I reach my arms back, holding on to him to keep my balance.
He cups my breast with one hand and begins kissing my neck, sliding his tongue over my skin, as he starts moving again, fucking me with slow, measured thrusts.
At this angle…him inside me…so deep…it’s so fucking good.
The hand on my breast makes its way down my stomach until his fingers are back on my clit, touching and teasing.
His other hand wraps around my throat. His finger and thumb holding my jaw, he turns my head to his and takes my mouth in a kiss.
The feel of him inside my body, his tongue in my mouth, his fingers on my clit…has me climbing toward the edge of madness and feeling like I’m falling at the same time.
He breaks from my mouth but doesn’t let me move. He presses his forehead to mine, his eyes fixed on me.
“This…you…” His voice is deep and low. “You’re amazing, Taylor. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you. You make everything better. I’m better…with you.”
Then, he’s kissing me again. Deep and intense and meaningful.
His words are swirling around my head, tangling up with my own words and feelings that I have for him.
Confusion and desire and how much I want this man leave me feeling breathless.
This sex isn’t how I imagined it would be. I expected it to be rough and urgent, that it would be deep, primal fucking. But it’s not.
It’s tender and meaningful.
Can you make love while being fucked up the ass?
Well, if you can, then that’s what Liam is doing to me right now.
And it’s making things feel blurry. The right and wrong of things all mixing up together.
But what is clear is how I feel about him.
A lot.
I feel a lot for Liam.
And it scares me.
I’m panting in his mouth, desperate and needy.
His finger rubbing quickly over my clit, his hand on my breast, his cock up my ass…
The orgasm explodes out of me. My whole body tightens to the point of pleasure and pain. My eyes close. I’ve never felt anything like this before.
Ecstasy. It feels like pure ecstasy.
Liam’s hold on me is firm. His movement slows while I come.
His hand leaves my clit as my orgasm ebbs. He grabs ahold of my hip. His other hand comes across my chest, gripping ahold of my shoulder, and he starts moving. His pace is faster now, harder.
“There’s nothing hotter than seeing you come,” he rasps into my ear. “You coming makes me come…”
He groans, and then his teeth bite down on my lobe. I feel his body jerk against mine, and then his hips start pumping harder against me. I feel the flood of cum inside me. It’s the craziest sensation.
But the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt.
Something else to add and check off my list.
Ass sex.
I’m trying to keep my thoughts light. Because Liam is wrapped around me and still inside me, his breath warm against my skin, his heart beating into my back, and my feelings for him are trying to cave in on me.
The urge to tell him what he means to me is so close to the tip of my tongue. I can feel it burning the inside of my mouth.
But I also know the damage saying those things would do.
How no good would come from it.
So, I lock those thoughts and feelings up, and I focus on the thought of the sex we just had. And, in my head, I turn it from the deep and meaningful thing that it was into something primal and hot.
Fucking. Just fucking.
“You okay, Boston?” He presses a soft kiss to the skin beneath my ear.
“Yeah.” I glance back at him and smile. “I’m more than good.”
He smiles, his teeth grazing over his lower lip. “I wish we could just stay like this forever,” he says softly.
Forever.
“My legs might go into serious cramp mode if we do.” I laugh.
I laugh to turn it into a joke. Something less serious.
Liam laughs, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. “I’ll get something to clean you up.” He kisses me on the lips and then slowly pulls out of me.
I feel the trickle down my thighs. I’m not sure what to do, but I figure, if I lie down, gravity might keep most of it in until Liam returns with some to clean me up with so that I make less of a mess on the bed.
I let myself fall onto my front and relax into the softness of the mattress.
I hear Liam’s deep laughter when he reenters the bedroom.
“Comfy?” he asks.
“Very.”
And I lie there while Liam cleans me up with a cloth. I feel a little sting when he cleans around my ass, making me hiss.
“Sore?” he asks.
I can hear regret in his voice.
I lift my head from the bed and look back at him. “Just a little. But it was more than worth it.”
That earns me another snapshot smile.
“I’ll just get rid of this.” He holds the cloth up.
I watch him leave the room, and then I move up the bed. Turning onto my back, I shimmy the duvet down and snuggle beneath it.
Liam smiles when he sees me. Then, he dives onto the bed beside me, making me squeal.
He pulls the duvet out from beneath him and gets under the cover.