The Ending I Want
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I slide my fingers into his hair, lifting his head so that he’s looking at me. “That was…”
“Amazing. Mind-blowing. Out of this world.” He grins.
“All those things and more. Thank you.”
His brows pull together. “You don’t have to thank me.”
“I know, but I do. I big, big thank you.”
He chuckles.
I bring my head toward his, softly kissing him.
The kiss quickly turns heated.
He’s still dressed and between my legs, and I need him naked. Now.
“Tell me I can fuck you,” he says, breathing heavily into my mouth.
“I thought that was already a given.” I smile against his lips.
Getting to his knees, Liam reaches back and pulls his T-shirt off over his head. We both go for his pants at the same time. Liam wins and takes them off.
He reaches over into his nightstand and gets a condom from the drawer. I watch as he rolls the condom onto his impressive length.
When he’s fully sheathed, he lifts his eyes to mine.
I lick my lips.
His expression darkens.
I part my legs.
He’s on top of me in seconds with his mouth back on mine, kissing me like his life depends on it. “I’ve wanted to do this from the moment you kissed me on the plane.” Then, he thrusts his cock all the way up inside me.
“Oh my God!” I cry out.
He stills inside me.
My body is adjusting to his size when he presses his nose to mine and stares deep into my eyes. “You feel so fucking good. Even better than I imagined.” His breath whispers over my lips.
I can feel his heart beating against mine while his cock is buried deep inside me.
I wrap my legs around him, my hands sliding up into his hair. “Fuck me, Liam. Now.”
His eyes flare, and he growls. He captures my mouth in a kiss, and he starts to fuck me.
His movements quickly become intense. He’s fucking me so hard that we’re moving up the bed with each thrust he gives.
Liam’s hand goes under my ass, lifting and tilting me.
He pulls his cock out to the tip and then slams back in. He hits so deep inside me that I scream.
His mouth is on my neck, kissing, and then I feel his tongue sweep over the shell of my ear, driving me crazy.
He kisses his way back to my mouth, and I’m turning my head to meet his lips, needing to kiss him more than I need air right now.
His tongue slides along mine, fucking my mouth as thoroughly as his cock is fucking me.
Liam groans, and it sounds like pure pleasure. It sends thrills racing through me, as I realize that I’m affecting him in this way.
“Tell me you’re close, babe, because I can’t hold off any longer. I wanted to last, but you’re just so fucking hot, and I waited too long to fuck you.”
I am close, but knowing how much he needs to come, I decide to aid the process along. I reach a hand between us and start to rub my clit with my fingers.
Liam stares down at my hand. “Fuck yeah. That’s it, touch yourself.” His eyes come back to mine. They’re all dark with lust. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Taylor.”
He thinks I’m beautiful?
He starts fucking me again with slow, drawn-out movements while I continue to rub my clit.
My second orgasm hits as hard as the first, and I’m coming like a rocket. “Liam!” I cry, my hand gripping his arm, nails digging in, as I ride out my orgasm.
“Jesus! Fuck! I’m…fucking…coming,” he groans.
Taking my mouth again, he kisses me through his orgasm, my own body still trembling with aftershocks.
And he keeps kissing me, long after he’s come, and I like it a lot.
The sex was out-of-this-world, but I like kissing him just as much. I’ve never been kissed the way Liam kisses me—so incredibly thorough. Like the kiss isn’t just a precursor to sex. He kisses me because he wants to.
“That was fucking amazing,” he says, brushing my hair back from my forehead. “If I’d known it would be that good, I wouldn’t have waited the last seven hours. I’d have for sure insisted on fucking in the airplane bathroom.”
I slap his ass, and he chuckles.
He kisses my lips one last time, and then says, “I’ll just get rid of the condom.”
He gets up off me, and I feel the loss immediately. It surprises me just how much.
I watch his sexy naked ass go into his bathroom. I hear water running, and then he emerges a few seconds later.
He climbs back onto the bed. Getting a blanket from the bottom of the bed, he covers us with it.
He places a kiss on my chest between my breasts. He cups one in his hand, running his thumb over my nipple, making me shiver.
“You have really great tits.”
I laugh.
He looks up at me, dark lashes fanning as he blinks. “What?”
“Nothing.” I smile. “You’re just different. Not like any guy I’ve ever met before.”
He smiles widely. “And you, Boston, are not like any other woman I’ve ever met before.”
I take that as a compliment, as I bet he’s met a lot of women.
Liam lifts up and softly kisses me on the lips. Then, he takes me in his arms.
I lay my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
“I’m really glad my meeting was canceled today.”
I glance up at him. “You weren’t supposed to be on that flight?”
“No, I was due to fly back tomorrow, but the meeting I was supposed to have today was canceled, so I decided to fly back. And I’m really fucking glad I did.”
“I’m glad you did, too. Guess us meeting was meant to be.”