Page 57 of New Girl in the City
“Not before, Princess,” he bit out and caught my chin between one of his big hands, tilting it back so that I was looking at him. “Do you get me?”
We locked eyes and I rolled mine at him, making him smile. “I get you.”
“Good.” That was all he said before he reached between us with his free hand and shoved it beneath my skirt. The first slide of his fingers against my panties had me squeezing my eyes shut. I opened my legs wider, leaning forward when he urged me to with a jerk of his chin.
“That’s my spoiled,” he was now sliding my panties aside and two of his fingers swept up and back against my skin, “princess,” he finished, stroking against my clit. He moved first gently and then quicker and harder with each moment. Then he thrust a finger inside me, curling it up and into me to brush against my g-spot.
God, that was bliss.
I moaned, my arms tightening because I knew I wasn’t going to last long. Not while being here in Liam’s lap, my dress up on my thighs while he worked me over like this. With a hand shoved in my underwear, his eyes locked on mine, calling me his“spoiled princess.”I knew I wasn’t going to last long because he did it all while still keeping a hand on my chin, keeping my face close to his. He made sure that I couldn’t look anywhere else but into his eyes that were almost black in the shadows. Over and over he stroked me, until my hips were chasing his fingers and the orgasm Liam was urging me towards with every second.
“I’m going to,” I began, my breath hitching, “I’m going to cum.”
“Give it to me.” Liam’s hand moved from my chin to my throat, his fingers curling around my neck, fingertips at the back of my neck and head, thumb resting lightly against my skin. He pulled me closer to him, kissing my mouth as he squeezed my neck so very gently when he said, “Cum for me, princess. Give it to me.”
My hips jerked against his hand and I came, riding his fingers with a scream. “Liam! Fuck!”
He kissed me hard, swallowing the sob that I hadn’t even been aware was building in me as I fell right into my orgasm. I shuddered, my body falling against his. The neck at my hand loosened and began to fall away, but I reached for his hand, putting it back there.
“No, I want it there when you fuck me,” I whispered. The sound out of Liam was definitely a growl.
“Fuck, baby.” He pulled me up and to him, my panties shoved aside before I felt the head of his cock against me.
“Fuck me.”
“God, yes,” he whispered against my mouth, his hand still at my neck when he thrust up into me. I felt like I forgot how to breathe at that first delicious stretch of Liam inside me, but then he was moving and hell if I didn’t remember. I sucked in a deep breath and put my hands on his shoulders, using them for leverage as we began to move together. Even if our range of movement was limited with the steering wheel at my back, it didn’t mean that we couldn’t make the spacework.
And work it fucking did.
My arms wrapped tight around his neck, my forehead fell forward to lean against his as we continued to move. My world had narrowed to the sound of our skin and ragged breathing, and it was glorious. Nothing I needed existed outside of this space, and I loved every second of it. The ball of pleasure that I felt start in my belly grew into a full blown wave of gratification that had me orgasming again and without warning on his cock.
“Liam,yes,”I sighed, the last word dropping into a moan at another thrust. I clenched around him and that was all it took before Liam was yanking me close and cumming with me.
“Princess,” he groaned, turning his face into my neck. His hand fell away from my throat and I felt it land at the small of my back, the width of it pressed flat and pushing me closer to him as we came down from our orgasm. We stayed twined together in his seat like that for a minute until I pushed back to look at him.
“That was seriously amazing.”
He chuckled and kissed me. “It was.”
“But my legs are probably going to go numb if I stay like this for too long,” I told him, looking down at my legs on either side of his thighs. His chuckle grew to a laugh. “So we should probably get a move on.”
“Yeah, yeah, I hear you.” He squeezed my ass and again we slanted our mouths together in a kiss. There was no need to discuss what had just happened, or to put a name to it, not when it had happened like it did---not when it was us.
Even still, I stopped moving and looked at him. “I really like you,” I said.
He smiled, just a quick upturn of his lips. “I really fucking like you too, Princess.”
We kissed again and then I moved, bracing a hand on the console and tumbling ungracefully into my seat with a groan. Who said romance was dead? When it was with the right person, romance was alive and well. Even if it took the form of sex in a car parking lot.
