“Melissa?” a voice sang at the front door followed by a loud thumping and multiple bashings against the door frame. The corner of my lips tugged in amusement as I walked towards the door at two in the morning “Melissaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” he sang again, his voice turning girlie.

I shook my head with the roll of my eyes as I turned the door handle and unlocked the door, pulling it open to find Liam on my doorstep. I arched a perfect shocked brow at him “What are you doing here Mr.?” I asked sternly.

Liam wavered on his feet; nevertheless he gave me a mock bow as he removed his imaginary hat “Good evening Miss.”

“I think it’s rather good morning.” I pointed out folding my arms.

“Oh good heavens! It’s mor- Oh shit!” he cried as his body began to lean and slope aiming right for the ground.

Luckily we were both there to catch him, my arms ran around him as I hoisted him up straight and I tugged him indoors. He smelt of alcohol and he was drenched from walking in the storm. I shook my head as I looked him over to make sure he was okay and wasn’t carrying anything else on him or missing something. With a severe struggle I carried and hoisted him up the stairs to my room as he slurred and prattled on as he went through the highs and lows of being as drunk as a skunk.

Of course the one night I’m not out he is I thought to myself bitterly as I dropped him down on my bed with a big heave of an ‘off’.

I watched as he sighed deeply in content, a placid smile tugging at his lips as he nuzzled into my pillow. His damp body drenching my warm sheets and pillows I’d just been hiding in. narrowing my eyes before sighing in defeat I tugged his shoes off and his jacket as he made little mumbling sounds of acknowledgement and reminded me for the millionth time I couldn’t tell his parents he was drinking let alone drunk.

“Comfy?” I asked partially sarcastic.

“Mmmm.” He hummed back with a dopey grin.

I rolled my eyes again before crawling back into my bed and leaning over to flick the light off. Again, I reached for the remote on my bedside table and pressed play again to the movie on my TV against the wall. There was a storm outside and I certainly couldn’t sleep in these conditions, I needed something to keep me sane and remind me I was safe, I needed to feel safe.

“Mel?” Liam mumbled groggily, drooling on my pillow.

“Yeah?” I whispered back quietly, turning back to my TV as I tried to ignore the lock of hair in his eyes I wanted to brush aside.

“Can you make me breakfast in the morning when I wake up?” he mumbled sleepily, looking so adorable that it tugged at my heart.

I smiled in amusement “Breakfast in bed your majesty?” I asked teasingly.

“Mmmm.” Liam hummed back unaware to my joking “With juice.” He mumbled back cutely into my pillow.

I sighed caving in to millions of things as I reached over and brush the hair out of his eyes “You’re lucky you’re cute.” I murmured back with a mixture of amusement, wishful dreaming, aching and defeat.

I turned back to the TV turning the volume down for Liam but enough so I could hear still; it looks like I’d be up all night. Because it didn’t look like drunken Liam was going to bring home that safety that I so desperately needed.

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The windows around me rattled and shook loudly as I walked down the stairs of the house; the house was rather dimly lit since I hadn’t gotten home that long ago. The wild and out of control wind outside was so strong, I was waiting for the walls collapse and cave in upon one another at any moment. I suddenly felt as if I was living in one of the 3 Little Pigs houses and yet here I was in some huge, modern and expensive house and I felt just as terrified and vulnerable as one of the 3 Little Pigs.

It was silly though wasn’t it? I wasn’t scared of horror films, blood, creepy people, spiders or snakes but I was terrified of storms. It was one of the only times that being alone in such a huge house really got to me, even more so it got to me that I didn’t have anybodies bed to crawl into when those storms came. It was the echoes and rumbles of those terrifying storms that were the constant reminders of how alone I well and truly felt and am.

The windows and doors rattled violently as the skies rumbled deafeningly, it made me cringe and pause on one of the bottom stairs. The shadows that danced along the walls and floor were enough to make my heart thunder just as loud as the thunder. The shadows had my imagination tumbling wildly as my eyes made monsters and terrifying shapes out of the shadows and my imagination began to only haunt me more with terrifying scenarios. Was that shadow that looked like a hook the creepy hook guy that was waiting for his next kill? Was this what Ez felt like every moment of the day?

This night couldn’t get any more terrifying, first starting off with the phone call from Ez. How terrible tonight had gone, seeing Jed and Eli roll around on the street fighting – I couldn’t deny I was immensely happy when Eli got in some good hooks though. I’d been terrified, more so terrified when the police showed up, everybody seemed to have just scattered. I got lost in the running crowd and when I was finally able to look there was to my horror and disbelief Falan and Jed being forced into a police car.

What was even more gob smacking yet though was finding Ez and Eli lip locked in the pouring rain. My heart had fluttered at the sight, it was such a perfect image and I was more than happy seeing them together and like that, so oblivious to all that was around them because they were so in love. In their eyes there was only the two of them.

Watching them I realized two things in that moment, one was that I needed to get the hell out of the rain and leave those two be in that moment. I wasn’t interrupting such a special moment and I didn’t particularly want to be drenched. The second thing I realized when I ran home in the rain was that I wanted that, I really wanted that moment. I wanted that grand romantic moment with Liam, that confession, that passionate love, and that moment you’d cherish and revisit ‘till your last dying breath.

