Page 70 of Tide Over

“Lube is in the top drawer,” I say, looking into his eyes.

They widen slightly before he nods and reaches over to grab it. When he settles between my legs again, his eyes slide from the lube, up to me. “Have you…”

I just stare back at him with a small smirk, letting him conjure up the image of me playing with my ass.

His eyes light up and a smile spreads across his face. “That’s fucking hot.”

I widen my legs in response, and his eyes immediately fall as he lets out a breath. I watch him with a thundering heart as he coats his fingers with lube, and tosses the bottle on the bed beside us.

A shiver rolls through me as he presses a cool, slick finger to my hole, and his cool blue eyes peer up at me. He gently swirls his finger, pulling a moan out of me.

“Tell me what to do,” he says in a low voice. “Tell me what you like.”

I’m already overwhelmed, in the best way possible, with the feeling of him doing this to me… and we’ve barely even started. With Liam here, in my bed, wanting to make me feel good… it’s like everything is magnified. Every touch from him sends my body into overdrive, and my responses are intense, needy, and desperate. This is more than I’ve ever felt before, and it’s all because of him.

And from the look in his eyes, he’s enjoying this just as much as I am.

I nod as he stares up at me, waiting.

“Push it in,” I say.

He pulls his bottom lip between his teeth as he looks down at his hand, and slowly pushes his finger into my ass. Electricity shoots up my spine from the pleasurable pressure in my ass, and I moan as I grip the sheets on either side of me.

“You ok?” Liam asks as he looks up at me.

All I can do is nod and gently roll my hips, asking for more.

His gaze drops again to watch as he slowly drags his finger out of my ass, and pushes it back in. He does this a few more times, before he gently curls his finger inside me, and brushes against a spot inside me that has every nerve in my body lighting up. I let out a guttural groan as warmth radiates through me, and his eyes quickly lift to watch me as he does it again, and I moan even louder.

“Fuck…” he whispers, his eyes trailing back down my body like he’s drinking in every inch of me. When his gaze lands on my cock, he drops his head to take me in his mouth as he rubs my prostate again.

“Jesus Christ,” I mutter, my hands moving to grip his arms tight as everything in my body seems to come alive. The sensations of his warm wet mouth on my cock, slowly suckingand licking as his finger continues to slide in and out of my ass… I can barely even form a thought.

Then he pushes another finger inside me.

“Oh my god…” I groan, my head tipping back as he continues to suck my cock and finger my ass.

“More,” I say, looking down at him. “Faster.”

Those bright blue eyes meet mine as he increases his pace on me, and they sparkle with desire. I feel like I could come from the sight of him alone right now, but he feels so fucking good, I need this to last. I want to savour this moment with him, and I want to make him feel just as good as I do.

Pressure quickly builds deep in my pelvis, radiating through my body as he works me, and I grip his hair tight. I’m barely hanging on, and I don’t know how much longer I’m going to last.

When I feel like I’m close, my hands land on his shoulder and I push him back. “Stop.”

Liam’s eyes widen as he looks up at me. “Did I hurt you? Shit, I?—”

“No,” I say, shaking my head as I pull him up to me. I sink my tongue into his mouth, taking a delicious taste of him as the urge rises, so strong it’s impossible to ignore. The intense need to be as close to him as I can possibly get. To experience this with him and give him every part of me.

I release him from my kiss and look up into his eyes as he holds himself over me.

“Fuck me,” I say, my voice almost a whisper.

His brows lift as his eyes flick between mine. “Really?” he breathes out.

I just nod. This isn’t the first time it’s crossed my mind… but after the day we had today, and the way my feelings towards him have been growing… I want all of him.

“Condoms are in the drawer,” I say, my heart thumping.

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