Not Yet Yours

Chapter 32

Chapter Thirty-Two

Harriet

I push Liam backward until he’s leaning against the door he just shut. I kneel down in front of him, slip his boxers down and wait while he steps out of them and then kicks them away. I move closer to him and run my nails up and down his inner thighs. He moans at my touch, and I smile to myself.

I keep tickling his thighs, teasing him, making him want me more. When I can hear his moans of anticipation are beginning to turn into moans of frustration, I move one hand from his thigh and take hold of the base of his already hard cock. I don’t tease him with this part. I put his cock straight into my mouth and begin to suck on him, lapping up the pre-cum and tasting his deliciousness.

I take my hand back away from his cock, wanting to do all the work with my mouth. I lift myself up a bit and wrap my hands around the backs of Liam’s thighs to help keep my balance and then I go to town on his cock, my head bobbing up and down, sucking and licking and panting. Each time taking his full length further and further down my throat.

I can hear Liam’s moans and groans and curses above the sound of my slurping on him, and the sounds he makes turn me on so much that I’m dripping down my thighs. The sounds and my own desire spur me on to take Liam deeper into my throat and suck all along his full length. I do this a couple of times and I’m getting into the rhythm now.

I know Liam is really close to coming. His hands are slapping off the door he’s leaning on, and I am constantly swallowing pre-cum. I can feel his thigh muscles shaking beneath my touch too. Again, knowing how turned-on Liam is spurs me on and I work his cock like my life depends on it, running my tongue down the length of it and licking at the top of it like it is a delicious lollipop.

With a roar, Liam takes hold of my head in both of his hands and pulls his cock out of my mouth.

“I’m close,” he pants, his voice low and dripping with lust. “I want to come in your pussy.”

“Your wish is my command,” I say.

Liam takes my hands in his and helps me to my feet. When I’m standing, he pulls my body in toward his and presses me against him and then he kisses me, hard and so intense it’s almost unbearable, but in the best possible way.

As we kiss, Liam walks me toward his bed. When we reach it, he pulls his mouth from mine and pushes me backward. I fall onto the bed and scoot backward so he can get on with me. He follows me and kneels between my spread legs.

For a moment, he doesn’t do anything except drink in the sight of me. His eyes caress my body, drinking me in. Finally, he speaks.

“You’re mine, Harriet,” he says in a gruff, gravelly voice that he only uses in the bedroom. Hearing him say my name in that voice sends a wave of lust through me and I feel another rush of warm wetness between my legs. “Say it.”

“I’m yours,” I say.

“Say it,” Liam says again, louder this time.

“I’m yours,” I say, and I too speak louder this time.

Liam leans forward and he kisses me again.

“This pretty little mouth is mine,” he says, and then he takes my bottom lip between his teeth, nips it, and pulls on it.

It stings but in a delicious way and I arch my back, pressing my body against his. Liam releases my lip and runs his tongue down my neck and then he reaches my breasts. He sucks one and then he bites down on the nipple, not hard enough to really hurt, but hard enough to make me suck air in through my teeth, and this time, the arching of my back is involuntary. He releases my nipple from between his teeth and he moves his mouth to my other breast and does the same to that one. He releases it when I gasp and then he licks his way back up my body and plants a trail of kisses up my neck and back to my mouth where I receive his kiss and meet it with hungry kisses of my own.

I am so ready to feel him inside of me. I lift my legs up and wrap them around him and I reach down between us and take hold of Liam’s cock. I line it up with my opening and I can feel Liam smiling against my mouth. He pulls his mouth from mine.

“Someone is eager,” he says.

“I need to feel you inside of me,” I say breathlessly.

“My pleasure,” Liam says.

He smiles down at me and then he rubs his lips across mine and slams his cock inside of me. He fills me exactly the way I told him I wanted, in one long, hard thrust and I gasp as I stretch for him, taking all of him in.

As soon as he bottoms out, he starts to move, his thrusts start out long and slow and with each one, he comes almost all the way out of me and then plunges back into me again. It feels amazing and each thrust feels like the first one. I love the feeling of my pussy stretching to let Liam in and I love the way his slow, almost lazy thrusts run over my g-spot and bring it to life.

I move in time with Liam and each time he rubs over my g-spot, I get a little bit closer to climaxing. As we move, I clench my pussy around him each time he rubs over my g-spot and we both gasp at the intense feeling. A couple more thrusts and I can feel my climax starting to build up within me. I’m enjoying the long, slow strokes Liam is making, but at the same time, I’m desperate to feel my climax, so I push my hand between us again.