There was just one problem; where on earth was Liam?

There was a bash at the door that had my breath catching and my knees ready to buckle out beneath me “It’s not the hook guy, it’s not the hook guy.” I whispered to myself over and over again as my knees knocked ready to collapse as I made my way down the stairs.

I nervously stepped towards the front door feeling suddenly like Bambi as I felt like the floor was going to swallow me whole. Reaching for the door handle lightning struck dancing through the glass and making it even seem closer through the frosted glass. I squeaked like a mouse, my heart thundering loudly in my ears like the heady drums at a concert and my hands and knees shaking like a trembling mouse.

I let go a heavy breath, my body scorching as I flicked my wrists trying to give myself a pep talk to find the courage. Suck it up sunshine, it isn’t the hook man I thought over and over again as I reached for the door and opened it. Pulling it open and brushing my hair aside I looked up out into the rain to see who my guest was.

I gasped as I met his deep molten eyes; here he was standing on my front porch drenched from getting here in the rain. I felt so breathless as my heart leaped; his gaze was making me feel dizzy and intoxicated as he looked down at me breathing raggedly, like he’d just ran a race. He looked so utterly sexy, his hair all wet and clinging to his face, his clothes doing similar as I admired the site of his muscles through his shirt and his eyes blazing – who knew the drowned rat look was utterly so ruggedly sexy?

“Liam,” I whispered stunned, sounding dazed “what are yo-“

Liam reached out curling his fingers in my shirt as he took a step forward at the same time as pulling me to him, our chests crashing just at the same time as our lips crashed together. I gasped against his lips as my dry and now warm body was falling into his cool wet body making me shiver. For only a second did I stand shock until I was utterly melting into his clutches, my arms wrapping up and around his neck and in his drenched to the scalp hair.

Liam moaned into the fiery hot kiss as his hand in my shirt kept tugging on it and the other curling in my warm dry hair, knotting right down to the roots as he held me into the passionate kiss at the back of my head. My head was spinning around me as my mouth fell open into a kiss that left me breathless, the room spinning and my body utterly chaotic, I felt as if I was lit on fire. There was this burning inferno within me that had me itching, itching with this burning desire that left me breathless.

Gently but also with a fiery edge Liam edged me backwards, back into the warmth and the sudden sanctuary this house suddenly provided me. I was sure that I’d topple back and melt into the floor, my legs felt like jelly as I swayed in his clutches. I could distantly hear the sound of the front door shutting but it was overruled by the defiant drumming of my heart, ready to leap through my chest. I felt at risk of an explosion.

I stumbled back a little bit, my back finding a wall and my head thunking loudly against it. My lips fell from Liam’s as I giggled childishly. Liam’s face still pressed close to me watched me with these dark hooded eyes, his hand reached up to massage the back of my head where I’d knock the wall. My head began to lull backwards into his touch, greedy for his cherishing touch. His free hand caught my throat gently and yet firmly, halting me for succumbing further. There was a large sound of a breaths intake and I realized it was mine as his lips found the column of my throat – any touch there made me ticklish.

I gasped loudly as he continued to assault me, his lips ran in torrents down the delicate column of my throat, nipping and sucking at the blazing flesh. My embarrassing and shaky pants filled the still and dark room and I only kept arching further and deeper into his touch, my body silently pleading for more, for all. I’d never felt so fragile and invincible at the same time, like any moment his touch would shatter just as I was feeling like I could touch the moon.

My fingers curled in the buckle and loop of his jeans, Liam responded to my plea with a husky hungry growl. His hands reaching for my hips hoisted me up making me squeal softly in reply. My legs shot out and coiled around his waist as he pressed me deeper up against the wall, I could feel every ridge against him and even more so I could feel myself most intimately pressed against him. The touch alone of him pressed into my pelvis had me wanting to cry out, I felt sensitive and desperate, hungry and blazing. I’d never felt so close and yet so far away to what I wanted.

My chest rose and fell shakily, panting as Liam continued his attack along the delicate part of my flesh. His lips danced and yet drove with a hunger along my sternum and collarbones, to than travel back up the expanse of my throat and right back to my ears. His lips and teeth not to mention his tongue was pure sin, he was pure sin. And I wanted to bathe in every last drop and essence of his sinfulness.

A sudden shiver whirled through me as his cool hand slid under my shirt and rested on my bare stomach, his thumb massaged into the skin almost soothingly as he nibbled on my chin. I squirmed against him restless, restless because I was torn between enjoying what I was receiving and yet also feeling like I'd been forced into to torture. I wanted to be sated, I wanted this hunger to vanish and most importantly I wanted Liam.

I clung to him tighter, almost squeezing the life out of him as his tongue curled around the shell of my ear. I whimpered softly under his electrifying touch, my hands curled tightly around his own, the one on my hips and the one under my shirt. With a desperate insatiable plea I gripped his hand under my shirt and tugged it higher, begging for more. Liam, unsure as to if it was too fast and giving me the chance to deter pulled my pajama singlet up and over my head leaving me in my small boy shorts and my scanty black bra.

