Not Yet Yours

Chapter 4

Chapter Four

L ast night was never meant to happen. Don’t get me wrong, I think Liam is smoking hot and normally, I would have made a move to fuck him long before last night. But I’m worried that it will be awkward between us now and it’s not like I can just not ever see him again. His brother is married to my best friend, which means socially, we are more than likely to end up being at some of the same events.

I glance over at him where he is still asleep beside me. I obviously can’t see the gorgeous blue of his eyes, but I can still see them in my mind and how good they look against his brown skin. He has amazing cheekbones and a square jaw that I want to run my hands along. God, why does he have to be so gorgeous? And have a body to die for? He has a six-pack, his chest is perfect, and his arms are just right, not comically muscled but big enough that wrapped in them, I feel safe and protected from the world. And don’t even get me started on his cock. I knew it would be big before we fucked or at least I thought it would be, but I wasn’t expecting it to be quite as big as it is. It’s amazing, such a tight fit and he sure knows what to do with it.

I can feel my pussy getting wet again as I lay thinking about Liam’s body and how his cock made me feel so full last night and how I came screaming his name twice in the same session. I started this morning thinking that last night shouldn’t have happened and now it feels like I’m already willing it to happen again. But I can’t let this keep happening. I don’t want a relationship and I don’t want to be the sort of girl who leads someone on. Especially someone who is kind of a friend. This would be so much easier if I didn’t like Liam as a person, but I do, and I really don’t want things to get messed up between us.

I decide the best thing for me to do is to slip out of bed and leave, and then surely Liam will know it was just a one-night stand, but then I remember that we’re in my room. Fuck. I should have got Liam to take me back to his room last night. It’s a bit late for that though. I decide to get up and go and take a nice long shower and hope that by the time I’m done, the sound of the water running has woken Liam up and he’s been the one to slip out and give me the hint. That really would make this so much easier. I sit up and start to push the duvet back.

“Good morning,” Liam says from beside me, his voice still thick with sleep.

So much for that plan then.

“Good morning,” I replied.

Liam stretches and yawns and as he stretches, the duvet slips down his chest a bit and shows me his amazing pecs. I swallow hard, trying and failing not to look at the bit of his body that is now on display.

“So last night was pretty cool, huh?” Liam says after he has finished his stretch. “Unexpected, but pretty cool.”

“It was,” I agree. Now comes the awkward part. I don’t want to say last night was a mistake as such because that sounds like I regret it and I don’t. I just don’t want to get into something, and I don’t think it’s fair for me not to say that. “But it’s probably not something we should do again. I mean don’t get me wrong, I had a lot of fun but I’m just not looking for anything right now.”

“Oh, so it’s like that is it? And there was me getting ready to ask you to marry me. Wow Harriet, how could you do this to me?” Liam says and my jaw drops, and I feel sick for a moment, but then his serious expression breaks, and he bursts into laughter. “I’m kidding. God your face. I’m not looking for anything either.”

“Oh,” I say, allowing myself to relax and laugh a bit. I’m feeling a little bit stupid for almost believing Liam had been about to propose to me but to be honest, I’m more relieved to hear that he’s cool with us being a one-night thing than anything.

“Look the way I see it, we are two good-looking, single people who like sex. It would have been almost rude of us not to have sex with each other,” Liam says.

“Well, when you put it that way, I would hate to be rude,” I agree.

“And on the subject of not being rude,” Liam says, and then he pauses while he rolls onto his side and props himself up on one elbow facing me. God, he’s so damned hot I can barely concentrate on what he’s saying to me. I kind of wish he would stop talking and just kiss me but that goes against the whole conversation we are having. “You know Cullen paid for a late checkout for all of the rooms of the wedding party, right?”

I shake my head. I had no idea he’d done that.

“Yeah, he did. So, it seems kind of a shame to waste that doesn’t it?” Liam says and the way he smiles at me as he says it leaves me in no doubt of what he means.

“Are you suggesting we have no strings attached sex because it would be rude to the hotel if we didn’t make the most of a late check-out?” I say, smiling at Liam in a way that I hope he knows means the same as him.

“That’s exactly what I’m saying,” Liam says. He leans closer to me and runs his lips lightly over mine and when he speaks again, his breath tickles my lips deliciously. “And we’ve established that we don’t want to be rude, so there’s really no other choice.”

The teasing touch of his almost kiss makes the decision for me. I couldn’t say no to him now even if I wanted to because my body is taking over my mind and judging by how wet I am, my body wants this really fucking badly.

I push Liam onto his back and straddle him. He moves willingly, letting me take control and I lean down and kiss him. He kisses me back with a hunger that turns me on even more. As I kiss him, I make sure my hard nipples graze his chest and tease him like he was teasing me earlier.

I pull my lips from his and run my tongue down his neck and then I kiss along his chest and down his stomach, scooting backward as I kiss my way down his body. I reach his cock, but I don’t put it in my mouth. Not yet. I’m in control here and I want to make this last. I kiss back up toward Liam’s chest again and he moans in frustration. I smile to myself and keep moving up his body.

I stop at his nipples, and I flick my tongue over one of them, and then the other one. As I do this, I lower myself so that Liam’s rock-hard cock is inside of my lips, running the length of my slit. I move my hips slightly so that I slide back and forth on him, letting him feel how wet I am for him.

I move my mouth from his nipples and kiss back up toward his neck, but I don’t get any further than that. Liam moans again and then his hands are on my hips, and he bucks his own hips and flips us so that suddenly, he is on top of me. He smiles down at me wickedly.

