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At
that moment, nice and easy went out the window and he moved his mouth down to
kiss each of my breasts while his hands reached around me to unclasp my bra. I
threw my head back and a moan escaped my lips. I clawed at his back, trying to
get his shirt off, and I felt the clasp of my bra let loose with a snap and
suddenly Liam was pulling it off me. He growled like a starving man when he saw
my naked chest for the first time, and instantly moved his mouth back and
tasted my nipple with his hot tongue. It felt amazing…I almost exploded from
that alone.

I
grabbed at his shirt again, and he reluctantly let go of me so I could strip
him of his shirt. I gasped when I finally saw his bare chest. It was decorated
in some of the most beautiful ink I’d ever seen. He had two guns tattooed right
at each of his hip bones, and he had a set of praying hands that covered most
of his chest. I slowly moved around to see his back, and there was a huge black
and gray cross that took up almost his entire back with clouds above it that
looked like they were breaking to let the sun shine. I wanted to lick each and
every one of them. I leaned in and kissed his broad shoulders before returning
to face him, and his lips instantly found mine again. He devoured my mouth, and
I could already feel myself getting wet for him. He reached a hand in my hair
and gently pulled it from the clasp that was holding it up. Red waves cascaded
down my back and around my shoulders, and I felt him moan into my mouth. He
moved backward, pulling me with him until we reached his bed. He turned me
around and gave me a gentle shove and I fell backward, my breasts jiggling
slightly from the fall.

“Oh,
god, you’re so beautiful,” he said, and he climbed on top of me, kissing my
breasts again. His tongue licked and kissed each breast, and I started pulling
on his hair, begging him for more.

“Liam,
please,” I begged. He moved off me for a moment and unbuckled my jeans. Slowly,
he peeled them off and tossed them on the floor. I sat up and started to
unbuckle his pants. He helped me along and then I pulled both his jeans and
boxers down in one swoop, and when I looked up I thought I would faint. The
only thing I knew about his dick was that it felt huge the one time I traced it
with my fingers the morning after he brought me home. That was nothing compared
to what I was looking at now. He was so big I almost shed a tear. For a moment
I was worried that it wouldn’t fit. My body was already starting to convulse
just from the image of him standing before me, naked in all his beautiful
glory. “Oh god,” I whispered.

He
smiled sinfully and laid me back again so he could strip me of my tiny panties.
Once they were off, and I was fully naked lying on his bed, he stood back up
for a moment, and I gasped loudly when he took my panties and dragged them
through his teeth for a moment before throwing them to the floor. I thought he
would climb on top of me, but he didn’t. He knelt down on the edge of the bed
and moved his mouth down to my stomach, running his tongue along my belly
button ring. He licked and kissed for a few seconds before he moved his hot
mouth down to my heat and swirled his talented tongue around the source of my
arousal. I screamed out a few swear words, unable to contain my pleasure.
Jesus, it had been way too long. I had missed this, and Liam was showing me now
how much I truly had been missing. Sex with Mason was nice, but he was a little
tamer and a little quieter in the bedroom. Liam was all man, and knew how to
work a woman’s body into a complete frenzy. I was racing toward an orgasm, and
when he thrust a finger inside me, I convulsed right then. My body was shaking
and he held onto me tight so I could fully enjoy my mind blowing explosion. I
laid back on his bed, completely sated and unable to move.

I
felt him move for a moment, and then heard the tear of foil. I opened my
satisfied, droopy eyes and saw him rolling a condom across his impressive
length. That sight alone almost made me orgasm again. “Liam, please,” I
breathed, holding my hand out to him and beckoning him toward me.

He
climbed on top of me and covered my body with his strong one. He bent his head
and touched the tip of his nose to mine.“Tell me you love me, Rory,” he
whispered.

“I
love you, Liam, so much. Please,” I whimpered.

“Tell
me what you want me to do,” he groaned.

I
started grinding my hips into his erection. “I want you inside me, Liam.
Please, make love to me,” I begged.