I wiggled and squirmed some more under his gaze, my chest rising and falling sharply as he looked down at my bare skin and thin bra for sleep. Those scorching eyes only lowered some more to travel further over my flat stomach and to my hips and pelvis which were pressed firmly and intimately against him. It was scary knowing that what was going to satisfy me in more ways than one was only beneath the fabric of us, it was the thought alone that had me shivering wantonly as I grounded myself even tighter to him some more.

His lips trailed from my ears right down my body, my body seized and shuttered with anticipation. I knew the trail he was following and suddenly the scorching nibbles and sucks against my jaw, chin and throat as he grew further south of my body just wasn’t enough. He ran his tongue from my sternum down into my cleavage and I gasped, my hips shaking. My fingers clawed into his hair praying to be anchored as I flew only higher and higher with molten need.

I cried out as finally his tongue slid out and curled around the bud of my breast, my back arched and my body shook. His mouth suddenly fiercely hungry after first taste encased the breast hungrily, feasting upon it with such intoxication. My breath caught and shook as I began to pant harder and my eyes closed tight trying to hold onto the most exotic and painful feeling of being so close and yet not close enough. My throat constricted under the wave of pleasure as he continued to feast, I hated to think of how I’d react if my bra wasn’t on.

My back hit the wall a little harder in shock and surprise as his fingers slid under the band of my bra to continue to assault me. My hips tightened as I trapped the swelling him between my legs and with a whimper I grinded my hips. That one grind turned into another, and soon I was grounding myself against him, feeling his swollen and thick length through the jeans as I tried to find this release that would set me free. My toes curled around his back as my fingers knotted deeper into his hair, my back arching further into his mouth so that he could take a greater fill.

“Liam.” I begged wildly my head lulling back against the wall as I rocked my hips against him once more, weeping.

I listened to him grunt against the rock of my hips, them getting harder and wilder. He ran one last tantalizingly slow lick up the tightened bud of my breast before he returned to nibble on my chin. I could feel his gaze upon me, the intense gaze that left me spineless with my head lulled back and my eyes shut in tortured bliss. It made the moment more erotic and intimate as he watched the waves of bliss crash over me.

My back clashed with the wall harder this time at the taunting feel of Liam’s hand slowly sliding under the waistband of my shorts. His cool skin against my own skin that was alight and blazing had me shuddering and melting. His fingers slid so slowly, as if he knew how torturous it was, it only made me squirm more. His fingers curled under the band of my panties and with one slow stroke he ran his finger in a ‘come hither’ motion through my most delicates.

I cried out loud at the same time Liam cursed softly under his breath, his fingers instantly and already coated in a glistening sheen. I felt so swollen and sensitive, another mewl passing my lips as he ran his fingers along the swelling drenched folds once again. My fingers curled and buried deeply into his shoulders, piercing the skin and yet not once did he deter. He took the silent indication and delved further into me, those long thick fingers exploring deeper into me as I rocked and shook.

A cleansed feeling bathed over me as he continued to touch and pleasure me, the last one that had touched such regions – besides me – was Falan. After that horrendous incident I had felt so dirty and unclean despite how much I tried to clean myself and feel pure again. But I simply wasn’t pure; my virginity had been taken away from me in a disgusting mistake that I would never forget and always regret. I had felt unsettled and itching like when you’re covered in grime and need a shower, but with Liam there touching me now, it was like he was cleaning me, I felt finally in a sense pure, innocent and cleansed. From now on I would at least know that Falan wasn’t the last one to touch me in such places – the thought alone had me close to weeping with joy.

I hissed in a sharp breath of pleasure, my fingers tightening on his shoulders as one of his long thick fingers slid into me, finally. My body arched and grounded my hips into his palm. Liam’s gaze continued to watch me, his eyes burning right through me to my soul. I shivered under the thought of his gaze on me as his thick finger filled me only to be filled by a second finger. My body responded and clung around him tightly, strangling those fingers as he gently allowed me to adjust. All I could think right in that moment was even how perfect and full I felt with just those few fingers.

“Is this okay?” Liam husked, his voice thick as it rumbled against me.

“Uh-huh.” I whimpered, my body seeming to arch only greater.

Liam’s teeth nipped at my pulse upon my throat causing a sharp gasp to leave my feeble lips, his tongue soon coated and washed the sting aside. His lips crawled higher as he began to pump his fingers deep within me, every ridge and edge pushing me that little bit further each time. Every movement and friction hit me like a tenfold, right down to my toes curling tightly in the back of his shirt and jeans.

His pace picked up and I clenched around him, my stomach knotted and I could feel something building. It started off as a flickering flame. I felt like the breath had been knocked out of me and everything was restricting and closing in. My body shuddered under the intensity of it all, my heart galloping and ready to runaway. My nails were biting into his flesh, my toes curling, and my body moments from coming undone.

“Christ Mel,” Liam moaned, his fingers stroking my insides “you’re so wet.”

I could only moan in response my head falling onto his shoulder as I curled myself into him. I clawed to him greatly, fearing to be let go let alone to be pushed over this gigantic edge on my own. I wanted Liam with me every step of the way, only Liam.

