Page 19 of You Had Me At No
We listen to music, enjoy the sun, and banter back and forth for the majority of our beach date.
I feel myself drifting off to sleep when all of a sudden, Liam yelps.
“What the fuck!”
I spring up and look over at him, then burst out laughing. He has bird shit all down the side of his chest, abs, and swim shorts.
“Do you think this is funny?” He stares at me.
“Yes, I do, actually.” I laugh harder. I realize he’s trying to use his beach towel to wipe it off. “Liam, why are you using the towel when there’s water right there”—I point at the ocean—“for you to go clean up in?”
He drops his arms and tries to play it cool as he walks to the water to wash off.
After the bird incident with Liam, we enjoyed the beach a little bit longer before heading back to his place. We both took showersseparatelyand then ordered burgers and fries to-go from Lana’s, a local bar.
Now we’re sitting on the couch, sharing a gigantic warm brownie with vanilla ice cream, trying to decide what movie to watch.
“I’m telling you,Monsters, Inc. is the bestDisneymovie, hands down,” Liam says with a mouth full of brownie.
I gasp. “There’s no way you’re putting that above all the classics. I refuse to believe that.” I point my spoon at him.
“Sorry, honey bun, I am.” He shrugs. “What do you consider the best?”
“Alice in Wonderland.” I smile. I mean, who doesn’t like that movie?
“Yeah, that’s good but eh,” he says nonchalantly.
My eyes practically bug out of my head. “Yeah, okay. Maybe I need to rethink this whole”—I point between the two of us—“you and me thing.” I shove another spoonful of the brownie ice cream gooey goodness in my mouth.
Liam abruptly snatches the bowl from me and sets it on the table.
“Hey, what the—”
He cuts me off as he takes the spoon from me too. He grabs my leg and pulls, forcing my hips closer to him and my back to fall onto the couch. Before I can process what’s happening, he’s hovering over me. His thick arms are caging me in on eitherside, and my legs instinctively fall open, allowing him to nestle between them. He then grabs me and lays me flat on my back, hovering over me.
“Let’s get one thing straight, darling, you will not be rethinking shit.” He wipes my hair from my face, then gently kisses my lips.
He leans up and looks at me like he expects me to say something back.
I want to make him squirm, so I say, “Yes, Sir.”
I smirk, knowing what kind of reaction this is going to get.
His eyes darken as he stares at me for a beat. “Take your shorts off.”
My eyebrows shoot up and my smile widens. “Yes, Sir.”
Now I’m just taunting him.
He sits up and yanks my shorts off. Realizing I’m not wearing any panties, he groans.
“Eager, are we? I thought I was taking those off,” I tease him.
His eyes bore into mine. “You sure do have a sassy mouth, you know that?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I laugh but abruptly stop when he runs his finger through my soaked pussy and circles my clit. A moan escapes me.
“Already so fucking wet for me. Being a brat turns you on, does it? Being a fucking tease?” He watches his finger smear my slickness.
