Page 13 of Stronger Than Love

His hands slid around to my back to release the clasp on my bra and let it fall to the ground. I shivered as his thumbs traced over my nipples. Everything had been sensitive since his visit earlier. I’d let my hands roam over my body when he left, imagining them to be his.

A gasp escaped when he pushed my panties from my hips to slither down my legs. A flush crept over my breasts and up over my throat until it reached my cheeks. I was standing naked in front of Liam, the magnitude of this moment hitting me full-force. He was all I’d ever wanted, and he was about to become mine.

My hands rested on his hips and I slowly pushed his pants over them to reveal his hardened length to me. Holy gods above that was never fitting inside me! It bobbed free and pointed up at me with an angry red tip.

Without thinking, I reached out to run my fingers over it. Liam hissed and I snatched my hand away. He gently placed it back, slowly moving my hand up and down over his shaft. “It doesn’t hurt,” he whispered. “It feels amazing.”

Soft flesh over hard steel, his cock wasn’t what I anticipated.

“Lie down.” He moved me to the bedding and gently placed me on it before covering me with his body.

Liam took my face in his hands and slowly brought my lips to his. They were soft, and his scent flooded my senses; it was subtle and spicy and reminded me of the beach after it rained—fresh and revitalising. My lips tingled where they touched his, my heart stopping for several beats before it tripped over itself.

Liam’s lips trailed down to kiss and suck my breasts until they were sensitive, my nipples sore and enlarged, but my core alive and pulsing. His teeth grazed my left nipple, causing my hips to arch against him. He kissed a path over my stomach, exploring my body until he reached the secret place between my thighs.

I swallowed and stared at the ceiling as his breath fanned my core.

“Look at me, Oonagh,” he commanded.

My gaze travelled to where he sat crouched between my legs, his stare so blatantly sexual my breath caught in my chest. The sight of his dark head descending on me etched itself into my memory forever.

His tongue lapped at my core while his thumb moved in small circles over my clit. I moaned when his tongue took over to lick and flick, my knees trying to clamp shut. My flesh flamed where Liam touched me, his groan vibrating deep into my core. My legs trembled and my hips arched reflexively into him as I gripped the bedding at my sides.

Perspiration coated my skin as I began to moan incoherently.

“Liam,” I whispered, his tongue flicking faster as his finger dipped inside me. Holy moly I was ready to combust,every muscle in my stomach tightening as pressure steadily built until I was ready to explode.

Liam hooked his finger until he rubbed an area inside me that made my core clench around him. He sucked my clit hard as an orgasm tore through my body like a volcano erupting, burning lava of desire rippling from my sensitive flesh to my extremities. My limbs tightened rigid in pleasure before they relaxed into languid contentment.

An orgasm never felt like this when I worked my own clit.

Liam crawled over me to peer into my eyes. His lips tilted in a cocky smirk telling me he was proud of himself. I drew his head down to mine, his passion scorching me.

His kiss made me heady with desire and I clawed at his shoulders, all my fears and hesitation gone. I pushed his shoulders until Liam let me move him onto his back, my thighs straddling his. His hands fell to my hips, his cock hard between my legs, rubbing my nether lips.

I ran my hands down his chest, tracing the muscles to his hips before I bent forward and pressed warm kisses down the middle of his chest. My path stopped at his bellybutton and my tongue traced around its edge.

“Oonagh,” Liam growled, his hips thrusting up slightly.

My only experience was what I’d read in books, but I gripped his hard length between my two hands since his girth was too much for one hand. Fondling and moving my hands up and down, my tongue flicked the head of his cock rhythmically.

“Fuck!” Liam’s hand wound into my hair, his fingers tightening to hold me in position.

“That’s the idea,” I replied with a wink.

“You’re gonna make me explode before we even manage to have sex,” he grated out, rolling me onto my back to stare down at me with stormy blue eyes filled with desire. His lips slammed into mine, demanding control as his tongue delved into my mouth.

My hands gripped his ass, grinding him against me as I searched for delicious friction. Liam traced his hands down my sides, under my ass, until they reached the apex of my thighs. He widened my legs and settled himself between them fully, guiding his cock to my entrance. I stiffened at the foreign sensation of his tip pushing into me.

Liam kissed my neck, sending shivers through me until I instinctively widened my legs in invitation. He pushed another few inches into me. My body slowly stretched to allow his entry, but it was uncomfortable, on the verge of painful. He stopped and I rested my head on his shoulder, taking deep breaths.

Muscles I never used before gripped Liam’s cock, either trying to repel it or draw it further inside—I had no idea which.

“I’m okay,” I whispered. His muscles were strained as he held himself still.

He grabbed my hips and thrust deep inside with one powerful stroke, breaking through my barrier. Pain pierced through me and there was a foreign burning and throbbing deep in my core where his cock lodged inside me.

Liam held my face. “I’m sorry…” He pressed soft kisses on my lips, his tongue stroking my mouth softly. His hands trailed up and down my sides in a tender caress until I relaxed against him. He grasped my knees, tilting my hips. The change in position eased some of the overwhelming pressure of his large length lodged deep inside me.

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