Changing Roles

I waggled my eyebrows back at her. “I got a lot of extra everything, baby. All for you.”

She whimpered.

“You want to be introduced to all my, ah, skin, Shelby?”

She arched her back, pushing out her rosy-tipped breasts. “Yes. I’d like it closer.”

Groaning, I stepped away from my pants and let her see how much I wanted to be closer as well. My cock was already weeping, aching to be buried inside her. I wrapped my hand back around my knob, slowly stroking it, teasing her. “How much closer, baby?”

Shelby rose and grabbed my arm, pulling me to her as she slid off the bed. Now she was the one looking at me, eyes locked—her expression one of raging passion. “This close,” she murmured, wrapping her lips around me and drawing my dick into the warm wetness of her mouth.

Jesus.

My eyes rolled back in my head at the unexpected pleasure.

Fuck.

I buried my hands in her hair as she worked me.

Tongue. Lips. Teeth.

Licking. Sucking. Nibbling.

Her hands gripped my ass as she hummed and swallowed, the sensations driving me crazy as I hissed, moaning and bucking deeper into her mouth.

She might not have any experience with “hoodies,” as she called them, but dammit, my girl was a fast learner.

She was far too good at this, and as much as I wanted her never to stop, she had to.

Now.

“Shelby, baby, stop,” I pleaded. “Please.”

She pulled back, her lips wet and swollen. “Why?” she whispered, her tongue slowly curling up my shaft, teasing and swirling the engorged head she had tenderly exposed. “You didn’t like that?”

“Bloody hell, it was smashing, that was,” I panted.

“Why do you want me to stop, then?” she breathed out as her lips grazed the sensitive head.

I shuddered and pulled her to her feet. “I want inside you.”

Her eyes darkened even further as she lay down, her arms outstretched. “I’m waiting.”

I was all over her. I licked and nipped at her creamy skin as I caressed and fondled her. I tore off the last piece of clothing separating us, pulling her legs apart as I slipped my fingers into her wetness, causing her to gasp and arch closer to my touch. I teased and caressed, kissing her, drawing out her passion until she was writhing and pleading. Needing me buried in her as deeply as I wanted to be. Slipping between her legs, I gazed at her. She was so beautiful as she stared at me, desire and longing etched in her expression. Her eyes pleaded as her body shook with desire. As desperate as I was for her, I needed her to know, to understand. This wasn’t just sex for me. Not this. Not her.

I trailed my finger down her cheek. “I love you, Shelby.”

I covered her mouth with mine as I buried myself inside her. We both stilled for a moment, our eyes wide and open as the feeling of being joined so intimately raced through us.

Nothing could compare to this moment.

Nothing would ever be the same.

There would never be anyone else for me.

Shelby’s voice was pleading. “Now, Liam…God…please…now…”

With a low groan, I began to move. Deeper and deeper, I slipped inside her. Our hands grasped together, our lips pressing and sharing deep, wet, open-mouthed kisses as our voices whispered and moaned while we rocked and trembled, loved and fucked.

Watching her come was spellbinding. Hearing my name in her breathy, longing voice as she locked down around me sent me over the edge. I moaned her name into the damp, fragrant skin of her neck, panting as my orgasm twisted and turned, burning me with the intensity of the feeling.

I gathered Shelby into my arms, holding her tight. I was too overcome to speak, and for moments, the room was quiet except for the sound of our deep breathing. Shelby’s lips ghosted over my chest, the sensations like a butterfly alighting on my skin. I ran my hand through her dark hair, my caresses gentle and light. It was as if the intense, burning passion had faded to a warm, downy blanket of emotion that wrapped around us. I had never experienced anything like it. I never wanted to be without it again.

I nuzzled her forehead, smiling as she gazed at me. “Ta, Beaker.”

She smiled the way I knew she would. She loved it when I said “ta.”

She traced my lips with her finger. “Wow.”

I grinned against her touch. “Bloody right, wow.” I pulled in her finger, sucking it gently, swirling my tongue around the digit as I stared at her intently. Nipping the end, I released it with a kiss as she stared back at me. I grinned at the look of sudden desire that crept back into her eyes and pushed myself up, keeping my weight on my elbows as I hovered over her. My lips trailed up her neck, my tongue bathing her skin roughly. “Advantage of dating a younger man, Shelby.” I nipped at her lobe playfully. “We’re…” bite “always…” lick “ready…” kiss “for…” nip “the…” nuzzle “next…” thrust “round.”