I find my clit and begin to work it. Liam realizes what I’m doing, and he lifts his upper body so that he can look down between us. He watches me pleasuring myself to the rhythm he’s setting, and he watches his cock move in and out of me. His breathing changes, becoming ragged as the sight he is looking at turns him on even more than he is already.

As his pleasure intensifies at the sight of me intensifying my own pleasure, his cock begins to move faster inside of me, his hips thrusting faster and I up the pace of my self-pleasing fingers. I try to keep them in time with Liam’s thrusts but it’s too much. I need to come, and I need to come now, and my fingers start to move so hard and fast they are almost a blur.

Just as I get my release, Liam changes the angle of his hips and hits my g-spot extra hard. I plummet into pleasure, oblivion taking my thoughts away. My vision blurs and all I can do is cling to Liam and feel the ecstasy floating around in my body. I feel like every nerve ending I have is pulsing with pleasure, and my clit is throbbing in time sending wave after wave of pleasure through my pussy and up into my stomach. I feel like I can’t breathe, but there is no feeling of panic, no burning lungs, it’s like I don’t need to breathe, I just need to hang here, floating in a sea of undulating pleasure.

I begin to gently float back down to earth and that’s when I feel the burning of my lungs and I suck in a large breath and gasp and pant, trying to get myself under control. I’ve taken my fingers away from my clit, but it still keeps sending a spasm of pleasure out of it and of course, Liam’s cock is still inside of me, still bringing me further pleasure.

I run my hands over the smooth skin of his back, feeling his taut muscles as he fucks me. I reach his ass and I cup his ass cheeks in my hands and knead them, pushing him deeper into me. He moans as he fills me, and the tip of his cock makes contact with my cervix. I keep pushing on his ass as he thrusts into me again and he moans again and then it’s like he is unleashed.

Gone are the slow, controlled strokes, replaced with short, fast strokes that make me make an ahh sound with each one. I match Liam’s pace and run my hand over his back again. He looks down at me and he leans his face forward and kisses me. It’s a quick, intense kiss and then he runs his tongue over my lips, tickling them.

Finally, he slams into me, filling me so tightly that it is almost painful, and he holds himself in place there. He looks into my eyes as he moans my name and I feel him come inside of me. His face twists as though his orgasm is an agonizing pleasure in the same vein as mine was. I hold him as his cock twitches and then he slips out of me and he collapses back with me on top of him, panting for breath. I keep my arms wrapped around him and we stay that way until we’re both breathing more steadily and then Liam rolls me to lie next to him.

We lay side by side facing each other and Liam reaches out and brushes my hair out of my face and then he kisses me gently on the lips.

“I love you, Harriet,” he says. “And I know you struggle to say those words, but it’s ok. You don’t have to say them if it makes you feel uncomfortable.”

I shake my head and this time, I kiss Liam.

“I love you too,” I say, and it doesn’t feel uncomfortable, and I am no longer waiting for something to go wrong the second the words leave my lips.

We lay like that for ages with an arm around each other’s waists. We chat for a bit and then we just lay in comfortable silence, happy in each other’s company. I can feel myself drifting off to sleep and when my eyes close, I don’t bother to try and open them again.

I’m almost asleep when Liam speaks from beside me, his voice loud with excitement.

“Oh my God, I’ve just had a thought,” he says.

I start and my eyes fly open.

“Sorry,” he says, smiling sheepishly. “I didn’t mean to scare you. But I just had the best idea.”

“Well, you scared me half to death telling me you had the idea. At least tell me what it is,” I laugh, fully awake now.

“So, we’re going to the Maldives, right?” he says.

“Right,” I confirm.

“And we’re getting married if I can get out of the first one. Right?” he says.

“Right,” I confirm again.

“Well? Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” he says.

“That I’m tired but I’m awake so you can tell me things I already know?” I say with a soft laugh.

“No,” Liam says, giving me a look that says ha ha, very funny, not.

“Out with it,” I say.

“Well, how would you feel about us getting married in the Maldives? Just us, our moms, and Cullen and Max. And then when we get back, we can throw a massive party for everyone else,” he says.

I think about it for a moment and then I smile and nod.

“You know, your ideas are getting better every time you have one,” I say.

“You don’t have to sound so surprised,” Liam laughs.

“Oh, but I am,” I say with a grin.

“You are so going to pay for that,” Liam says.

“Oh yeah? How?” I ask.

“Like this,” Liam says, and he pounces on top of me and starts to tickle me.