His
eyes locked with mine, and he said, “I love you, Rory.” Then, he slowly started
to slide his massive arousal into me, and I think I blacked out for a moment
and the world around me ceased to exist.

Liam

If
I died right now, I’d die the happiest man in the world. Rory was beautiful,
she tasted sweet, and she felt better than anything I’d ever felt in my life. I
think part of me melted into her soul when I slid into her. She was tight and
wet and already ready for me after I made her explode with my tongue. As I
filled her, I looked into her eyes and they went wide for a moment. She gasped loudly
and screamed, “Oh fuck!”, and it was the hottest sound in the world. She was
loud and mouthy in bed, and it made me harder than I already was. Hearing her
scream and shout as I tasted her made me hard enough to pound nails. Now with
her hands clawing my back, encouraging me to go faster, I was almost afraid I
was hurting her because I’ve never been this hard in my life.

Even
though every fiber in me wanted to go hard and rough, logically I knew I had to
go slower because in reality, Rory hadn’t had sex in over four years. She was
so tight that it was almost like being with a virgin, and since I was on the
bigger side as far as endowment, she would most likely be sore in the morning.
I loved this girl with everything in me and I wanted to make this memorable for
her. If dragging it out until she came hard around me was what it took, then
that’s what I would do. I just hope I could hold out for her because the feel of
her writhing and grinding beneath me and around my cock I didn’t know how long
I was going to be able to hang on.

Thankfully,
she started breathing even more rapidly than she had been and started to arch
her back which meant thankfully, she was close. I kept my pace with her but
reached out and touched the top of her heat and moved my fingers around,
knowing it would instantly make her come. I was rewarded with wide, wild eyes
and a few naughty words as she came hard around me, and finally I was able to let
go and emptied myself inside her. We laid there together for what felt forever,
both sated and satisfied in each other. I eventually slid out of her and took
off the condom and threw into the waste basket next to my bed. I rolled to the
side and carried her with me, and she collapsed lazily against my chest. My
fingers played in her beautiful dark red hair with one hand while my fingers
from the other hand traced the curve of her spine. “I love you, Rory,” I
whispered in her ear before planting a kiss on her ear.

“I
love you too, Liam. I…” she trailed off for a moment. “I didn’t know it could
feel like that.” At that moment, I noticed she was crying.

“What
is it, baby?” I asked, startled.

She
nestled in the crook of my arm as I wiped her tears away. “I feel…I don’t
know.”

I
was starting to panic. “Rory, you’re freaking me out here. Was it not good for
you?”

She
smiled ruefully at me. “Oh, Liam, no, that’s not it. That was…life changing.
That was the kind of sex that people should dream about.”

I
breathed a sigh of relief. “Then what is it?” I asked her, tucking a strand of
her fiery red hair behind her ear.

“It
was never, ever, ever like that with Mason,” she admitted, and looked down at
my chest. “I know it’s lame to bring up my dead fiancé right after we had earth
shattering sex, but I just feel…”

I
stopped her by putting a finger to her lips. “It’s okay, I understand,” I said.
Actually, I didn’t get it. Was she saying that it was better with me or worse?
It’s kind of hard to compete with a ghost.

“No,
you don’t. I guess I am feeling guilty because that was a zillion times better
than anything I’ve ever felt. I loved Mason, don’t get me wrong, but he was
kind of, I don’t know,
bland
in the bedroom. You just completely rocked
my world, Liam, and I was just feeling a little emotional because of it. I know
that’s weird to think about right now,” she said.

I
felt a weight lift off my chest. So, I rocked her world. I felt myself start to
get hard again. “It’s not weird at all. This was your first time since then, so
I’m not surprised your mind would go there. I will admit though, I feel ten
feet tall knowing that I am the best you’ve ever had,” I said, and I felt her
relax.

She
giggled. “What about me? How was I?”