“Shhh sweetie.” Liam cooed in my ear as if knowing exactly what I craved and feared, brushing his lips against my ear.

My hips tightened around his hand greater, squeezing the circulation out of it. His pace quickened and every stroke left me breathless with anticipation, there was no pattern or rhythm and that only made it even the more erotic and daring. I felt spineless in his clutches, melting into his embrace as greedily I inhaled his spicy scent. He promised me this security and warmth I’d never felt once before in my life, it left me so invigorated and blissfully confident within this body.

My hands slid under the back of his shirt, crawling up as they curled into his embrace at his back electing a sexy groan from Liam’s lips pressed to my ear. Pulling me up tighter to him, pressing me against him like we were one he drew the both of us up the stairs, not skipping a beat. His free hand that wasn’t tugging at my breath cupped the back of my head running in tendrils through my hair as he climbed the stairs.

He continued cooing and crooning sweet encouraging nothings in my ear, his hold never wavering. His pace picked up suddenly making me mewl into his ears, numerous sounds passing through my swollen lips as my hips rocked into his palm. The coil in my stomach only seemed to tighten, my heart lodged in my throat leaving me winded before my body tense and I came undone, with one fierce stroke I fell apart in his arms. My body shattered and shuddered, my body unraveling in his hands, undulating upon his touch with his name leaving the tip of my tongue.

I melted into his side to the point I did not even know where I began and he finished, I whimpered softly, curling into him and snuggling. He continued to stroke me gently, my body quaking and shaking still even though I’d fallen over that ledge. His fingers ran through my hair as he kissed my temple, leaving his lips pressed there. I felt cherished in that moment, the fact alone that he was giving and wasn’t taking said more than any words could.

Pressing my lips to his heart I held him close, I longed to be even closer to him. I had bared my soul to him by telling him he really did own my heart and yet it didn’t seem to be enough, I wanted him to see all of me, right through to my soul. I love this boy – no, man – with everything within me and I wanted to share every second of my life with him, I wanted him to know me body and soul. Why had it been so hard for me to realize that?

My fingers curled into the expanse of his chest as I felt myself being lowered backwards, falling. I yelped clinging to him like a koala bear, afraid of the fall. Liam’s hand captured one of my taught and desperate hands, placing a loving and soothing kiss to the palm “I’ve got you sweetie.” He cooed as he lowered me down.

My body found the bliss of my bed, a bed my mother had spent millions on and yet I never liked it. How could such a huge and rich bed bring anyone pleasure when they’re in it alone? In that moment though, with him crawling on top of me, cautious of his weight, I bathed in the bliss of it. How I sunk into the softness as if it was some white fluffy cloud, my body melted into it just like Liam and I melted and molded into each other, as one. I loved the feel of him above of me, hovering over me like some guard tower, promising for eternal safety.

I smiled softly up at him, blushing like a school girl as I thought of where one of those hands of his had just been. Ez had said that the books she read always told you that if that boy made you blush he was a keeper. Liam definitely was a keeper; he was mine to keep, forever. Suddenly shy I looked further down at my hands running over his body slowly, seeking every dip and crescent fall that the wet shirt he wore hid pitifully. My hands slowly and softly traced and drew lazily, and all I could think was how did I get so lucky?

How many girls had their very own prince charming save them? I prayed with every fiber of my body that each and every girl in the world had their prince charming coming to their rescue in their life at least once and in some way. Oh how we girls deserved to be swept off our feet and saved.

A finger curled under my chin, my eyes danced up the expanse of his chest to capture his own dark hooded gaze. The look in his eyes was enough to catch my breath, my heart skipping a beat as he flashed me such a tender and loving stare. How could one glance make one girl feel so beautiful, so sure?

“I’ve waited for you for a million years.” He murmured softly his nose nodding against mine just as his lips captured my own.

I sighed dreamily into the kiss, his exotic taste exploding upon my tongue. I felt like an addict, intoxicated and addicted to his taste alone. This was all I needed to survive. My hands greedily slid under his shirt once more, my fingers running lazily along the heavenly panes of his body. A soft moan caught in the back of his throat as I giving him a teasing squeeze, he buried himself deeper into the kiss. My head curled back further and the kiss depended, our mouths opening wide as Liam’s tongue snaked through his taste only creating a more intense explosion.

I responded eagerly to the kiss, I pressed myself into the kiss and Liam, molding my body to his so we became our own. My fingers sought eagerly for the edge of his shirt before I was tugging it up his body, revealing an inch of luscious skin as I went. My gaze was than distracted by the sight of the glory that I was than revealing, it’s not like I hadn’t seen Liam shirtless and bare before. I’d seen him multiple occasions so, especially at Erin’s house walking around in boxers in the early morning. But this was an occasion were I didn’t have to hide in Ez’s room ‘till the coast was clear or where I wasn’t allowed to make it clear just how enticed I was. But now…well, now I could drool all I want.

I threw his shirt eagerly somewhere in the corner of my room; distantly I could the sound of Liam’s soft chuckle. But I was too busy bathing in the heavenly glory of his sculpted panes of his body, his abs and pecs, not to mention he had those glorious ‘V’ hip muscle definition. Guys with them always had me frothing like some wild animal in heat. My hands fingers ran lazily and adoringly along every ridge and crevice, I could do this all day. I wondered absent mindedly what they could possibly taste like.

