Ariana
When I open my eyes, the sun is shining bright outside. Through the glass window, beams of light gush through the curtains. It’s not everyday that I wake up in such cozy beds. I stretch and turn lazily, a strange tingling feeling between my legs. I feel sore, but in a good way when I remember everything that happened last night. How bold of me to lose my virginity and even ask for more? I a shy grin creeps across myself and I immediately cover myself with the bedsheets. Mmm… They smell of Liam. So sexy, I want to inhale his scent all my life.
I lower the bedsheets from my face and look around the room. Now I have a clearer view of the place than last night. Wow! Such a spectacular place! The room is so big, and gorgeous! The ceiling, the walls, the window… everything is just exceptional, like Liam. Speaking of Liam, where is he?
Did he sleep in with me last night? This is his bedroom, he couldn’t have slept out of it, or could he? At some point in the night, I felt his body pressed against mine and his breathing on my neck. I couldn’t have dreamed about it. He must have slept with me. Perhaps he just got up earlier than me. What time is it?
It shows 8:30 on the radio alarm on the table beside the bed. I throw the bedspreads aside and put my feet on the floor. I am completely naked, I can’t even find my clothes anywhere on the floor where I last saw them scattered on the floor. What am I thinking? That Mr Carter would leave the clothes on his floor?
I stand on my feet and wrap a bedsheet around myself. I can’t go out of this room. The last time I checked, there are workers in here so I wouldn’t dare go out like this and embarrass myself.
This is so awkward! Is it always like this when you spend the night in a stranger’s bed… house? I make a mental note to ask my friends when I go back home.
The door clicks open and my heart nearly jumps through my throat. I don’t know what I was expecting, but just because I was lost in my own world of thoughts, wrapped in bedsheet.
Liam walks in with a smile on his face. I smile back nervously. Why am I suddenly feeling shy infront of him after all that happened between us last night. It was the heat that was making me bold but now I just want to hide my face from him.
“Good morning. I came to check on you… to see if you are awake,” he says while closing the door behind him. He walks toward me, his eyes roaming over my bedsheet-clad body. That look! That look could melt the bedsheet off my body. I can feel the weight of his gaze on my body, like he could see right through.
“How was your night?” he inquires from me.
“Good. Very good,” I respond with a nod.
“Really?” he inquires, cocking his head to study my face. Can he see the nervousness on my face or is it clear in voice.
“Yes, the best I have had in like, forever,” I respond. A sexy smirk spreads on his lips.
“I am glad to hear that. It was my pleasure,” he says while walking past me. I can feel my skin go chilly at his words. It really was a pleasure. I am not ashamed to confess that I would would love to have more of those nights in the future.
“Well, your clothes were taken out for cleaning. They might not be available soon so I got you something else to put on meanwhile,” he says. I turn and find him walking to his closet. He opens the doors and walks in. I don’t know whether to go after him in r to stay here and wait. I just find myself behind him in his walk-in closet. Wow! when does he ever get to wear all these clothes. Neatly folded, clean clothes filled with Liam’s scent. It smells heavenly!
He picks up a simple black dress and hands it to me. It looks new.
“Did you buy this for me?” I ask him.
“Yes, why?” he responds.
“You bought me a dress last time I slept in your suite, and now this time? I am very grateful for your kindness but you really didn’t have to,” I tell him. He chuckles and runs his hand through his hair. My fingers itch to roam through it and tug at the roots, to make it even messier and sexy.
“The dresses don’t mean anything, Aria. You need the dress this time and so did last time. It’s not. big deal. I can buy you all the dresses in the world you want,” he says.
“That’s not the point, Liam. I just… I don’t know,” I mumble, not finding a reasonable explanation for this. If I get a chance to be with him again in another time, then I will accumulate an entire closet of clothes from him, and that doesn’t sit right with me.
“If you don’t like the dress, I can get you another one,” he says. He still doesn’t get my point. I know it will be fruitless trying to explain it to him. And the closet of dresses, I don’t think that will even happen because I doubt my chances of going through this again with Liam. I wasn’t expecting myself to be here on Sunday morning so I don’t even know whether to expect to see Liam again.
“I like the dress. I like everything you give me, so far, Liam,” I tell him.
“Okay. Are you hungry?” he asks me. “Breakfast is almost ready,”
“Yeah, I am famished,” I tell him.
“We still have some time before it is finished,” he says, eyeing the bedsheet draped around me. I smile shyly at him.
“Have you showered already?” I ask him.
“No, I was waiting for you,” he responds. I can’t stop the huge smile on my face right now.
“Would you prefer to leave that bedsheet here or you want to take it off in the bathroom?” he inquires from me.
“Whatever you like,” I respond.
He approached me with hooded smoky gray eyes. My body tenses in anticipation. He tugs at the end of the sheet and it unwraps from me, like a sculpture reveal. I feel hot yet exposed. His hands roam around my body, caressing my skin.
He lowers his mouth to me, his lips brushing mine, coaxing me. Tasting me. Teasing me until I open up for him. He embraces me, one hand on my bare behind pushing me against his arousal and his other hand running up my back, into my hair, where he tugs gently. I moan as his tongue meets mine.
His kiss is demanding, his tongue and lips coaxing mine. I moan, and my tongue tentatively meets his. He puts his arms around me and hauls me against his body, squeezing me tightly. One hand remains in my hair, the other travels back down my spine to my waist and down to my behind. His hand flexes over my backside and squeezes gently.
He holds me against his hips, and I feel his erection, which he languidly pushes into me.
I moan once more into his mouth. I pulls away and looks into my eyes.
“Baby, aren’t you sore?” he asks me.
“A little,” I respond, making him grin. I pulls my lip between his teeth and bites softly.
“You amaze me, Aria. After what I did to you last night, I thought you couldn’t even walk straight,” he murmurs on my lips. A giggle escapes my lips as I wrap my hands around his neck.
“I am also surprised, you know. Maybe I have much more stamina than you estimated for me,” I tell him.
“Do you now?” he asks while kissing my neck. I moan and arch my head back in ecstasy. He sucks and bites on the same spot, I can feel my insides clench. He lowers his hand between my legs and gasps in shock.
“You are so damn wet. It will be so easy for me to claim you again,” his voice turns raspy and his breath ragged. My breathing hitches as he continues to play with my sex.
“Bed or bathroom?” he asks me.
“Bed,” I respond quickly, without thinking about it. I want him so bad! I don’t think I have not wanted him ever since I met him, it’s just that I couldn’t portray exactly what I wanted from him. Now that I have had a taste of him, I don’t think I will ever not want him.
He carries me out of the closet and gently presses me on the bed. I sink into the mattress as he follows, hovering on top of me like a canopy. I grab the collar of his shirt, lowering his mouth towards mine, so that I can kiss him. He tastes so good. Perfect.
He pulls away from the kiss and looks at my entire naked body. There is a shimmer of satisfaction in his eyes as he surveys my body.
“You have the most beautiful skin. Simple flawless. I want to kiss, taste it, slowly. I want to take my time discovering you body. Breakfast can wait. I want to take this slow. I want to make this last,” he murmurs against my belly.
He grabs my hips with both his hands and runs his tongue around my navel, then gently nips his way to my hipbone, then across my belly to my other hip. He runs his nose to the apex of my thighs.
“You smell so good,” he murmurs and closes his eyes, a look of pure pleasure on his face, and I practically convulse. I close my eyes and try to stay still so that I can feel all the pleasure he is giving me. Like him, I want this to last. I want our time together to be memorable.