My
eyes drifted shut for a moment, and then they opened and found her beautiful
chestnut eyes. “Rory, I can say that without a doubt that was the best sex of
my life. I was trying not to hurt you since it had been a while for you, but I
am surprised I lasted until you went. When we first started, I thought I was
going to come right then and ruin everything,” I said, and she giggled again,
which was making me even harder.

She
obviously could tell I was getting turned on again, and her hand moved down my
abs and she grabbed my dick and began stroking it up and down. I sucked a
breath through my teeth and grunted, “Rory, you’re going to kill me. I am
afraid I might hurt you if we go again, but if you keep that up I might not be
able to stop.”

She
began kissing my neck and flicked her tongue on my ear lobe. “Liam, I wasn’t a
virgin. I know it had been a while for me, but I’m not sore. You won’t break me.”
She trailed her tongue back down my neck and in one swift move and rolled on
top of me. There is nothing more beautiful in the world than looking up at her
in her naked glory straddling my lap. “You know, you got to get a taste before.
Now it’s my turn,” she said, and before I could say anything I felt her tongue
swirl around the head of my dick, her tongue ring rolling around it. The heat
from her mouth mixed with the cool of the bar bell in her tongue was doing
things to my dick and it had me halfway hard to rock solid in no time flat. I
placed my hands in her silky hair as she pulled me into her hot little mouth
and took me as far as she could until I hit the back of her throat. I groaned
out at the feel of her tasting me, feeling the barbell running up and down the
shaft. It wasn’t long before I felt little tremors along my cock and I suddenly
had a dire need to be inside her again. I started to push her off and she
reluctantly let go of me while I rolled a condom on again. She climbed onto my
waist and instantly slid down onto me. We both yelled out in pleasure, and I
was lost in the feel of her rocking back and forth on top of me. It was the
most incredible feeling I’d ever felt…being with someone more than just one
night. I’d never really had a girlfriend because I always thought relationships
weren’t worth the effort. But now, making love with this girl seemed to be my
life’s mission. I couldn’t imagine having sex with anyone other than her…ever
again. In that moment, looking up at her as I was filling her, I had a
startling realization…I had to marry this girl.

I
woke up the next morning feeling more rested than I had felt in a long time.
Smiling, I reached my hand out for Rory, but she wasn’t there. I sat up and
rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. I looked around my room and didn’t see her
anywhere. When I sat up, I looked over at the pillow where she had been
sleeping and there was a note, scribbled in her handwriting. It read,
“Come
to the kitchen when you’re hungry. Love you.”
I grinned and got out of bed,
pulling on a pair of boxers as I went. Rubbing my messy head, I walked out of
my bedroom and was immediately hit with the smell of delicious food. Rory was
standing in the kitchen, wearing nothing but the old tee shirt I’d given her,
and was putting the finishing touches on a pretty huge breakfast. I wondered
where she found all this food, because I never gave myself time to go to the
grocery store. “Hey, baby,” I said, walking to her and kissing her on the top
of her head.

“Good
morning, handsome,” she said, and turned her face up to me and kissed me
quickly. “I hope you’re hungry.”

“I
am. I worked up quite an appetite last night,” I said, playfully swatting her
bottom. “Where did you get all this food?”

Blushing,
she said, “I called Marissa. I wanted to make a nice breakfast for you, but you
didn’t have shit in your fridge,” she said, and I laughed. “I gave her your
address and she brought some things by for me.”

I
smiled and pulled her into a kiss. “Well, tell her thank you for me. What is
all this?”

“Well,
I didn’t know what you might be hungry for, so I made scrambled eggs with
cheddar jack cheese, sausage, bacon, hash browns, and toast. I also have
blueberry muffins and cinnamon rolls. But, if you aren’t in the mood for any of
that, I can make pancakes too.”

I
picked her up into a hug and twirled her around in the air before setting her
back down. “I love you Rory, thank you. Everything you made is more than
amazing,” I said, and she smiled. “It smells delicious.”