“Oh God, it hurts!” I clutch my belly, rolling onto my side. “Liam Hunter, you are fucking priceless!”
When I bring my eyes to his, he’s just staring at me, a smile on his face and a soft look in his eyes.
“What?” I chuckle, wiping the tears of laughter from my eyes.
“Nothing. I just really like seeing you laugh.” He moves up the bed, coming closer to me. “There’s nothing more beautiful than the sight and sound of your laughter. And I like it even more when it’s me who’s made you laugh.”
My heart explodes. In its wake are sparkly, glittery bombs of emotions. All for him. And they are floating around my chest, attaching themselves to every part of me, making me want things I can’t have.
Him…forever.
Liam takes my face in his hands. His expression is so tender that I think he’s going to say something to push me over the edge.
Then, he parts his lips and says, “So…can I fuck you up the arse?”
And there he is, bumping me right back down to earth. Right to the place he and I belong. In this moment.
Biting my lip, feeling a little nervous at the thought, I say, “I don’t know…”
“There’s no pressure. I just…really want you in that way. And I want you to know that.”
I mull it over in my head.
What harm could it do? Well, it could hurt like hell, for starters. But it’s not like I’m not used to pain. And I’m pretty sure, out of this pain, I’ll get some pleasure. Well, I’d better.
And I know Liam wouldn’t do something to me that would hurt me in any way. Especially sexually. Every time we have sex, he’s always taking care of me first. He seems to derive pleasure from mine. Something else to adore about him.
And ass sex…it’s something I’ve never done before…
“Will it hurt?” I ask.
“I’ll do my best to make sure it’s as painless as possible for you. I brought lube. And I got the good stuff.”
“Oh, well, if you got the good lube—hang on. You brought lube with you? To your grandpa’s house?” I raise my brow.
“When you put it like that, it sounds kind of seedy.”
“Well, you are the one who wants to defile me in your childhood bedroom.”
He grins, big. “Boston, I spent many nights in this bedroom, dreaming about defiling a hot babe—”
“Hot babe?” I laugh. “Cheesy.”
“Not cheesy. True. You are hot, babe.” He leans down and takes my mouth in a delicious kiss. Brushing his nose over mine, he stares into my eyes. “Truth is, I wasn’t expecting anything at all…but I also like to be prepared. Like a good Boy Scout. So, I brought lube with me just in case the opportunity arose. And, as it happens, it’s arisen.”
That makes me laugh. “And that’s why you’re so successful in business. Always prepared for the unexpected and brilliant at negotiation.”
“So, is that a yes?” He bites down on a smile.
“Seeing as though you brought the good lube, then, yes, it’s a yes. But if you hurt me with that big cock of yours, I will break it in half.”
His brows draw together. “You don’t need to worry, Boston. I won’t hurt you. Hurting you is the one thing I could never do. The only things I plan on giving you are intense levels of pleasure. Pleasure like nothing you’ve ever felt before. Now, get back up on your knees, and bend the fuck over.”
With nervous and excited butterflies in my stomach, I turn over and get onto my hands and knees again.
I feel Liam leave the bed. I look behind me and see him opening his bag.
Then, he comes back over to the bed, and a bottle of lube hits the mattress beside me. He presses his hand to my back and runs it down until his hand is cupping my ass.
His fingers slide down, between my folds, and he slips a finger in my *, slowly moving it in and out. My head drops forward again.
His finger comes out of me and rubs over my clit. He pinches it, making me squirm. He reaches over and picks up the lube while still rubbing my clit.
I hear the cap pop, and then his hand is gone from me. I hear him pump the lube.
He’s doing it already? I look back, tensing up.
I see him rubbing the lube onto his fingers.
He catches my eye. “I’m going to use my fingers first, warm you up. Okay?”
“Okay,” I exhale, relaxing a little.
I feel his slippery finger slide between my ass cheeks. He starts rubbing the tip of his finger around the outside of my tight puckered hole.
His other hand comes around my front, and his fingers find my clit. He’s working me up, rubbing and teasing my clit. The feel of the lube on there makes the friction feel so much more intense, or maybe it’s that his finger is slowly making its way inside my ass that’s making everything seem intense.
The burn is there as the tip of his finger slips inside me.
Oh my God.
“How’s that?” he asks softly, his voice sounding rough.
“Good,” I breathe.