Ariana
I stretch and turn, waking up Thursday morning. Then I remember Liam slept over in my bedroom. A smile creeps on my face while my hand roams on the other side of the bed looking for him. The space is empty! My eyes shoot open and I look around the room.
I find Liam pulling on his shirt. He is already dressed in his pants.
“Good morning,” he mubles while picking up his socks.
“You are going? Now?” I ask.
“Yes. I have to go and have a shower, put on some new clothes and go to work,” he responds. I can’t hide my disappointment.
“Why didn’t you wake me up earlier?” I ask, sitting up not caring to pull up the bedsheets to cover my bare chest.
“You were sleeping like a baby and I didn’t want to wake you up,” he replies. Not knowing what to say, I look at the alarm clock on my table. It is 6: 40 in the morning. There is one foil packet left on the nightstand.
I pick it up and hold it before him.
“I would like to stay and use this one,” I say, though I know I don’t stand a chance. I don’t want him to go yet. Why does he have to be this busy? I bite the inside of my cheek while he stares at me like he is at loss of words.
“Look, Aria. I told you yesterday that I have at early appointment this morning. Please don’t look at me like that,” he says. I put my hand on my lap and watch him as he walks to where he put his jacket on the chair. I chew on my lip while he puts it on. My insides feel shuttered. I know it is selfish of me to want him to stay here with me, but you can’t blame me. I have missed him so much and I want more. It is possible that we might not get time together this weekend and I will have to go more days without him. I Know that his new project is eating up most of his time. What I don’t know is if this will continue like this. The project is still in the planning phase. What about when it needs more attention and time, then I will have to go months without Liam.
That sounds like the worst thing that could possibly happen.
Last night, I told him how I really feel, buy he didn’t say anything. I wasn’t expecting a reply from him. I just wanted him to know how I feel about him. Now that we are unable to spend more time together, I just want to curl into a ball and drown in all possibilities of thoughts.
He leans down and gives me a sweet short kiss on my lips. I wrap my hands around him to stop him from moving, and kiss him longer. I want to drawn into this kiss, to memorize how he tastes, how he feels. I know I will be going a good amount of time without feeling him again.
His hands come to my back and he gives me the gentlest of touches. My skin shivers at his touch and my hold around his neck tightens.
When he pulls away from the kiss, his eyes bore through mine. His gaze lowers to my chest and then to my bare thighs. The bedspreads moved aside when I sat up to kiss him, now my naked body is fully exposed to him. His eyes are full of desire and restraint. He tries to pulls away from my hold and I let him go. He stands up before me.
“Jeez, Ariana! What are you doing to me?” he asks running his hands through his messed up hair.
“I would ask you the same question,” I reply. He grabs his phone from the night stand dails a number.
“Good morning,” he says and then pinches the bridge of his nose. He walks towards the door and I pull the bedspreads up to cover my body. So he is just going to go, like that? He opens the door and walks out. Unconsciously, I start chewing on my fingers so that I can hold back the years that are starting to form in my eyes. Why am I even crying? This is so silly of me. He is going to work, like he should. Work was always his priority even before I came into his life, what was u thinking suggesting that he stays with me.
Then he walks back into the room and says ‘bye’ to the person on the other side of the line. He is back? Then I notice his shoes beside the door. When I expect him to pick them up, he shrugs out of his jacket and places it back on the chair. He undoes his shirt buttons while walking to the bed. What is he doing?
“Where is the condom you just showed me?” he asks and pulls off his shirt. I still have it in my hand so I show it to him.
“I guess we are going to use it after all,” he responds, undoing the fly of his trousers.
“What? What about the appointment?” I inquire, though excitement is surging through my blood.
“Hector is going to bring my changing clothes and everything I need here. We have about twenty minutes,” he responds stepping out of his pants. His erection is hard and veiny. I lick my lips in anticipation. He walks to the bed and climbs up. He grabs the bedspreads around me and pulls them off, revealing the whole of me.
“Twenty minutes are enough to give you two orgasms and leave you satisfied, right?” he asks while cupping my breasts in his hands. He ducks his head into my neck and kiss me there. Pleasure thrums loudly in my throat while he bites and sucks.
“Yes,” I rasp and suck in a breath. His other hand runs down my belly to my crotch and then where I need him the most. I know I am dripping wet for him.
“Damn! You are so wet. It will be so easy for me to slam into that needy insatiable pussy and make you you come out of this world,” he murmurs against my cheek and starts playing with my clit.
“Yes, please,” I beg him and close my eyes to absorb all the pleasure from my breasts and my sex. I lift my hands to touch his back and pull him closer to me.
“Naughty, naughty little girl!” he murmurs and then captures my lips in a strong possessive kiss.
“Do you want to come like this?” he asks, while inserting a finger into me and then another.
“Oh, fuck! Yes, Liam! Please,” my voice is hoarse. I shamelessly start grinding myself against his hand. He gives my sex a soft slap and a sexy evil smirk spreads over his face.
“No, I want you to come when I am inside you,” he says and then inserts two fingers back inside me.
“This is what you want? That I would rather fuck you than take care of some important business?” he asks, but I can’t bring myself to say anything when his fingers are doing that to me. He gives my nipple a ouch and rolls it between his fingers. I moan loudly and he gives me another kiss to absorb my moans.
“Yes, I know that is exactly what you want. I think that is poor prioritizing, wouldn’t you say?” he pinches my other nipple. Under normal circumstances, I would have laughed at his words but all I can do now is moan. He pulls out his fingers and gives my sex another slap. Oh, god! My insides start to quiver when he circles my clit, and I know I am almost there.
“Oh, no you don’t!” he groans. He picks up the foil packet of rips it open. He swiftly rolls down the condom on his hard length. Fuck! He is so big! I can’t believe he is able to fit inside me.
“I want you on your front,” he orders and I scramble to turn. He just lifts me off and places me back so that my chest is on the bed and my back is exposed to him. He kneels between my legs and spreads them apart.
I feel his tongue sweep from my clit all the way along my sex. I groan into the mattress as he does it again. The edge of my climax comes back again.
He slams into me with one thrust until I can feel him very deep inside me, filling, streching me, completing me. It’s like he is the piece of puzzle that completes me, and when we are like this, I feel whole. He stays like this, sitted inside me for a moment before he starts to move. He thrusts into me, slow at first, but when he picks up his pace. Yes! I scream in my head as my eyes nearly roll at the back of my head.
My orgasm washes through me as I scream Liam’s name into the mattress. Oh, yes! Yes! This is what I want, him deep inside me, stroking spots I never knew existed, those that make me run wild.
His thrust are short and fast. He grabs my hips so as to keep me in place while his hips roughly meet mine. The sound of skin slapping skin, our rapid unsteady breathing as well as our moans of pleasure fill the room. I close my eyes, and my body begins to shake as my second orgasm builds up. He snakes his hand down and circles my clit.
“Come with me, baby!” his breathing is choppy and his thrusts are unsteady. It doesn’t take me long until I come down from my climax. He comes inside me with a grunt, but the wave of my climax takes longer than the first one. When it is over, he pulls me closer into his chest and we lay down for a moment to catch our breaths.
“I can’t believe you just made me do that,” he mumbles and then laughs shortly. “You really are amazing. Am in awe of you.” He kisses my hair but the smile I have on my face is undying.
“When is Hector going to be here with your things?” I ask him.
“In a few minutes. I need to have a shower,” he replies.
“Can I join you?”
“Ofcourse. It is your bathroom,” he replies. We are going to shower together. I think I am going to be too early for work today because there is no way I am going to stay here alone after Liam goes.