Page 19 of Demise

“I’ll see what Wesley is up to; I’m sure he’d love a midafternoon blowjob.”

Anger flashes across my eyes, and before I know what I’m doing, I’m closing the distance between us. My hand wraps around his throat as I pin him to the tile wall. He doesn’t fight me as he stares at me, his jaw hardened in hurt, his eyes begging me to do something, to say something.

The motherfucker just can’t help but poke buttons, any time, any place. Liam loves to goad the fuck out of people. And, fuck me, clearly, it’s working.

“Say that again,” I grit between clenched teeth.

“Why?” Liam rasps slightly, as my hold on him tightens. “Don’t like the idea of me sucking someone else’s cock? My mouth wrapped around them, and my tongue—”

He doesn’t get a chance to finish that sentence. Not when my lips are crushed against his. Our tongues tangle around one another instantly, Liam’s hands coming to rest on my hips as I hold him in place.

The kiss is savage, punishing, brutal, and fuck me, I love every goddamn second of it.

Forcing us apart, my hand on his throat pushes him away before forcing him down.

“You want to suck someone’s cock? Get on your knees and choke on mine. It will be the only goddamn cock you’ll feel down your throat.”

Liam’s eyes are on me, and he drops to his knees all too willingly. I release my hold on his throat, resting my hand behind his head as he sucks my raging hard cock into his mouth. Ecstasy washes over me as his tongue swirls around the tip. My mouth drops open on a silent moan as he pushes me deeper and deeper. My fingers curl around his wavy hair as I wind it around my fist, forcing him to take me deeper and faster with each bob of his head.

He moans around me, his eyes fluttering open as he looks up at me. I can literally feel a bead of pre-cum drip onto his tongue from that look alone. Goddamnit. He has no right to be this fucking pretty. I don’t know how I never really saw it before, but Liam is so fucking pretty. And, no, that’s not me just saying it because he easily has the most talented mouth I’ve experienced. Ever.

Sorry, princess.

I feel the building of my orgasm, and I’m torn between drawing it out to make it last as long as possible or coming right here and now. Unfortunately for me, my body seems to have made its own decision.

The pleasure increases more and more as I begin snapping my hips violently. Liam gags once, and a groan leaves me at that.

“Open that throat. Let me in,” I grit through clenched teeth.

After a moment or two, he does as I say, and I force myself deeper than before. That’s all it takes. I see double, literally losing my vision for a moment as I come. My cock throbs as it shoots cum down Liam’s throat and he drinks it happily. His throat works overtime, his audible gulps echoing in the shower so fucking hot before he releases me with a wet ‘pop’.

Slowly, he pushes to his feet, his right hand languidly stroking his cock as he looks at me. My eyes move down to his hand, watching in fascination as he twists his hand around his piercings, his forearm flexing with each stroke.

Hesitantly, I reach my hand out, taking his place as I wrap my hand around his cock the way I would my own. A groan falls from his lips as I come up to the head before pushing my hand back down again. His hand quickly falls away as he leans his back against the tiled wall and lets me take control.

I don’t know what is coming over me. Jealousy. Lust. Curiosity. Whatever the driving factor is, it doesn’t matter. When we are here, in moments like this, none of it matters. It’s just about me and him.

My eyes don’t leave his cock, that soft shade of pink practically mesmerizing beside all the silver. I don’t realize that I’m staring until Liam says something.

“Stop looking at me like that. It’s torture,” Liam groans with a pitying laugh.

Our eyes meet, and his smile slips away, a seriousness taking over his face as I lower to my knees. I’ve never sucked cock before, obviously. I know what feels good, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t intimidated as fuck right now.

My hand is still wrapped around him, stroking slowly as I look up to my best friend from my knees.

“I don’t know what to do,” I admit roughly.

Liam smiles, not a condescending or smug smile. A sweet one, one that looks like fucking sunlight and has my chest tightening the way it does when Skyla looks at me.

“I’ll teach you, baby.”

Before I can respond, he’s pushing his cock up to my lips and I press a quick kiss to the tip, feeling cringey as fuck for it. What the hell, this is such a mistake.

Liam moans, though, catching me by surprise as his hand goes to rest on the back of my head.

“Again, please, Ash,” he says breathily.

Something in me responds to his lust drunk tone. The way he says my nickname. Fuck, it’s got me hard as a rock already. I do it again, another soft peck followed by another and another. I finally build the courage and stick out my tongue, swirling it around Liam’s head before closing my mouth around him.

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