The sudden warm breath on my skin instantly had me shuddering as it tickled my skin. Instantly the bud of my breasts budded again under the breath, responsive and tight as they ached to be sustained. Noticing, Liam’s fingers tugged on the strap of my bra as agonizingly slowly tugged my strap off my shoulder that soon followed by my bra. Inch by inch my body was shown to him, I thought I’d feel vulnerable and scared but in that moment I’d never been so sure of what I wanted, who I wanted. He seemed almost entrapped as he started down at me, his gaze hooded and dark with an emotion I’m starting to comprehend, learn – love.

My bra was soon joining his shirt across the room making me giggle impishly as he watched me with a crooked grin. Leaning in he nudged my nose with his murmuring softly to me “You’re so gorgeous.”

“You’re so sweet.” I quipped back, my toes curling and tugging in his damp jeans.

Liam husked a chuckle as he ran his index finger down the column of my throat. My body shuddered under his touch and I swallowed roughly and loudly under his taunting finger. He knew it damn well too if the tipped to his lips told me anything. My pulse was thundering against his finger as it traced lower and goose bumps graced my skin. My body reacted boldly as my toes curled, my nipples tightened and my breath caught.

Liam’s sinful mouth soon rained kisses down upon me, his mouth tracing and seeking out every inch of my silk ridden skin. A blissful sigh passed through my lips as his lips crept over my ribcage, the whisper of those warm lips eliciting a shiver from the tip of my crown right down to my toes. It didn’t take long for that wicked lips and tongue of his to travel their back to my aching breasts, his lips curling around one agonizingly slow and his fingers plucking at the other.

I couldn’t decide if this was heaven or hell, was this pleasure or pain? My body arched and succumbed into his taunting touch, begging for more. My toes curled into his jeans as he possessed my entire form, my body melting into the sheets as he made me writher. I wanted him so badly that it hurt, it terrified me not just how much I wanted him but needed him. I was throbbing with desires, such a burning desire that I squirmed demanding more. My panties were once more drenched again and so quickly, I was slick with wanton yearning. I ached to be filled once again, that feeling of being full and wholesome, for that euphoria pleasure to crash over me.

My feet and hands hastily and anxiously leapt for the zip of his jeans trying to eliminate the treacherous barrier. Such a task was almost impossible with someone feasting upon your body with adore. The way he made me feel with that slick tongue and scorching mouth there simply were no words. He was pushing me closer and closer to the ledge but I desperately wanted more, I wanted to feel closer to him.

Liam’s jeans soon hit the floor as his teeth nipped my tip; I gasped arching my back wildly “Liam.” I begged breathlessly before his tongue laved at the sting.

He hummed in response, the vibrations going from my nub right through me to my core leaving me with gentle spasms. His mouth and hands left my swollen and aching breasts, with one final lick his mouth travelled further south. His lips brushed back down over my ribs, his tongue stroking each bone and indention as he slid down the arched slope. His tongue slid into my belly button and I whimpered at how erotic such an act could feel when I thought it’d simply feel weird. Oh how I was wrong, it had my spine shattered into a million pieces.

Lazily he made his way slower down ‘till his fingers were curled around the waistband of my tiny sleepwear shorts. Slowly, as if to cherish and take in the moment Liam slid my cotton shorts down my legs. The touch of the soft cotton sliding down my sensitive and alight flesh was toe curling making me shudder. It wasn’t until I felt the cool whisper of a breath against my most delicate parts did I realize that my panties had gone with my shorts. I held my breath in anticipation to only be disappointed.

Liam’s tongue ran rather from the top of the inside of my thigh down to my knee making them buckle. If he did that whilst standing it would have been the end of me. His mouth and lips crawled further down my body, at the back of my knees right to the inside of my ankle. His tongue ran in circles on the joint at my ankle making me squirm faintly. Liam looked up at me from my toes at the end of my bed a grin upon his face.

I looked down at him with an impish grin upon my face as I ran my fingers through the sheets of my bed. I watched as his gaze lowered back to my toes and his grin turned devilish making me squirm “Liam.” I warned.

Liam dove, his mouth attacking the bottom of my foot and toes, his fingers tickling the sole of my foot. My legs shot out, Liam luckily missing the strike of my feet as I thrashed and squealed curling in on myself as he attacked me and tickled the breath out of me. “S-stop!” I squealed louder curling my legs up into a ball as I rolled onto my sides breathless.

Liam chuckled throwing himself behind me on the bed, lying behind me like we were spooning. I guess we were really. He sighed happily in amusement as he curled behind me, every inch of his entirely warm and bare body – aside his jocks – pressed intimately against every naked inch of myself. I blushed shyly at the thought as I looked over my shoulder at him through my low lidded lashes. Liam’s gaze – as always – already on me, the gaze so tender and intimate that it once again – as always – had me catching my breath.

