Page 64 of Harboring Secrets
We stopped once to let Shady mark his territory and Liam tried to look impatient, but I just gave him a look and reminded him that I’d been trying to get him to go before we left.
It didn’t matter if we were late. It wasn’t like they could start the ceremony without us.
Maybe one day it would be the two of us getting married, but for now I was happy to be one of the few guests in attendance at Kieran and Clay’s wedding. Kieran had popped the question over Christmas, a swoony romantic gesture that had earned him big points with Clay, who’d sobbed into Kieran’s arms in a way that might have been concerning if he hadn’t been repeating yes over and over again through his torrent of tears. I thought maybe Shane and Archer would make things official, but they seemed happy with their status quo.
Kieran and Clay spent the next few months taking short road trips. Partly because Kieran had always wanted to go on road trips, and partly to scout the perfect wedding venue.
It was only going to be family. Mom had driven up the night before. Her house was currently under the watchful eye of Josie, a waitress at Bennett’s who’d at one time stayed with my mother.
The place Kieran and Clay had chosen was situated at the end of a long and winding road, flanked by tall trees. Liam drove carefully, navigating the switchbacks with ease.
Then the trees ended and the view opened up, revealing a sprawling log structure on the edge of a lake.
I let out a low whistle. “This place has been three hours from me for years. I can’t believe I’ve never been here.” There was definitely something to be said for staying close to home. But if we had, Liam and I never would have met.
We were the last to arrive, and we might have been in hot water had it not been for the fact that we brought Shady with us. He’d quickly become everyone’s favorite family member, and he knew it. He milked the attention for all it was worth. Kieran grabbed our garment bags out of the back, leaving me to get the suitcase.
Archer was the first to my side and he plucked the leash out of my grip. “I’ll take the little guy for a walk while you two get settled.”
Liam slid his arm around me and brushed a kiss against my cheek.
“I think he just stole our dog.” I watched them go, Archer’s voice fading as he chatted away to Shady.
“He’ll give him back. Don’t worry.”
“They could get their own dog, you know,” I groused as Liam steered me toward the entrance of the building.
“Sharing is caring.” Liam grinned as my scowl deepened. “If you’re a good boy, maybe I’ll reward you when we get up to the room.”
That shut me up. I loved Shady with my whole heart, but sex with a dog in the house could be a challenge. If we locked him out of the bedroom, he whined. If we let him in the bedroom, he tried to be on the bed to be near us.
Liam and I still managed—somehow—to have almost as much sex as usual, but my dick was suddenly eager for a few minutes alone with Liam. No whining dog. No set of eyeballs staring at us as though he was judging our technique.
By the time we got to our room on the second floor, I was vibrating. Liam hung our bags in the closet and I dropped the suitcase on the floor. Then I was on him, pinning him to the wall, tearing at his clothes.
Liam laughed against my mouth, and then kissed me back. He raised his arms and let me tug his shirt off over his head.
“How much time do we have?” I asked.
“The rest of our lives.” Liam flicked my pants open and shoved his hand inside, curling his fingers around my cock.
“You smooth bastard.” My words tumbled out on a groan. We stumbled deeper into the room. I hadn’t expected to go straight to the room and fuck Liam’s brains out, and I found myself woefully unprepared. The lube was packed in the suitcase and I doubted we had time for a proper fuck at any rate.
Liam solved the dilemma by scooping me up and dropping me onto the bed. He yanked my pants down to my knees. The predatory look he gave me sent shivers through my body. I wriggled my underwear down as he shoved his pants off.
Sitting up, I stole a kiss. Truthfully, I’d have been content to do nothing but kiss him. Forever and ever, but my body wanted more than his mouth on mine. Liam pulled away, then with all the grace he could muster, he moved around so that we were both lying on our sides, face to cock.
Sixty-nine was always a challenge for me in that I’d always found it hard not to blow my load in under two minutes. There was something extra erotic about becoming a complete circle. His cock in my mouth, his mouth on my cock. No room for words or breath or anything else. The world was obliterated as he sucked me down without preamble.
He pulled back right away, laughing at the way I cursed and twitched. The only truly bad thing about sixty-nining was that we couldn’t kiss while we sucked each other off.
The rest of it, however, was amazing. I loved the feel of Liam on my tongue. The way his scent invaded my senses when I was between his legs. Mostly, I loved how easily we were lost in each other and how he made me feel like the only person left in the universe.
Liam teased me with his tongue, toying with the head of my cock in a way that he knew drove me crazy. I tried to focus on what my mouth was doing, but Liam had taken over, his hips thrusting, pressing his cock in deeper, a fraction at a time.
He buried my cock down his throat, taking me to the root. Whatever sound I’d tried to make was muffled by his cock. Liam reached for me, his fingers brushing through my hair and when he took a handful and gave a gentle tug, it was all over for me.
I didn’t have time to warn him, but Liam knew what he was doing and he was prepared when I shot my load down his throat. I desperately wanted air, but more than that, I wanted Liam to come too. Liam’s hand tightened in my hair and I relaxed, letting him use my mouth. It wasn’t a porn-star-face-fuck; Liam was never rough with me like that. It wasn’t our style.
