Page 52 of The Wing
Liam slips the condom on and lubes himself up quickly and climbs on top of me. I drag him in for a kiss and run my hands down his back, stroking his skin, touching everything I can reach. I shift restlessly underneath him until our dicks brush together and Liam starts thrusting against me. He isn’t distracted for long.
He sits back on his heels and taps my legs that have straightened. I lift my legs up as far as I can and spread them wide to give Liam space.
I watch as he jerks himself a few times and flinch as his erection touches my hole. My hands fly to his arms, and myfingers dig into him. Liam pushes in slowly, allowing me to adjust and gasp and groan at the sensations turning me raw and trembly, until he’s fully seated and his hips are flush against me.
“You okay?” Liam asks breathlessly. His face hovers above me, and his eyes are soft and concerned but tight at the corners, like he’s waiting for me to tell him to pound me into the mattress.
“I’m fine, darling,” I respond, my voice tight and a little whiny, but I don’t care because Liam is inside me.
He nods and shifts his hips, and we both gasp at the sensation. I feel stretched and full.
Liam flexes his hips and starts a slow rolling grind, and I push into him, placing my heels on the mattress and lifting myself. I run my hands over his shoulders and chest and around to his lower back, placing them on his cheeks to feel the shift and flex of his muscles as he moves. I clench and massage them and smile in smug satisfaction when Liam moans into my mouth and nips me.
“You’ll pay for that,” he whispers against my lips.
“Can’t wait.” And I laugh when he thrusts into me harder, driving me up the bed. “Is that all you got?”
Liam plants his hands on either side of my head and slams into me again and again. And I can’t help myself anymore. I slip a hand between us and grasp my cock and start a furious pace that matches Liam’s.
“Are you close?” He stares at my hand and shifts slightly so he covers less of me. To watch as I touch myself.
I nod and arch into Liam while I work myself tight and quick, barely stopping to run a hand over my head.
I don’t realise my eyes are closed until they fly open when Liam’s hand reaches down and grasps my balls, rolling them gently, and when his fingers touch my dick, I fall over the edge.My head lifts towards Liam, and I gasp and moan, writhing on the bed under him as I spurt onto my chest.
Liam’s rhythm falters, and he shifts the hand holding me back to the bed and thrusts into me urgently until he sags on me with a quiet whine in my ear.
I catch my breath, finally relaxed and boneless with Liam on top of me, and sigh contentedly, ruffling his hair. He shifts his face from my shoulder so I can see him and kiss him softly.
“I’m glad I didn’t stay in Auckland tonight like I thought I should,” I whisper.
“I am, too.” He slips out of me, and I hiss at the burn but ignore it and turn us to the side to see him better.
I sling an arm over his hips. “You owe me a hike for not texting me while I was away.” Liam rolls his eyes. “You’re never getting rid of me,” I whisper.
Liam grins. “Good. But we need to clean up before we fall asleep with cum everywhere.”
I wiggle my eyebrows at him. “Sounds like a fun night.” Liam slaps my ass. “Hey! Sensitive over here, darling.”
He smooths his hand over the smarting skin. “Sorry. But we need to get up, and then you’re going to wrap around me all night.”
“Am I?”
“You are. Because you love me.”
A smile curves my lips. “That’s right. And you love me.”
“That’s right,” he repeats softly.
So we shower together, change the bedding, and I wrap myself around him with the scent of jasmine in the air, and fall asleep.
Tomorrow’s gonna be a good day.
EPILOGUE
Liam
I wince when Hemi’s tackled and covered in white jerseys. It’s the last game of the Northern Tour, and Charlie and I are seated in the stands in Allianz Stadium in Twickenham, and it’s not looking good.
