Page 48 of The Reality of Wanting Him

The sound he lets out can only be described as a growl. “Yes, you are, baby. You’remine.”

Oh fuck, I like that name. Then before I can really process what he’s doing, the most incredible feeling overwhelms me as a warm, wet pressure starts at my taint and moves up over my hole. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before, and I needmore of it.

“Ohmyfuckingjesuswhatdidyoujustdo?” comes out of my mouth in one long jumble, and I immediately regret saying anything when the sensation stops. I try to shift my hips up or back, chasing my new favorite feeling, and Liam lets out a soft laugh.

“Sorry, I should have warned you before I started eating you out. My caveman side took over for a second when you said you’re mine.” His voice is deeper than I’ve probably ever heard it, and that sexy tone only makes me needier.

“Well don’t fucking stop,” I whine, shifting my hips again.

He chuckles before bringing his mouth back to my hole, fingers digging into my cheeks. He’s licking and sucking and kissing my hole with so much enthusiasm that any thought or worry I might have had about what he’s doing doesn’t even havetime to form. His moans, as he focuses his tongue on my opening, make it clear he’s enjoying this.

Not as much as I am, though.There’s no way. His mouth on me like this has to be the single greatest thing that has ever happened to me.Fuck penetrative sex, I’ll gladly never stick my dick in another person ever again if I can have this.I want Liam’s mouth on me all the time. “Oh, holy fucking Christ, why haven’t we done this before? Wait, don’t answer that! Don’t you dare stop.”Why can’t I just shut up and enjoy this?

Then he uses his tongue to actually spear inside of me and my mind melts, any hope I have of forming a complete thought is gone. All I can focus on is how amazing this feels, the warm wet pressure is so naughty and forbidden, and it’s lighting up nerve endings I didn’t even know existed. “Ohmygodohmygod,” flies from my mouth. I definitely don’t have control over what I’m saying but I can’t shut up.

My cock has probably never been harder in my life, and it’s leaking like crazy. I’m desperate to touch it, to give myself any relief, but I also never want this to end, and I’m already worried that I’ll come just from how incredible his mouth feels.Is that even a thing? Can you finish without anything touching your dick?

He pulls back for a moment, and a needy whimper leaves my throat, but I’m so past caring about how desperate I am for Liam.

“Can I use my fingers?”Ugh, that voice isn’t helping how close I am.

“Yeah, absolutely, just don’t stop. Please.” While Liam’s voice has that sexy gravely tone all deep and masculine, mine is way higher than I’d like it to ever be.I should probably be embarrassed about that, but right now, I don’t care.I want this—and him—so badly.

He goes back to fucking me with his tongue, and I hear the click of the lube cap opening. Then his tongue is replaced withwhat must be his slicked-up finger. It’s a little firmer, and the pressure is deeper than before as he slowly enters me.

“Stay nice and relaxed for me. Deep breaths, B.” I focus on his instructions, and before long, I’m rocking my hips trying to get him to go deeper. “I’m going to add another one. Deep breath in and bear down on the exhale.”

I do as he says, and the pressure increases, but he moves so slowly, and he’s obviously been generous with the lube. There’s a slight burning sensation, but I focus on how hot it is, knowing that Liam isinside of me,and it helps me to relax enough that the uncomfortable feeling is replaced by pleasure.

“You feel so fucking tight, Blake. I can’t wait until it’s my cock stretching you like this.” I let out another whimper at the thought. I definitely want that. Want him to fuck me and claim me in that way. “Get up here.” Liam grabs my shoulder with his free hand, guiding me to an upright kneeling position. His arm wraps around my chest so that he’s gently gripping my neck to hold me up, not actually applying any pressure to affect my breathing, but in a way that makes me feel completely owned by him.It’s so fucking hot.

I twist around for a sloppy kiss, the angle is awkward, but I need his mouth on mine. He’s pushing his fingers into me slowly, and then he shifts the position, and I swear to god my soul leaves my body. He hits some magical spot that completely lights me up from the inside out, and sparks of pleasure spread throughout my entire body.

As much as I never want this to end, it’s time to admit that clearly isn’t an option.

I give up on trying to hold back, focusing instead on the feel of Liam’s fingers fucking me as they rub over that magical spot with each thrust. The pleasure is overwhelming.

“Oh my god. Holy fucking Jesus Christ. Liam, how does that feel so good? Don't stop, right there, fuuuuuuuck!” My ramblingturns into a moan as my cock jerks, shooting thick streaks of my release all over the bed.

The orgasm is unlike any I’ve had before, starting in that magical place Liam’s fingers are still brushing against inside of me and spreading throughout my whole body. It's so intense, and the high feels like it goes on forever. I slump back into Liam’s hold as I finally calm down and think about what the fuck just happened.I guess it is possible to come without touching your dick. That’s so crazy!

“That was so fucking hot,” Liam growls in my ear. “I need your mouth.”

“You can have whatever you want after that,” I respond in my post-orgasm haze. “I can’t believe I just came hands-free. Holy shit.”

He chuckles and helps me to lay back on the bed, propped up on some pillows as he kneels over me, lining up his swollen cock right in front of my mouth. “Do you want to suck me, or should I fuck your face?” he asks, running his hands through my hair, gazing at me with affection in his eyes, but it’s mixed with something darker.

I look up at him through my lashes, taking the time to appreciate how fucking hot he looks looming over me like this, muscles straining with his need to come, gaze hooded and dark. The choice is easy, giving up the control to him always is.

“Fuck my face.”

He doesn’t waste any time, tightening his grip in my hair to control my head as he thrusts his dick into my mouth. I try to focus on keeping my jaw relaxed and breathing through my nose as he takes what he wants from me. My gaze is still locked on his, vision watering as tears form when he hits the back of my throat, and I fucking love it. I love knowing that I’m the one putting that wrecked look on his face, that I’m the only one he wants to be with in this way.

It only takes a few more thrusts before he’s shooting downmy throat, and I attempt to swallow as much as I can. He moves his hands to cup my face, wiping away a tear before leaning down for a deep kiss, licking into my mouth and no doubt tasting himself there.

“You’re fucking perfect,” he whispers when he finally pulls away.

“I came without even touching my dick!” I excitedly remind him, still not over that.

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