Page 7 of The Night We Met

“So this arrangement seems like it will work.” I finally pant out.

Liam holds up his fist for me to bump. “Absolutely.”

With a chuckle I ponder what to say. The sex was good. Hot even. But I need more. It’s been so long since I’ve had sex that these three orgasms can’t satiate the sexual hunger inside of me.

“Stop thinking Kam.” Liam says.

I glance over and his eyes are closed. “How do you know I’m thinking anything?”

“We’ve been friends for a decade. I know your tells.Your noticeable ones and your silent ones.” He turns his head to face me, his blue eyes seem to see right into me making my heart stutter. The quirk of his eyebrows challenging me to challenge him.

“I was just thinking that it’s totally unfair that I’ve already had three orgasms while you’ve only had one.” Deflecting with a joke to turn this now serious moment back into a fun moment. The silence lasts for all of two seconds before Liam busts out laughing. My face flames as I look over at him. “Stop laughing!”

Hearing him laugh is a good sign. I didn’t want one round of sex to change anything between us. So laughter is good.

“You’re adorable when you get embarrassed. For this to work you’re going to have to say what’s on your mind. No getting shy on me Kamryn.”

I turn on my side to face him. My leg slides between his as I trace a finger through the divots in his abs. “Well there are a few positions I’ve always wanted to try. And you seem like the perfect body to try them out with.”

My fingers trail dangerously low to his semi-hard erection. I trail kisses up his chest, my tongue flicking against his nipple before moving up to his neck.

“What did you have in mind?” His voice is huskier as I tease him.

“Me on top. Against the wall. You behind me while laying down. But if you’re too tired…we can wait.” I start to pull away when his arm clamps down on my thigh.

“You want to be on top?” Liam’s surprised tone kicks my heartrate up.

I nod my head. Because yes, being on top gives me more control. And I orgasm faster and harder that way.

“We do it my way too.” His eyes are wild and his tonguepeaks out from the corner of his mouth. I’ve seen that look before as batters enter the batter's box and he’s about to throw a wicked curveball.

“Are you topping from the bottom?” My hand drops to his chest.

“No. I just see what’s hiding under the surface with you. Now get up here and turn around.”

Confusion takes over. But not enough to snuff the need to come again. Liam takes hold of my body and straddles me over his lap facing backward. His cock twitches against his leg. I look over my shoulder and sit up a little so he has room to slide down.

He pushes my back down so I’m eye level with his erection. I flutter my tongue over the tip of him at the same time his tongue laps at my clit.

A yelp escapes me. The sensation is overwhelming. His tongue is voracious in its assault against my pussy. My hips move on their own as I pump him up and down. Flicking my tongue and sucking the head into my mouth. His fingers replace his tongue. He falls out of my mouth when his thumb plays with my clit.

A moan breaks free when he adds his mouth back to the mix.

“Oh shit, Liam.”

I pump his cock with alternating speeds, gauging his reaction to the fast and slow pumps, hard pressure and light pressure. The slow pumps and hard pressure makes his toes curl so I add my mouth back. Teasing the head of his cock with fast licks of my tongue, I hear him groan his pleasure.

My experiences with giving head are very limited. Guys that I’ve been with never pressured me to go down on them. They either wanted it or didn’t. They were more of the gifter-types. My previous partners knew how important itwas for the girl to be ready for him than it was the guy. But in the small amount of times that I did go down on them, I made sure it was good for them and for me.

I’m no saint, so I may have picked up a thing or two from reading and porn. I’ve gotta say...those pointers are really good.

“If you don’t want a mouth full of cum, I’d stop right now,” Liam warns.

I pump him faster and he swells in my mouth. A garbled curse comes right before he shoots down my throat. I work him through his orgasm making sure to not spill a drop. When I feel him start to soften in my mouth, I release him with a pop.

I turn around and kiss my way up his body. Our tongues tangle as I let him taste himself. The kiss turns heated and just as Liam reaches over to grab another condom, his phone chimes with an incoming text.

With a reminder that the outside world does indeed exist, we both deflate.

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