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As soon as Liam’s thumbs come out to play with me, I let out a gasp. His touch sets me off as my juices begin to trickle out of me. I can feel him run his thumb down my pussy to catch my wetness before he brings it back up to circle around my clit.

“Oh, shit,” I exhale out in complete ecstasy.

“Do you like what your book is making me to do you, Riley?” he says as he continues to draw circles around my clit.

“I like what you’re doing to me. I want to know what you want to do to me.” I feel like I am begging but at this point, I don’t care. I just need him to keep going. “And there’s no way I could focus on words anymore.”

“You want me to do what I’ve wanted to do for weeks?” he asks.

“Yessss, please!”

Liam smirks at me before his eyes drop back to where his thumbs are currently playing. His pointer finger comes out to stroke up and down, coating itself before he slowly pushes it into me. While he works it in and out slowly, his head starts to make it’s way towards me as his tongue makes contact with my clit. It’s the softest of touches at first, barely even noticeable yet my hips shoot off the couch. He smiles at me again before he takes another taste, slightly longer this time.

His licks stay slow and measured while he takes his time, seemingly in no rush. I always feel like guys are anxious to get this part over with, usually leaving me feeling rushed and unable to enjoy. With Liam, it seems like he wants to draw this out, like he is enjoying it just as much as I am. Soon, he seems to flex his tongue creating more friction against me as he flicks up and down then switching to back and forth.

I am losing my mind as my moans become louder and more intense. I couldn’t not make noise if I tried. No one has ever built me up this quickly before, I know I do not have long before I explode. When Liam slightly picks up the pace while adding a second finger, my orgasm begins in an instant as it starts low and spreads to every nerve in my body. Liam doesn't stop while I ride out my orgasm. His eyes stay glued to me as he watches me lose myself in the sensations.

When I have finally come down from the high, he stops licking me and kisses the inside of my thigh.

“Mmmm, you tasted better than I imagined.”

“Where the hell did you learn to do that?” I ask. “Never mind, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.”

He laughs while climbing back up on the couch to join me. When he leans his head back on the pillow, big smile on his face, I realize he isn’t going to push for anything in return. Who the hell is this guy? I swear some guys would already have their pants down, already assuming I would be interested. Something about his generosity makes me want to please him. I decide to return the favor by getting on my knees in front of him. When he realizes what I am doing, I see his eyes open wide in surprise.

“What are you doing?” he asks.

“What does it look like I'm doing?” I reply while reaching for his belt.

“You don’t have to,” he tells me.

I just ignore his comment and continue to unhook the belt, unzip his pants, and pull them down until his penis is free from his boxers. I can't help but lick my lips as I look at how impressive he is. He's larger than any man I have ever been with in length and thickness.

Liam growls at me. “I'm going to need you to stop looking at me that way. It's really testing my self-control over here.”

I'm surprised to have him so worked up just by my appreciation of him, I like it. When I have taken in my fill, I reach out to wrap my hand around his shaft. The first stroke brings a groan out of Liam, making me feel empowered. Once I firm up my grip, I keep a slow pace, watching his face grow smoldering as his jaw hangs open. After about a minute of this, my mouth starts to salivate, wanting to get a taste of him. I lean down and slowly lick him from base to tip, making sure to keep my eyes on his.

When I slide him all the way into my mouth, he hits the back of my throat as I pause to run my tongue back and forth, then slowly pull back up, keeping a tight suction on my mouth.

“Fuck,” he throws his head back before quickly bringing it back up to watch as I do it all over again.

"Is this what you picture when you imagine I'm wrapping my lips around your cock?" I smirk.

Liam growls at me. "This is much better, baby."

I repeat that several times before I pick up the pace a bit. I make sure to never break the eye contact, something I always love when someone goes down on me. When I feel like he is getting close, I suddenly remember a book I read where the woman was edging the guy, bringing him close to orgasm just to back off, over and over. I want to try to make this last for him, to draw out the pleasure so I pop off of him and go back to just stroking him with my hand.

He looks at me confused for a minute while I offer a wicked smile. I wait until I think he is back under control to begin to suck and lick him, just to back off when he gets close again. This time he lets out a groan when he realizes what I'm doing.

“Not going to let me come, are we?” he asks with a smirk set on his face.

I try to smile innocently at him while he's in my mouth and he chuckles at my attempt. Who knew oral sex could be this fun? I swear, I think we spend more then twenty minutes playing this game before I finally offer him some relief and keep the pace up until he explodes in my mouth. His orgasm seems to last up to a minute as he spurts into my mouth over and over again.

When he's done, I release him from my mouth and wipe it with the back of my hand. Liam grabs me from the floor and brings me into his chest, wrapping his arms around me.

“Where the hell didyoulearn to do that?” he asks.

I giggle at his seemingly astonished reaction. “I’ve never actually done it before. Just, you know, picked it up from one of my books.”

“Teachers are awesome.” He pumps his fist up in the air, making me laugh out loud.

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