“So, you want to play huh?” he says in a low voice that sends a pulse of longing through my clit. “Turn over.”

He isn’t asking me to turn over, he’s ordering me to do it and the authority in his voice as he does makes me even wetter. I need to feel him inside of me now, but I know he’s not going to give me what I want quite so easily. He’s going to get payback for me teasing him. I eagerly roll over onto my front all the same though, ready to take whatever delicious torment he wants to give me.

Liam grabs my hips and pulls me up onto all fours. Delicious waves of anticipation flood me as he lifts me up. He reaches around to the front of my body with one hand and begins to massage my clit. It is already swollen and tender to the touch from last night and his touch is painful at first. I grit my teeth and bear the stinging pain and after a few seconds, the pain fades away, leaving only pleasure behind in its wake. It doesn’t take long before I’m once more on the edge of climaxing. But Liam has other ideas and as I get close to hitting my peak, he slows his fingers down until they are barely moving. The tiny movements send sharp shocks through me, but the intensity isn’t enough to push me over the edge and I need the release only an orgasm can give me at this point.

I moan and try to push myself back onto Liam’s fingers but the more I push myself back against them, the more he backs his hand away.

“Naughty, naughty,” he says when I keep trying to get him to increase the friction on my clit. I can picture the teasing smile on his lips as he says it.

I stop fighting him, accepting that I have to play it his way if I want to be allowed to come. I grit my teeth and allow him to tease me, bringing me closer and closer to the edge but still not quite letting me go over into oblivion. Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, he slams his cock inside of me without warning and I cry out at the feeling of amazing fullness that comes over me. I feel my pussy stretching to accommodate Liam’s cock as he moves it in and out of me, filling me all the way up with each hard thrust.

As he thrusts into me, harder and faster, the intensity of his fingers on my clit gets stronger and he moves his other hand to my breast and teases my nipple between his fingers and his thumb. The three points of stimulation are almost too much for me to bear, and I find that I can’t think anymore; I can only feel.

I hurtle into my orgasm at a neck-breaking speed and for a moment, I feel as though I’m floating above my body watching Liam fuck me. I can see Liam’s slick hardness pounding into me. The sensation only lasts a moment and then I’m back in my body and instead of seeing Liam fuck me, I can feel him fucking me and his cock inside of me feels so fucking good that it almost breaks me in the best possible way.

I feel my eyes rolling back in my head and all I can see is black, but I barely notice my lack of vision. Every muscle in my body goes taut and I can’t do anything, not even breathe. I perch there on all fours, the whites of my eyes showing and my mouth opening and closing as I try to suck in a breath, but my body doesn’t want vision or oxygen. It has everything it needs in that moment – Liam and his tantalizing cock and fingers.

Even as I come so hard I can’t breathe Liam’s fingers are still working me and he is still pounding into me. I feel as though I’m going to explode with pleasure and I fucking love it. My body tingles and zings and my clit is pulsing with pleasure. My stomach is contracting and waves of pleasure fly through it. My pussy is going wild, gripping Liam so tightly that I’m almost surprised he can move within me at all.

I have barely finished climaxing when another climax smashes over me and this time, I feel like it’s too much but it’s a delicious amount of too much and even though I say it’s too much, it can never be enough. Even as I come undone, I want more.

My back bows, my stomach almost touching the bed beneath me, and my head is thrown back, the tendons in my neck stretching. My neck stretches so far, it’s painful and I stay like that as pleasure assaults me. I feel myself gushing, liquid pleasure running from me and coating Liam.

I manage to suck in a breath, and I open my mouth to say Liam’s name but instead, an unintelligible scream bursts forth from me. It is a primal sound, that of an animal being taken back to its base desires and even though the noise comes from me, it doesn’t feel like a part of me, and it sends a shiver of deliciousness through me.

Now that I’ve sucked in a breath, it seems to break the spell and I can breathe again. My chest heaves as I gasp and pant, trying to pull as much air into my needful lungs as possible. My eyes roll back into their normal place, and I blink a couple of times in quick succession, and my vision returns. My arms collapse as my orgasm begins to fade and the rigidness leaves my muscles, and I find myself resting on my knees and my elbows, my ass in the air, my most intimate parts exposed for Liam.

Liam keeps pounding into me, although his fingers no longer massage my clit or my nipple. His hands are on my hips now and as he thrusts and I thrust with him, he pulls back on my hips, helping each of my thrusts to get him deeper and deeper inside of me.

With one final slamming thrust, Liam’s cock bounces off my cervix and with my name on his lips, he comes hard. I feel his cock pulsing and then a rush of warm wetness blasting out inside of me, and he holds my hips in place, keeping me filled to the brim with him as he calls out my name once more.

When he’s done, he slips out of me leaving me feeling empty and sated yet already craving more. I remind myself this can’t happen again, this was the last time for us, and from now on, sex between Liam and me will just be a treasured memory. At the moment, I don’t want that, but I know when I’m not post-orgasmic and I’m thinking rationally, it is exactly what I will want or at least what I know I have to have. So, I bite down on my lip to stop me from blurting out anything stupid.

“Well, I’d say we got Cullen his money’s worth for the late check-out, wouldn’t you?” Liam says from beside me and I huff out a laugh and he laughs with me, and I don’t actually think there will be any awkwardness between us the next time we both end up at the same event. I hope there won’t be. I do like Liam a lot and even though I can’t be with him romantically, it will be nice to have him in my life as a friend still.