Page 54 of Spiralling Skywards
“That you wouldn’t want a dick stuffed down your throat while it’s hard.”
“Babe, I’m talking about my dick being stuffed down myownthroat, I’d have no issue with having my dick stuffed downyours, as long as it was still attached to me of course. I really would also prefer your brothernotto be there whilst it happened. Why are we discussing this? All I can picture now is you sucking my dick, and it’s just making me harder.”
“I’ve never given a blow job. You’ll have to teach me how I do it.”
“Oh fuck me, Sarah. You’re about killing me here. You’ve never given a blow job?”
I shook my head and felt my cheeks burn. I couldn’t believe I’d just confessed to that.
“Well, that makes me ridiculously fucking happy, and I cannot wait to teach you all you need to know about sucking my cock, just not right now. Right now is definitely not the time to be discussing this.”
He kissed my forehead. “I like you a lottle, Sarah Carter.”
“I think I like you a lottle more, Liam Delaney.”
“Impossible,” he replied and turned and unlocked the front door.
“Well done on the New South Austrian by the way. Remind me to teach you some more words.”
“Thanks,” I replied as he pulled me through the front door. Despite our banter, our hands were a little sweaty and shaky as they held on tight to each other.
“Look forward to it. You’ll have to teach me the word blow job in your lingo, when you explain to me how to give one?”
He stopped in his tracks. Yeah, I couldn’t quite believe I’d just said that aloud either. We both burst out laughing at the same time as Will came out of the kitchen into the hallway holding a beer.
My heart thumped loud and hard in my chest, throat, and ears, and Liam’s grip on my hand grew tighter. We both fell silent as we watched Will’s gaze travel from my face and down to where our hands were joined. He closed his eyes for a moment too long for it to be a blink, raised the bottle to his mouth, and took a swig.
“You better get in here.” He gestured with his head to the kitchen before turning and heading back the way he’d come.
“We’ve got this,” Liam said before following Will. His big hand remained wrapped around mine.
And then it wasn’t.
He let go.
My brother’s face was the first thing I made contact with when I finally looked up.
“What you doing here, Sunshine?” he asked, his face falling into a confused frown.
Feeling a tidal wave of rejection at the fact that Liam had walked straight through the door and let go of my hand as soon as he’d seen my brother, I remained silent for a few seconds, unsure of what I should say.
Had he changed his mind?
Thateasily?Thatquickly? Had it beensoeasy for him to change his mind about telling my brother about us? About us being together?
I stepped around Liam so that I could see his face and take my cue from him about what I should say.
But Liam spoke before I could.
Words that would end me.
“What are you doing here, Olivia?”
Some kind of energy—I had no clue what it was—rushed through me. I felt a strange pressure in my ears, almost as if I were under water. I swayed on my feet because I felt dizzy and sound became distorted.
I forced myself to look at the woman that was leaning against my brother’s kitchen worktop. I started at her feet. She was wearing boots. Long black leather boots. She had on thick black tights, and a woollen jumper dress covered her slight frame. Compared to me, she was tall, at least five foot seven or eight, and she was slim, skinny almost. Her dress had a huge cowl neck and her long dark hair hung over each shoulder. I moved to her face, her bone structure was delicate, but her features were sharp, her eyes big, brown and darting between me and Liam.
“Dude, where the fuck you been? I’ve been trying to call you for the last two hours.” My brother told him.