Liam tipped the bottom of my chin up, I leant deeper into his hold before capturing his lips with my own. My hands slid from his forearm right up to twine my fingers with his as they cupped the side of the face. The kiss was slow but deep, it was tender and besotted that it left me breathless. In such a hold I felt so safe and whole, he kissed me like I was a tender jewel, his tender jewel.

It didn’t take long ‘till I was lost into this kiss, his firm and yet gentle lips upon my own. My heart tumbling and skipping a beat just as every inch of my body tingled and thrummed in response. It felt like electric currents were running through my blood stream and reviving me back to life. I gasped against his mouth, my breath catching and my lips freezing as his free hand slid between my legs. I had lost myself so deeply into this kiss that I hadn’t even noticed his wandering hands.

“Ahhh, Liam.” I moaned against his lips, my body tensing up under his touch.

“Shhh gorgeous.” He crooned to me, his finger running in agonizing circles around my clit.

I whimpered, pressing my lower half tighter into him desperately pleading for him to quench that ache. One touch alone and I was drenched like being caught in a thunder storm. His fingers slid inside of me and a feeble moan left my lips as I arched into his fingers. Liam murmured hotly in my ear his encouragement and praise as I grinded into his hand, his warm breath tickling the shell of my ear as he nipped and licked at the back of it. I couldn’t deny how sexy that was, if anything it had me undulating on his fingers even more, they were slick with my pleasure.

My breath caught as he picked up his pace. I ached to be filled, sated and pleasured. My body shuddered around him but I only wanted to writher more, it just simply wasn’t enough. I ached so painfully that I didn’t care how he took me, it didn’t matter how hard or fast I just needed him like I needed oxygen to breathe.

My free hand slid down and over his hip before sliding under the waistband of his jocks. My lips tipped up as Liam tore his lips from my own, hissing a husky curse. My hand found the destination and my fingers slid down lower to curl around him, or at least try. Liam made a sound between a moan and a grunt as I slid my hand down his shaft to only draw it back up again. Liam shuddered faintly as he nibbled on my neck and ear, his face nuzzled and buried in my hair as he breathed hotly against my thrumming flesh.

My fingers slid down once again and I could feel the dampness coating the tip of him and now my fingers. I couldn’t believe how hot and heavy he was in my palms, the feel of his silken steel rod had an excited shiver racing through me right to my curling toes. The very thing I held in my hands was soon going to bring me such tremendous pleasure that it left my thoughts and vision cloudy. How could something that is meant to bring tremendous pleasure be so dauntingly large at the same time?

I couldn’t lie and say I’d never seen a guys member before, after all I wasn’t a virgin. However, despite seeing and even feeling one before it was still fresh and new, it was after all with someone different. Not only was it with someone else but it was also with someone so important, someone I loved. If anything it made this moment more special and yet also more nervous, I filled with anxiousness and questions of doubt. What happens if I wasn’t good enough for him? Would he be disgusted at the reminder that I wasn’t a virgin? Could sleeping together ruin all that mystery and love if it totally flunks?

I couldn’t recall in my drunken state of mind much with Falan, just snippets came to my mind when I loved to scar myself. It was like a terrible nightmare. So it wasn’t like I could compare much but I wasn’t naïve either, hell not even Erin was naïve with those books she picked up. I knew well and truly that Liam was a good size and build, length and width would keep any girl sated and content. But it also depended on how he used it and I was absolutely positive he’d have me squirming and gasping under a second.

Liam’s hands left my curling body and I practically whimpered with a pout. His hands moved earnestly down to my jocks, pulling them down and aside earnestly. His breath was faintly ragged with excitement and the aching pleasure I had bought upon him. I waited impatiently with anticipation and a mixture of excitement and nerves. The sound of his jocks hitting the floor filled the room with finality.

His arm slid over my waist lazily, his warm skin running tauntingly along my skin making me shuddered. Leaning in closer to me and molding his front to my behind once again Liam butterflies a bundle of whispered kisses along my arm running along the top side of my body. His mouth speckled up passed my elbow and over my shoulder to than move on up to nibble on my ears with cute little nibbling sounds. I giggled pushing myself back into him as I squirmed at his tantalizing touch, his warm ticklish breath, not to mention his cute sounds and spicy manly scent.

“Are you ready sweetie?” he husked at the back of my ear.

I curled my head back so I could look him right in the eyes, I watched him loving the way those gorgeous eyes of his danced all across my face and body in complete adore. I loved the way he looked at me in such a tender yet intense way, as if I was the only girl in the entire world. I didn’t think a look like that was quite possible let alone to be laid on me.

I looked up at him under my lashes the moment so still and tender, I nodded gently running my fingers down the side of his face “I love you.” I whispered softly as if that was an answer enough and it was, it meant everything, especially coming from me.

Liam’s lip curled up tenderly “I’ve been waiting to hear those words leave those luscious lips of yours my entire life.”

I smiled faintly “I’m sorry I kept you waiting.” I whispered honestly running my fingers through his hair, why hadn’t he given up on me? The answer was simple; love.

“You were definitely worth the wait.” He murmured roughly and just like that he thrusted into me.

