Page 76 of Because of Liam

When he’s close enough, both of his hands grasp my hips. He pulls me to him as he takes the last step and dissolves the space between us. His fingers dig onto my hips and then go around my ass and cup me as he pulls me into his body, pressing himself against me. I feel his hardness on my belly and whimper.

My hands wrap around his forearms and move up until they grab the back of his neck, fisting his hair while tugging his face down to mine.

His face inches away, his eyes searching mine and asking for permission. I answer the unspoken question with a kiss. I brush my lips over his and then go on my tiptoes so I can get closer to him. I press my body into Liam’s, seeking relief for the ache building between my thighs. His lips part on a moan and my tongue darts into his mouth and stays there. He tastes like my minty toothpaste and Liam. His tongue is hot against mine. We let our lips play. And they play so nice together. My hips push into Liam’s and I find myself rocking against him, but I can’t quite align myself with what I’m looking for. He groans into my mouth and his hands on my ass lift me a little. He gives me a taste of what I want and it’s my turn to groan. Oh God, Liam is far from the first guy I ever made out with, but it never felt like this, this hot, this good. It’s so good, it hurts.

Liam keeps kissing me and walks me backward until I’m pressed against the kitchen counter. His hands on my ass come around to my hips and he easily lifts me onto it, pushing himself between my open legs, his mouth never leaving mine. When he’s settled between my thighs, his hands on my hips pull me closer to him until I’m sitting on the edge of the counter and my center is aligned with his dick. He pulls his lips from mine and his mouth travels down my jaw and neck. He licks his away around my throat and nibbles on my chin. His breath is warm on my skin and my nipples are painfully hard. I push into him and the moment my breasts touch his chest I hear a hiss come from Liam.

His hands drift up my waist until he grazes the sides of my breasts with his knuckles and then his fingertips. His mouth is at my ear and bites my lobe, his lips caressing me as he pushes his groin into my core. He’s so hard and so hot. Or maybe I’m the one who’s so hot. I can’t tell anymore.

“This counter is the perfect height, River,” he whispers. “I can feel you, all of you. Your nipples on my chest, your pussy on my dick. You’re so wet, I can feel it through your panties. Is all that for me?”

I have no words left in me. I’m a puddle of need in his hands, so instead of saying anything, I move my legs around his thighs and pull him even harder into me. My body wants to move, but my position on the counter does not give me the room to do what I want. I whimper in frustration and I can hear Liam’s low, sultry laugh in between bites and kisses on my neck. He is fucking my neck with his mouth and I want that mouth somewhere else on my body. Liam’s hands finally take pity on my poor aching breasts and come around to the front to cup me. He is gentle and firm at the same time, his thumbs grazing my nipples, and I swear by the end of this there will be two nipple-sized holes in my tank top. His mouth finds mine again and he teases me with his lips. He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and then the top, then he bites me. His tongue comes out to play and licks the spot his teeth were just on. His mouth on mine again, he is kissing me with such desperation, I know he’s feeling the same way I am.

After what seems like a lifetime, he pulls away and rests his forehead on mine. His eyes are closed, both of our breaths coming out in fast, shallow pants. His hands on my breasts still squeeze harder and he pinches my nipples. A small gasp leaves me and I feel that pinch to my core. Liam drops his head to the hollow in my throat and kisses me there.

“I love this little spot”—he kisses it again—“right over here. Don’t ask me why. I have no idea. I just do.” His tongue darts out and he licks it and then his lips trail down my chest until his face presses into the swell of my breasts. He rubs his cheek on one side and then the other. The day-old beard is rough on my skin and I love it. I love the way it feels. My hands run through his hair. It’s even longer now. He has not cut it since the first time I saw him and I like it. I like the way his hair grazes the top of his shoulders and how I can grasp fistfuls of it and guide his head where I want it. I tug his hair now and arch my back into his face. He groans into my cleavage. I tug his hair again and I get the same response. Liam likes it when I pull at his hair.

“River.” My name leaves his lips in a whisper just before he closes those same lips around a nipple and sucks on it through my tank top. His mouth opens wider and he takes as much of me as he can. And I know I could come, just like this, his dick grinding into my pussy and his mouth sucking on my tits. I think he can tell how close I am. His mouth switches to my other breast, trading places with his hand, and I can feel the fingers on my nipple even more now that the fabric of my tank top is wet. He’s shaking, his body trembling against mine. He pulls his mouth from my aching nipple with one last lick and rests his forehead on my chest, and I can tell he’s trying to gain some control. My arms go around his shoulders and I can feel the tension in them. Digging my fingers into the tense muscles, I knead them. After a few moments he relaxes a bit, but he is still so hard against me and I am still aching to have him inside me.

Liam lifts his head from my chest and looks me in the eyes, and I can see his desire. I can see his want and the struggle to hold himself back right now.

“Tell me what you want, River. You have to tell me what you want. I won’t go any further if you don’t say it.”

For a moment I wonder if he is doing this to tease me—if this is one of his games again. We’ve been playing at it for so long, maybe he’s falling back into old habits, but when I look into his eyes, I understand. This is not a game for him. This is serious. He is taking this very seriously, and he wants me to be clear about what I want. He’s giving me all the power. The power I need to make the choices I want. And what I want is Liam. I want all of him and I want him right now. I’m not shy and I don’t hesitate when I tell him exactly what I need.

“I want you, Liam. I want your hands on my body. I want you to touch every inch of my skin and when your fingers are done, I want you to follow with your tongue and your lips. I want your fingers inside me and I want to taste myself in your mouth when you kiss me. And I want to do the exact same things to you. And when neither one of us can take it any longer, I want you inside me, and I want you to fill me up so completely that we change the laws of physics and two bodies can actually occupy the same space at the same time. That is what I want, Liam. Can you give me that?”

He releases a breath. “Thought you’d never ask.”

His hands go around my face and he kisses me gently and then looks into my eyes. “If you want me to stop at any time, you’ll tell me, okay?” He waits for my response and I nod. “No, River, I want to hear you say it. You will stop me if you change your mind. You have the right to stop me, do you understand it?”

“Yes, I do.”

“And you will tell me if I do anything you don’t want me to, okay?”

“Liam?”

“Yes?”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

He laughs. “Now, there’s the bossy River I know and love.”

Did he just say he loves me? No, that’s just an expression, he does not mean it.

“Liam, put that mouth of yours to better use.” I challenge him and his eyes go darker, and knowing I’m the reason for it turns me on even more.

He gives me a wicked smile and that mouth of his promises to do wicked things to me.

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