock away. I readjusted my dress to try and preserve some sort of dignity, but the entire closet smelled like sex. The moment we left, people would know exactly what we’d been doing.
And somehow, that added to the thrill of it.
Liam cut the light off just as I opened the door. I looked around and didn’t see anyone coming, so I grabbed his hand and we ran for it. We jumped into his truck just as someone came out of the restaurant and we watched as they went into the closet we’d just come out of. They wrinkled their nose before they backed out of the closet, their head whipping around as they tried to find the source of the chaos we’d left behind in our wake.
And the only thing I could think to do was laugh as Liam backed out of the parking space and took us back to our cabin.
We got out of the truck and he took my hand. We ran up to the front door like a couple of teenagers trying to stay out of trouble. We stumbled into the cabin and Liam shut the door behind us but, in an instant, his hands were all over me once again. He stripped me of my dress and practically growled at my body. Then he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. He strode back into the room and tossed me onto the bed, his lips connecting with mine in heated lust as I ripped his clothes off his body.
I didn’t want to think about anything that didn’t have to do with this beautiful man in front of me. I ran my hands up and down his strong chest as his lips swelled against mine, trying to erase the inevitable from the forefront of my mind.
It made me upset that he was leaving tomorrow but that couldn’t be helped. I was on vacation and he was a hermit.
What in the world did I think was going to happen?
We spent the rest of the night rolling around in bed and exploring one another’s bodies. He folded me into positions I couldn’t have concocted in my wildest dreams and I sucked on his cock until he begged for mercy. We drenched the sheets with our sweat and fluids while our bodies shook against one another’s and, once we were finished, we ventured out into the main room. We dragged the blankets off the beds and took them with us. Liam started a fire in the fireplace. I closed all the blinds on the windows so we could have some privacy.
Night had fallen heavily around the resort and all we could hear was the whipping of the wind whistling against the windows.
The fire crackled as I wrapped my naked body up in a blanket. I settled next to Liam, who had managed to pull all the cushions off the furniture for us to lay on. He grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around him before we settled beside the fire and I watched as the shadow of the flames danced around his face.
“A perfect ending to a perfect night,” he said.
“That’s exactly what I was thinking,” I said.
We lay there quietly for several minutes as I tried to find a way to say what I wanted to say. As if reading my silence, Liam hooked a finger under my chin and tilted my eyes up toward his.
“What’re you thinking about?” he asked.
“Just… a scenario. Though I’m not really sure how you’ll react.”
“What kind of scenario?”
“I mean, I know we only agreed to a couple of days but I am technically here for a couple more weeks.”
“Yes,” he said.
“So, technically, you wouldn’t have to go back tomorrow if you didn’t want to,” I said.
“Whitney, I already said yes.”
“Wait… what?” I asked.
He chuckled before he brought his hand to cup my face, then his lips quickly followed behind. I scooted my body closer to his, snuggling against his strength while our tongues slowly massaged one another’s.
“However long you’d like me to stay, I’ll stay,” he said.
“Really?” I asked.
“Whitney, I’ve enjoyed every single day I’ve had with you. If it doesn’t have to end tomorrow, then I’ve got nowhere to be.”
I threw my arms around his neck and squealed into his skin. I rolled him over and straddled his blanketed body, feeling my blanket slip from my skin. My breasts were dangling from my body, hovering salaciously close to Liam’s lips.
I watched him wrap his tongue around one of them, pulling a moan from my lips before he started massaging the other one.
“I don’t know if… I can… do… ugh.”
“Why don’t you just let me explore you, then?” he asked.
“If that’s what you wish,” I said breathlessly.
He laid me down in front of the fire. I could see the happiness and lust that danced in his eyes as he took in the sight of my body. His hands were gentle and kind, thorough in their exploration before he began to massage my muscles. I closed my eyes and felt his ministrations come up my arm and slowly slide down my legs.
But it wasn’t until I felt his lips at my pussy that my eyes whipped open.
“Liam, I’m so sensitive. Please have mercy.”
“Just one more for me tonight,” he said. “Just one more.”
His tongue licked up my slit and I jolted at the sensation. As my hands wound into his hair and my legs spread themselves wide for him, I was blinded by the pleasure he was affording me. The fire crackled while my body undulated and, soon, I was whispering his name like a prayer as I climbed that mountain once again.
This man was going to kill me before I could get home.
But I would enjoy the ride as long as I was on it.
CHAPTER 27
LIAM
I woke up with Whitney’s head upon my chest. The fire had died down during the night and we’d fallen asleep against one another after the full-body massage turned into another hour-long session of passion. My body ached in all the right places and my cock was tired from last night’s activities. I ran my fingers through Whitney’s hair, thinking about how we could spend our next two weeks together.
I was ecstatic she’d invited me to stay with her because I wasn’t ready to let her go. I wanted to know more about her and I wanted to continue experiencing life with her. I wanted to hear more about her best friend and I wanted to keep walking around town with her. I wanted to take her back to my cabin one last time and paint it with her body. I wanted to take her on every surface her body hadn’t touched yet so the walls could soak up memories of her.