“No,” I scream, laughing and trying to wriggle out from under him.

He laughs too but he doesn’t let up and the more I wriggle, the more he seems to tickle me. He leans down and kisses me, and he stops tickling me then. He kisses me hungrily and passionately, his tongue probing into my mouth and wrapping around mine. After he kisses me so intensely it takes my breath away, he pulls back slightly.

“I noticed you stopped trying to get away,” he says with a grin.

“Yes, I definitely prefer the kissing,” I agree.

“And the touching?” he says.

“And the touching,” I agree.

“And the licking?” he says.

“And the licking,” I agree.

“And the making love?” he says.

“And the making love,” I agree.

His voice is low and husky as he questions me, and I can feel my pussy getting wet as I answer him.

“Wow, you really do hate being tickled then don’t you?” Liam says.

We both laugh and it should probably kill the mood, but it doesn’t. The desire for Liam is still there, right at the forefront of my mind and when he kisses me again, I moan into his mouth and run my hand down his side over his rib cage.

He runs his own hand down my belly and lower, finding my tender clit with his fingers. I suck in a breath as he begins to work me. My clit is so swollen and tender, it feels weird, like an electrical pulse going through me. It’s nice, but God it’s intense and I don’t know if I can handle it after the other orgasms. I guess I’m about to find out though because there’s no way I’m telling Liam to stop.

As his expert fingers dance over and around my clit, moving it this way and that, the tenderness begins to ease off and the usual pleasure I feel at Liam’s touch there fizzes out through my body. I moan Liam’s name into his mouth as he kisses me, his tongue moving in time with his fingers.

Liam pulls his mouth away from mine and gets on top of me, still working my clit with one hand. With the other hand, he takes hold of the back of my leg just above the knee and he lifts it, hooking it over his shoulder. He looks down at me spread so wide open and it’s his turn to moan.

“God Harriet, your pussy is so fucking amazing,” he says.

His fingers keep working, harder, faster, and right as my orgasm starts to flood me, he slips his fingers away and slams his cock into me. My pussy is already tightening as he pushes inside of me, and I gasp as I feel fuller than I have ever felt before.

“You’re so tight,” Liam moans in my ear and we begin to fuck, our hips thrusting, my leg still over Liam’s shoulder allowing him a much deeper thrust.

His thrusts are hard and fast, and they keep me teetering on the edge of another orgasm even as the first one fades away. Liam keeps moving, keeps fucking me. He leans in and nibbles my neck and then he kisses along my collarbone and back.

I can tell he is close to losing it because he slows his thrusts down slightly, trying to hold himself back. The thing is though, I don’t want him to hold himself back. I want him to come with me, so I move my hips more, faster and faster, and I know Liam won’t be able to resist matching the pace.

I’m right. With a tortured sounding moan, Liam is banging away at me, hard and fast, and then he’s nibbling on my ear lobe, and then his mouth is on my ear, and he tells me to come for him. When he says those words, it’s like my insides just melt. I come and I come hard, and Liam comes with me.

For a moment, we are one entity sharing the pleasure of a dual orgasm. The only sounds are our moans and us gasping for air. I can feel every part of Liam’s cock against my walls as they tighten on him, and his moan gets louder and it’s dripping with pleasure. It makes me squirt out a rush of wetness and then another wave of pleasure crashes over me and I close my eyes and ride it, clinging to Liam as I go.

My orgasm seems to last forever, but I’m not complaining as I float along on a sea of ecstasy, still clinging to Liam, my anchor to the real world right now. Another pulse of pleasure and I don’t just moan this time, I scream Liam’s name, then I’m coasting down gently, and I come back to myself. I’m still clinging to Liam, and he is orgasming with me.

A final shudder goes through Liam’s body and then he rolls off me again, lowering my leg and I roll toward him. He puts his arm out and I lift my head up and let him wrap it around my shoulders. I rest my head on his chest and watch it rise and fall as he pants for air.

Slowly, I feel like I’m getting my breath back, and Liam’s chest is moving slower now. The gentle rise and fall of Liam’s chest beneath me starts to lull me back to the edge of sleep and I let my eyes close. I don’t realize that Liam has already fallen asleep beside me until he lets out a quiet snore. His snoring should annoy me, but on the contrary, the vibration of it is strangely soothing.

I still feel like I should jump up and yell something and scare Liam awake and get back at him, but I really don’t have the energy to do it. Instead, I stay where I am, encased in Liam’s arm and I fall asleep to the rhythm of his breaths.