Page 57 of The Night We Met

“Damn you feel good,” Liam says when he’s balls deep.

I can feel my walls still pulsing from the aftereffects of my last orgasm.

“How do you want it, Kam?”

Pushing his hair back to look in his eyes. “Slow and steady. I want to feel all of you.”

Liam pulls out slowly before rolling his hips and pushing back in. It causes us both to groan, “I can do that.”

Liam sets a delectable pace that has my body tighteningup and on the edge of release. He pumps his hips in slow, short movements before pushing all the way in. His pelvic bone hits my clit that has me moaning out his name. I bring my other leg up and connect it with the other at the base of his spine. The movement shifts our angle and he hits that spot that has me screaming out his name as my orgasm takes over. Liam drives wildly into me before finding his own release.

“Holy shit!” I exclaim when I come back down from my high. My pussy is still fluttering with the after effects and Liam is still inside. I squeeze my inner muscles milking the last of him while lightly running my nails up and down his back.

He kisses me fiercely before pulling out and rolling over to his back. “Marry me. Now. I need sex like that every night.”

I feel the bass from the music at the party downstairs and turn to look at him. “That’s the only reason you’d marry someone? Mind blowing sex?”

“Of course not. But if sex was like that for everyone, then I’m positive divorce rates would be slim to none.” He and I both chuckle at that. “I’m keeping my promise to you. I want to be your everything Kamryn.”

“I want that too,” I tell him sincerely before leaning over and giving him a kiss.

This feels good. Way better than good.

December 2013

My last final of the semester is over. Between sorority events, dating Liam, supporting him with baseball, andbeing in the Arts Building non-stop; I’ve barely had a chance to breathe before something else needed my attention. But now, winter break is here and we get a full month to rest before gearing up for our final semester.

I don’t think it will hit me that I’m on track to graduate, until I’ve walked across the stage. But I have five months before that day is set to make its appearance. For now, I’m focusing on the present.

A knock on my door pulls my attention to it. And the hunk of muscle in the doorway. Throwing my dress on my bed, I walk over to Liam.

“Hi,” I wrap my arms around him to greet him with a kiss.

I go to pull away, but his hand on my lower back stops me. His gaze tracks over my face. Sending my heart into my throat. We’ve been together since the night of the party. Together being a tame word. We’ve been inseparable. Almost like when we were kids. But this is so much more. I look into his beautiful blue eyes and see the boy I knew turned into the man I love.

Liam and I stayed holed up in his room that first weekend. Getting food and condoms delivered instead of leaving the cocoon of his bed. When I went back to the sorority house that Sunday night, the questions were one after the other until I spilled the beans. Sarah almost burst my eardrums when she found out we were dating. Then proceeded to say “I told you so.”

Being with Liam has been so easy. I put in the work to heal my own broken heart. But as the days went on, he helped repair the broken that I couldn’t fix. We haven’t told each other those three words yet. I’m not sure if it’s him respecting the speed in which we’ve gone in our relationship or if he's as scared as I am to say the words.

Sure, we’ve said them in our friendship. But saying ‘I love you’ to a friend is much different from saying those to the person you’re dating. It’s that next big step in your relationship.

“Hi, beautiful,” Liam places a kiss to the tip of my nose before letting me get back to packing.

We’re about to make the long drive back home. Thanksgiving was our first long-distance drive together which is surprising as we used to take trips together all of the time. The amount of times I looked over at him driving almost drove me to having him stopping the car. As hot as he is when he plays baseball, nothing prepared me for watching him drive us home.

I pick up my discarded dress as Liam takes a seat at my desk. “Are you all packed?”

“Yep. The car is all gassed up too. Snacks and Red Bulls are in the cooler, as well as a blanket for you.”

I can’t stop the words from coming out. “I love you.” I did it. Looking at Liam, speechless, makes me wonder if I should have waited. “Yo..you don’t have to say it back. But this is what I feel for you. I love you, Liam Taylor. So much.”

His legs propel him out of the chair and straight for me. Liam takes my face in his hands and kisses me. I rise up on my tiptoes, wrapping my arms around his neck. The lightness that I feel, that I felt before and haven’t felt in years, has made its way back.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear you say that. I love you too, Kamryn Rawlins.”

We stand there in each other's arms. Foreheads pressed together. The love surrounding us is over a decade in the making. My heart feeling fuller than it has in a while. And Iowe it to the boy I met at seven making my heart flutter fourteen years later.

We break apart in contentment as I put the last of my clothes for break in my suitcase. My toiletries are already packed, so I toss those in my other bag. Taking another look around my room, we make our way to Liam’s car.

---