my body
cries out for me to touch him. I don’t have to wait long as Liam grabs me by
the waist pulling me up against his hard body.
“You
walked the street in this?” he whispers into my ear.
“Yes”
“Don’t
do it again,” he warns me. “Next time you put what’s mine out on display like
this I’ll turn that sexy ass of yours pink.”
I
should be pissed he’s trying to control me but my pussy clenches in
anticipation. Would he really spank me? I’ve never been into that kind of thing
but I want to push him to do it. He leans in and kisses me angrily. He wants me
to know he’s serious, that he possesses all of me. But he doesn’t, he can’t
because I won’t allow him too. Whatever he wants from me physically I’ll
deliver to him. Emotionally, there's nothing there to give.
Liam
drags me into his apartment slamming the door behind him. He drags me over to a
large leather wingback chair in the middle of the living room and calmly sits
leaving me standing in front of him.
“Take
it all off. Leave the boots and your panties on,” he instructs.
I
stand a few feet away from him, his intense gaze urging me on. I slightly
spread my thighs as I inch the skimpy skirt up revealing a black lace v-cut
thong. I pull the stretchable material over my stomach and head and toss it across
the room. I reach behind my back to untie the strings holding my shirt on. As I
loosen the last strand the material drifts to the floor.
“Come
closer,” he shifts to the edge of his seat. “Turn around, bend over and touch
your toes.” He commands when I’m within inches of him. I do as he says without
hesitation, my ass now inches away from his face. His hand runs up my boots
resting at the top, caressing my thigh. He places his face between my legs, his
nose rubbing against the wet crotch of my thong.
“You
smell so good…I have to taste you.” He swiftly pushes my panties to the side
and envelopes my pussy with his hot tongue.
“Oh…Oh
God,” I suck in a breath trying to maintain my balance . My legs begin to tremble as his tongue draws circles around my clit. He slides
off the chair unto his knees, spreading my legs wider and positioning his head
between my legs to where I can see his hair poking out in between my legs. His
tongue begins thrusting in and out my pussy, I let go of my feet and grab hold
of his hair. The pleasure too intense, I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to
stand on my jelly legs.
He
returns to my throbbing clit lightly sucking on it. His finger replaces the
lost of his tongue inside me. He thrust his fingers in me rapidly while rolling
my clit with his tongue. Flashes of color burst behind my eyelids. I grip his
hair so hard I think I might rip some of it out. My legs give out as my climax
grips me.
“Liam!!
Oh God Liam!! I scream. He withdraws his finger and grips my hips with his hands,
holding me in place as I ride out my orgasm. Liam licks and sucks every last drop
of my essence. As I come down from my high I realize I’m on my knees on the
floor and Liam is standing over me-nude, his erection angry, turning the tip of
his cock almost purple in color.
He
reaches out his hand and I grab it letting him help me to my feet. He leads me
down a hallway past the room we were in last night to a door at the end of the
hall. He opens a door and reveals an expansive office with chic chairs and
large glass desk. He leads me to the desk, grabs me by the waist and sits me on
the edge of it. The cold glass feels good against my warm ass.
“I’ve
been thinking about fucking you on a desk since seeing you all prim and proper in
that little business outfit this morning.” He states.
He
leans in and kisses me, gentler this time, sucking on my bottom lip before letting
his tongue explore my mouth. His hands cup my breast engulfing them in heat. I
moan as he unexpectedly pinches my nipples. He rolls them between his rough
fingers sending jolts of electricity through my body. I break the kiss,