Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
I always believed that Liam could rule the fucking world if he wanted. At the very least he could definitely rule mine. But every last bit of my believing in him didn’t mean a thing if he didn’t believe it himself.
That’s what had held me back, time and time again. That was the thorn that always kept me from moving forward. A dull pain that I couldn’t ignore.
Tonight, Liam had shown me that it wasn’t there anymore, and I was proud of him in a way I’d never known I could be. Watching someone I loved finally take the reins in his own life was like seeing a flower bloom for the first time in years.
Being able to trust that Liam was on the right path—even if it might be a long one—was all that I wanted.
I was completely lost in him again, kissing up his thigh until my face was nuzzled right by his cock. I ran my tongue along it, all the way from the base to the tip.
He let out a long, slow moan, gripping my hair in his fingers again.
“There’s that sensitivity again,” he said, his cock jumping at the contact.
“I gotta admit, I love how sensitive you are now,” I said, dragging my fingertips along the velvety skin of his shaft.
“Because you like when I come in ten seconds flat?”
“Mmm,” I hummed. “That’s hot sometimes, too. But I like when you’re desperate for it.”
“Fuck,” he whispered. A small bead of precum gathered at his tip and I licked it up and made his body shudder in place. “This is why I can’t be in front of the camera anymore, anyway.”
“Why? You think you’d come too quick?”
“I know I would,” he said. “Especially if it’s with you.”
“Some people would be into a cowboy making somebody come quick,” I said. “I know I am.”
I finally took his cock into my mouth, sliding all the way down and pulsing my tongue against him. Liam moaned, sinking his body against mine.
“Jesus fucking Christ you’re good at that,” he murmured. A small glimmer of pride formed inside me, warming me even more.
I loved when Liam complimented my skills. When a man had gotten porn star level blow jobs before and he complimented mine, there was no chance I wasn’t going to bask in the feeling.
And I was going to give him every bit of attention he deserved.
I stood up. Liam groaned immediately as I let go of his cock, pressing his fingertips into my skin.
“How could you stop?” he asked, the quiet desperation in his voice still completely irresistible.
I brought two of my fingers up, gently pressing them to his lips. And then, bless his fucking heart, he immediately parted his lips, taking my fingers into his mouth and sucking on them.
The sensation went straight to my cock. His tongue against my fingers may as well have been on my cock for how fucking crazy it made me.
“God.”
He hummed innocently, like he was trying to pretend he wasn’t on a one-man mission to make me explode. But I felt his tongue slide up to my fingertips again, swirling around, and I saw every bit of smolder in his eyes.
“You know exactly what you’re doing,” I said.
I let him suck on them for another few moments, watching his slicked lips slide against my skin and getting hard as a fucking rock in the process. Finally I gently pulled my fingers out of his mouth.
I kissed him. I was gentle enough that I knew it would torture him as I brought my two slicked fingers around to his ass. I gently swirled them around his hole, eliciting a long moan from him.
“It’s so good,” he whispered, his eyelids fluttering shut.
“Go bend over that loveseat and I’ll make it feel even better,” I said.
He couldn’t have moved any faster. He whipped around to drape his body over the loveseat and immediately his arm knocked into the glass of water, sending it flying all over the loveseat. The glass bounced off the chair and hit the ground, making a loud clatter.
“Fuck,” he hissed.
“It’s fine,” I said, glancing over and pushing the glass toward the wall with my foot. “The glass is still in one piece.”
“It’s dripping over here now—”
“Fuck it,” I said.
I took the sides of his body in my hands and pushed him up against the wall instead. He breathed in sharply, turning his head to the side to look back at me. I kissed him as I brought my fingers back to his hole, pushing gently against it.
“You need it so bad you aren’t even going to clean up,” Liam said, rocking his hips back against my fingers.
“Where is your lube?” I asked.
He moaned as I pressed gently into him with a finger.
“I don’t care,” he whispered. “Just get inside me.”
“I’m not going to hurt you,” I said.