Page 44 of Torched

“YES!” I scream, followed by a set of uncontrolled mewls as I feel trembles of pleasure slam through me, almost knocking me out while a splash of my juices coats his face. My lashes fly up, as another current pulls me under, the sight of his face shiny with my arousal taking my breath away. I don’t think I’ve seen anything hotter than Liam Carrillo’s face, completely soaked from my cunt. He catches me when my legs finally collapse next to his hips, before pressing a kiss to my lips with a big grin. His tongue pushes against mine and the sultry taste instantly has me grinding against his stomach. I need more. The way he enjoyed my pussy like it was a five-course meal, only made me hornier, now desperate to keep floating in this blissful wave. I need to feel him inside of me, pressing his entire body against mine.

“I want more,” I tell him breathily, in a pleasured daze as he holds me up on my knees. The sound of my voice is faint, lost somewhere when it dropped to my stomach the moment he made me leave my body.

“You didn’t think I was done, right?” He wraps my legs around his waist, my soaking pussy staining his shirt as he lifts us both to get up. With big strides, he brings us under the shower, our mouths crushed against each other’s with a need that’s almost palpable. Like wild animals with the only mission to consume one another in every way possible. Or until one dies of a heart attack. I know I’m younger, but the way my heart is racing, so I’m pretty sure it’s going to be me. The hot water has me gasping against his throat before my back connects with the cold tiles, the heat of the shower covering my legs as he stands directly underneath the stream. He kisses me with immeasurable passion, the feeling of his clothes now soaked from the stream and glued to his body, turning me on even more. Fully emerged into our own bubble, I hold his face steady between my palms, my tongue rough and demanding against his.

“I want you so bad, Liam.”

“Good, because I’m not keen on being patient any longer.”

When he breaks loose, he puts me down, stepping back to take off his clothes. His eyes never leave mine, and I, being the horny slut that I am, feel how cold and alone my vagina is without his body heat in front of my entrance. With a seductive grin, I take out the handheld showerhead and spread my legs while pushing the button to turn it on.

His shirt falls to the floor with a thud and when his eyes fly back to mine, he stands statue still with a dark expression. One that makes me want to be devoured by this man until I’m torn into pieces.

“What are you doing?” he croaks out.

“Entertaining myself while you’re busy.” I shrug sweetly. I push the head between my legs, and my eyes roll to the back of my head when the stream hits my clit directly. It’s still sensitive, but the stream has just enough water pressure to act both soothing as stimulating, and I quickly my eyes roll to the back of my head.

“Oh, damn!” I moan before my gaze collides with Liam and his heaving chest. The look on his face tells me he’s about to come undone, and I enjoy every second of his lustful gaze on my pussy. I play with my breasts, while my hips wiggle for more, and finally, he snaps out of his trance to shove off his shorts. I expect him to take me and forcefully slide inside, but he’s still standing there in front of me, naked and looking gorgeous as hell as I keep going, my clit already ready to lift me to that addictive high like I’m a fucking nymphomaniac. My eyes drop to his throbbing length, debating whether to get on my knees and suck him off or taunt him a little more as I wait for him to say something.

Anything.

But instead, he just stands there, clearly enjoying the show as I keep moving the stream up and down my heated pussy. His entire body is chiseled to perfection, his blonde hair covering half of his forehead in a wet look that I think I want to frame and put next to my bed.

“What areyoudoing?” I huff with my lashes low.

“Enjoying the view.” He blinks at me in awe, widening my smile.

My man likes it when I take control and tease him.

Good to know.

I keep going, flicking the stream up and down my pussy with a clear goal in mind, as my eyes never leave Liam’s. My breathes grow more shallow with each flip of my wrist, making it unable for me to stop.

“Liam,” I pant, “it feels so good.”

“Keep going, baby.”

“I don’t want to hold it,” I confess, already too far gone to miss a beat as I chase the explosion I’ve been working for.

His gaze darkens, his lip lifting in a hungry grin. “Don’t hold back on my account, Blondie. I’m enjoying the show.”

His tongue darts out, licking his lips slowly and with intention, the move pushing me over the edge as my head falls forward and my knees shake. I cry out my euphoria, feeling every nerve tingling, my skin trembling, before I collapse onto the wet tiles. A high-pitched tone erupts from my throat while I wait until my body lands, then I pull my head back up.

I’d expect to be completely spent, ready for a hot shower and a freaking nap, but the dark look in his eyes has me craving to set him off like he did me. To feel his seed on my tongue as I make him come undone.

“Get on the floor,” I command. His eyebrow lifts in surprise, but he obeys with keenness as he gets on his knees. His hard shaft is up in the air and ready to go and I lick my lips, just thinking about feeling him between my legs. The anticipation almost killing me. But first I want to taste him, my taste buds desperate to suck up his flesh.

“Put your back against the wall.”

He does as he’s told, watching my every move as I step toward him. I drop to the floor, enjoying the sight of this man waiting for me with as much built-up desire as I’m feeling. Without wasting any time, I raise my ass up in the air, feeling the hot water warm my spine in utter bliss before we both let out a groan of relief when I take him in my mouth. With long, even strokes, I run my mouth up and down his shaft, spurred on by every moan that vibrates from his chest. The desire between my legs is still throbbing, only growing even needier when he leans a bit over to rub his fingers over my swollen pussy.

I moan against his dick, the tip almost touching the back of my throat before I release it with a pop each time, then repeat the move.

“Oh, goddamnit, baby,” Liam grunts. “I’m going to come.”

I keep going in reply, silently telling him to give into his release, but he fists my hair, bringing my head up. My lips let go of his hard shaft with a pout, my hooded eyes looking at him with gooey eyes in protest.

“I wanna dump my seed inside of you, knowing it will be sitting there all day,” he says lowly, making a delicious shiver run through me. Then he pulls my scalp to direct me up and onto his lap. The sting is deep as he arches my back, like I’m a fucking bull he’s riding, but I enjoy every move. I want to be dominated by him, fully at his disposal.

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