I gasped sharply, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as he entered me. Thick and full were my first thoughts. I spread my legs further apart as I let my head fall back onto Liam’s arm that he used as a pillow. He groaned loudly in my ear placing a kiss there as he paused for a moment, I may not be a virgin but it didn’t mean that the second time you had sex wasn’t going to hurt. My body was still tight and I still needed adjusting and that’s exactly what Liam was doing, allowing me to adjust to the strain against my walls.

“So tight.” He breathed hotly in my ears nibbling on it as his other hand slid over my hip to palm my breast.

I gasped softly consumed by the pleasure hitting me left right and centre, my body wrapped tightly around him like a vice grip. My body gradually relaxed and I highly believed that was because he was making me melt into him as he tweaked and palm my breasts naughtily, his thumb plucking at the sensitive tight buds of my breasts. Liam moaned lowly and sexily in my ear Liam slid deeper into me making me shudder as he brushed against my clit, this position had him stroking all new areas that no one had ever reached to before.

My gaze was lidded as in a daze I watched Liam stroke deeper into me, his hips thrusting forward as he sunk in through my parted folds. I shivered at the erotic sight of him sliding in and out of me agonizingly slow. I felt spineless in that moment; I thought I knew what it meant before to feel pleasure, fullness and desire. I had no idea. The length and width of him filling me up was like coming home, so thick and full it left me feeling harmonized.

That trickling fire was back again, it had started dimly but when Liam’s hips drew out to only glide back in as he buried himself back into me it only built. The fire was growing, its blaze building to a tantalizing peak. I was breathless as his hips rolled and he filled me to all I could feel was safe. It was like coming home. I was breathless and panting as he toyed with my body and toyed with my heart.

Liam’s rough and yet gentle thumb plucked at the nub of my breast and I gasped spreading my legs wider apart as I curled my top leg over his hip so he could delve deeper. I’d never felt such pleasure before, I honestly couldn’t put it into words. I panted sharply as he continued to send me to heaven, my lips seeking his until they were claimed in such a fiery and passionate kiss leave me entirely breathless.

We fit together like clay, molded and sculpted together to the point of godly perfection. This was perfection. Utter glory. It was in that moment as I fell into a moment of pure tranquil, our love leading the way, that I realized that I hadn’t put all my faith into Liam. No, Liam had always earned and held my faith. I realized as our hips met in perfect harmony that I was finally putting my faith and trust not into Liam but into love, true love.

My lips parted wider as I moaned in the back of my throat, Liam’s tongue thrusting deeper as he greedily tasted me. We kissed as if it was the last time we’d ever kiss and the first. Liam’s hips moved and thrusted quickly from behind me, his hand clutching my breast tighter as if he was hanging onto me for dear life. The feel of him dragging against my tender walls and delving so deep into me I truly believed he was touching my spine.

My hips were soon moving back to meet his deep hard thrusts and my stomach was coiling tight with such bliss. I was panting breathlessly against his lips, breathless mewls of pleasure also following afterwards as I wrapped tightly around Liam. I whimpered softly needing so much more as my hands curled and wrapped around Liam’s wrist, attached to the hand palming my breast. I clung to him tightly as I ached to reach that edge, I could feel it falling upon me but it simply just wasn’t enough. I needed that fiery electric explosion where I couldn’t walk straight for weeks.

Liam moaned lowly, the sound so exotic that I could only answer with another whimper “Tell me again sweetie, say it again.” He urged me with a strained husky voice.

“I love you.” I breathed haggardly, a part of me just knowing what he wanted to hear, what he needed to hear “I love you so much.”

“Fuck I love you.” He growled in me his hips pace moving so quick and hard that he delved straight into me, burying deep.

I whimpered in response, my heart skipping another beat out of the many as the breath was knocked out of me from those powerful thrusts. My head lolled back down onto the bed as I couldn’t find the strength to keep my head up, I felt like all my bones were being disintegrated. The coil tightened in my lower stomach even more as my body thrummed and hummed, screaming as they grew closer, oh so much closer.

Liam’s face lowered into the curve of my neck breathing heavily against my skin, his warm breath enough to make me shiver. He whispered praise and encouragement in my ear, whispering these things only had my body burning more. Who knew I liked talk in the bedroom? His teeth would nibble and suck around the sensitive and delicate areas of my ear and the back of my neck making me squirm and gasp more.

A sharp gasp left my lips though as his other hand that was once my pillow ran in circles at my clit. Both hands were now working beautifully as if working an instrument to play a marvelous melody. His hands were palming and tweaking at my stiff buds, circling and plucking them like chords. Whereas his other hand were doing the exact same down south, becoming slick and painted with my pleasure as his pace seemed to only quicken with such fiery precision. His sinful mouth nibbled on my flesh as he crooned words to me that left me throbbing and flushed.

I was nearly there, just in reach I realized as my stomach tightened.  I gasped and mewled loudly, burying my face into the sheets as my toes curled into Liam’s hip and the sheets. My body was slick heavily with sweat as I became breathless. The small fire had turned to a burning inferno that was any moment about to swallow me whole, I didn’t know how much I could take. Liam’s pace and touched on me turned rougher if anything and yet it was still a tender rough, his pace quick and powerful in more places than one leaving me dizzy and dazed.

