The look in his eyes…is dark and needy…and something else is there that I can’t quite decipher.
Focusing back on my task at hand, I suck him like I’m the queen of blow jobs.
“Jesus…fuck, Taylor…yeah, that’s it.” He makes a pained sound, but I know he’s far from feeling pain. “Shit, babe, you’re gonna make me come hard, and if I come, I’ll crash this fucking plane. So, you either stop what you’re doing right now, or you fly this plane, and I finish myself off with my hand.”
That has my head coming up, his cock leaving my mouth with a wet pop.
“I can’t fly this plane!” I exclaim, sounding a little shrill.
I didn’t think about what would happen when he needed to come and the problem that could present when it was going to happen.
“Then, sit back in your seat, and don’t touch me or look at me or even talk to me for the next few minutes, so I can calm the fuck down. If not, I might just say to hell with it and fuck you right now, letting this plane go down while I do.”
Surely, he’s not serious.
I look at him.
Yep, he’s serious.
I might want to die, but I don’t want to die in a plane crash. And I most definitely do not want Liam to die.
So, I do as he asked. I shut my mouth, and I look at the view out the window.
It’s been a few minutes, and I’m getting kind of bored, not talking.
“Liam,” I say quietly, “have you calmed down yet?”
“Getting there.” His voice still sounds a little tight.
I risk a glance at him. “I’m sorry.” I bite my lip.
“For?” He looks at me, confused.
“For getting you all worked up and not being able to finish you off.”
He laughs, and it instantly puts me at ease.
“Boston, don’t ever apologize for giving me a blow job even if it doesn’t result in the happy ending. While flying my plane, I just got my dick sucked by the hottest woman I’ve ever had the good fortune to know. I’m golden, babe. But just to let you know, the second we get back to Hunter Hall, I’m taking you up to my bedroom, and I’m fucking every part of your body available to me.”
All the right parts of me tighten up in anticipation of what’s to come.
I look out the window at the ground far below, and that fear I first felt is no longer there. Just happiness at being here with him.
“I think I can live with that.” I smile.
“Get on the bed. I want you on your hands and knees. Now.”
We’re in Liam’s room back at Hunter Hall. He’s naked. I’m naked.
He had me undress him and then strip my own clothes off—his personal striptease. Now, he’s ordering me onto the bed.
Bossy Liam is back, and it’s so fucking hot.
Doing as he said, I climb up onto his bed and get on my hands and knees, facing away from him.
I feel his hand touch over my ass as he gets onto the bed behind me. He moves his palm down my butt, and his fingers slide between my folds. Finding my *, he slides a finger inside me.
I moan, widening my knees more.
“That feel good?” he asks, his voice a dark rasp.
“So good.”
He slides another finger inside, making me moan again, and then he starts fucking me with his fingers.
My head drops forward. I love the feel of him doing this to me.
“I shouldn’t be this good to you, Boston. It should be you down on your knees, finishing off what you started in the plane. If I didn’t want to fuck you so badly, then that’s what you’d be doing right now.”
His finger is still moving in and out of me.
Then, I feel his mouth on my ass cheek. He places a kiss there, and then he scrapes his teeth over my skin, making me shudder.
“I fucking love your arse, Boston.” His finger leaves my * and slides over my clit, giving it a flick before moving upward toward my puckered hole.
I tense when he reaches it.
“I want to fuck you here so bad.” He rubs his finger around that untouched part of me.
I glance back at him. His eyes are glazed and lusty, staring at where his hand is.
“What is it with you and asses, Hunter?”
His eyes come to mine. The look in them is lethal, and it nearly has me telling him to do whatever the hell he wants to me.
“Not asses, plural. Just your ass. I’m obsessed with fucking it. I’m man enough to admit it. It’s just…so perky and sexy…and just there.” He grabs my ass cheek with his other hand. “It’s like a mountain I need to climb. I want to stick my flag in there and conquer the fuck out of it. And it’s true what they say, you know.” A devilish smile slides onto that sexy mouth of his. “It’s more fun up the bum.”
Laughter explodes from me.
I fall onto my front, my knees no longer able to hold me up. “Oh my God!” My laugh is muffled in the bed. “I can’t believe you just said that! Who says that?” I lift my head, looking back at him.
“People…me.” He grins.
That sets me off again. I can’t stop laughing. My sides ache from laughing.