Liam’s teeth nipped at the nape of my neck and I whimpered in response as I strangled the life out of him, my body becoming more and more taut “Let go sweetheart, just let it all go.” He crooned hotly in my ear with a husk, my nails biting around both of his wrists.

With that final nip at the back of my neck and that rough thrust deep into me I came crying out his name, tightening around him. My nails dug into his flesh of his wrists holding on for dear life as I tightened and then let go, falling apart around him. His name left my numb swollen lips that felt torn and battered but in a good way as I writher and spasm around him after tensing and letting the winded up coil release. I fell apart, drenching him in my bliss as I was pushed over that edge and my heated body dropped into the blissful cool waters. Pleasure rained down all upon me.

Liam groaned loudly, sounding so husky and sexy as he pulled my face back and attacked my swollen lips with his. I whimpered against his lips as he continued thrusting wildly into me as he yet to reach that cliff and join me. My lips fused to his as my fingers delved tightly into his hair, he sank deeper and deeper back into me and before I knew it and unprepared I was thrown back over that edge. Liam this time joined me as we were thrown into the throngs of love and bliss and he released himself deep within me as my name this time left his lips.

We laid there with Liam’s body draped over mine, our body’s slick with sweat as he lay still deep within me. We panted breathlessly the breath knocked out of us, the sound of our heavy breathing the only thing filling the silence. My body felt heavy and weak as if I lost all my bones and insides and if I tried to stand I’d collapse. My tongue was numb and unmoving, even talking seemed to be impossible as we tried to catch the breath and wait for the calm. My body kept twitching and shuddering at the faintest movements, my body oh so sensitive and aware.

Liam moaned softly in my ear as we fell slowly back down from our high, feeling somewhat like a feather as it glided back down to planet earth. Wrapping his arms around me and pulling out of me he rolled me around so that I was curled into him, front to front. I sighed dreamily as I nuzzled up underneath his chin feeling so blissfully happy and content. A lazy smile slid upon my lips as he kissed the crown of my head and then my forehead, nose and then to brush delicately against my lips.

Liam sighed happily in content “I love you.” He whispered into my ear, placing another kiss to the side of my hair.

I hummed softly back in response, curling deeper into him until every inch of my thrumming body was pressed to him. I pressed my lips to his heart softly, a whisper of a kiss “I love you too.” I chorused back.

There was an utterly peaceful silence in these four walls as we laid in each other’s arms, besotted and content with each other, finally. There were no more false pretenses, guards and there were no more lies of our feelings. We were bared heart, body and soul and I’d never felt so close to anyone. Luckily to me I felt this closeness to the person who owned my heart. Love didn’t scare me in this moment, it lifted me up, it gave me hope and it gave me simply meaning.

Outside these four walls the storm was still raging with high winds and thunder but in these four walls I felt safe and sound. Nothing could break through and destroy this, in this world – our world – everything was perfect as long as I stayed wrapped up in his arms and love.

“Gorgeous?” Liam hummed softly into my ear, tickling it making me squirm. His lips tipped up against my ear, I could feel it.

“Mmmm?” I hummed back my eyes still fluttered shut in euphoria.

“Tomorrow morning don’t make breakfast okay?” he murmured softly in my ear.

“Why?” I whispered back smiling at our inside joke “You still don’t like my cooking?”

He chuckled softly, his chest shaking making my head bobble to our amusement “No.” he murmured back simply “I just want to wake up beside you for the first time.”

My heart skipped a beat at his touching words, oh how they made my body hum and my heart tug. How could someone be so honestly perfect and beautiful? How did I become so lucky? If anyone could get me to believe in love and put my faith in true love and the beauty of the treasures and rich glory of love it’d have to be Liam, only Liam.

“As long as it’s not the last.” I hummed back softly nuzzling into his exotic scent and touch some more, his warmth encasing me like a cocoon and bringing a still of security and safety to me. My very own lighthouse.

Liam’s fingers glided through my hair “There’ll never be a last.” He vowed softly “As long as you own my heart there’ll never be a last.”

I sighed dreamily as I kissed the spot above his heart “You own mine too. You know that, right?” I murmured softly needing him to know I wasn’t scared anymore, not with him by my side.

“I know.” He murmured back softly “I keep it right here.” He murmured pressing my hand it to the spot I had just kissed after brushing his lips across the back of my palm.

I couldn’t help but giggle softly “Oh god! We’ve turned into Eli and Erin!” I giggled softly into his neck.

Liam chuckled softly running his fingers up and down my back following my spine. I shuddered wildly at that as he smiled “Don’t deny it, you love it.”

“I love you.” I clarified softly as I yawned softly before curling into him and nuzzling like a kitten.

Liam sighed in delight watching me as if I was the most adorable thing. His next words supporting my thoughts “Go to sleep cutie, I’ll be here in the morning.” He murmured softly, brushing his lips across my drooping closed eyelids.

I buried myself deeper into his warm embrace and before I knew it I was sinking into a heavenly abyss. The storms and frightening thunder outside forgotten because I knew, no matter what, my very own knight in shining armor would be there right beside me throughout the night and many more to come. Protecting me; heart, body and soul.

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