“You enjoying the show, Ice?”
“Definitely,” I almost groan as one small pearl leaks from his dick and slides down against his hand. I long to lick that drop and claim it with my tongue.
“I’ve been thinking about this ever since I saw you again, Ellie.”
“Me too,” I admit.
“Please tell me you’re on birth control, baby.”
“I am, but…”
“I’m clean, Ice. Got a clean bill of health before heading out this way.”
“Liam,” I mumble, my brain mush. It shouldn’t matter. He says he hadn’t been with another woman. This is Liam. I let my worries go.
“Straddle me, Ice.” I move to the bed, positioning myself over him, my knees pressing into the mattress. “Touch me, baby. I need your hands on me,” he urges.
I immediately grip his hard cock. It’s wet and the heavy veins seem to throb under my touch. I stroke him once, pre-cum sliding onto my fingers. Liam grabs my neck and pulls me down, his tongue pushing into my mouth with a hunger that matches mine. His tongue demands entry, devouring me. When the kiss ends, his eyes are filled with a need that the intense look on his face makes me grow even wetter.
“I hope you’re ready,” he growls, grabbing my hips.
“I am,” I whisper.
“Then, take me inside,” he says, holding me tightly.
I slide down on him, stopping about midway to catch my breath. It’s been so long and he’s so large that it’s almost painful. His hand reaches up to tease my nipples, giving me just what I need to slide down on him a little more and taking him in deeper. When I finally work him all the way in, I don’t move. It takes a minute to get used to the full feeling and the way he stretches me. I can feel the walls of my pussy tremble around his cock, I squeeze tightly, moaning at how good that feels. Then, I slowly begin to ride him. It takes me a minute to find the rhythm to bring the most pleasure. I needn’t worry, because soon Liam is taking over, using his hands on my hips to show me exactly what he wants. I rotate my hips on the downward thrust, because I love the way that makes the head of his cock rake against the walls of my pussy.
“Fuck, I forgot how good it feels to be inside of you, Ellie. There’s nothing better,” he moans. I put my hands on his chest, my nails biting into his skin, as I pick up my speed, riding him harder and faster now.
“Nothing…better,” I gasp as I fuck myself on his cock. My breasts bounce as I ride him faster. I can feel my orgasm just beyond reach. I can feel the fierceness of it as it gathers. My pussy clamps tight on his cock as my climax crashes through me. I milk his cock, wanting everything he has to give me. He gives me his cum, and I moan because the force of his cum jetting inside of me feels like a physical touch it’s so good. I collapse against his chest when it’s over, his cum leaking down the side of my legs and I don’t even care. I lay there, my head on his chest, his cock still buried deep inside of me and it’s perfect.Ellie“He got the all clear.”
“So, I guess it’s a go. I’ll have Glenna call him tonight,” Dawn replies, sounding anything but happy.
“There’s still time for you to tell her that you don’t want this and back out, Dawn,” I caution her.
“Yeah and then, she will just go through with it without me.”
“Let her, you’ll find someone else.”
“Like you did, Ellie?” she asks, her voice just a bit sarcastic, her remark bothering me. I breathe into the phone as I try to search for words.
“I love him.”
“I love Glenna,” she counters.
That pretty much says it all and I can’t really argue with her. After all, Liam is asleep upstairs in my bed.
“Dawn, why didn’t you and Mom tell me that Liam called me after I moved back home?” I ask softly. I expect her to deny it. It’s not that I think Liam is lying to me, but if Dawn knew, she would tell me. We don’t have secrets…or at least I didn’t think we did. The longer she is silent, however, the more I begin to doubt that. My eyes close as this sense of betrayal fills me.
“That bastard had put you through enough. You were struggling.”
“You don’t think hearing from Liam might have helped me?”
“Or made it worse. You’d been home for a month, Ellie. He hadn’t bothered to call you. That pretty much said everything we needed to know.”
“He’d been out of town—”
“They don’t have phones out of town?” Dawn snaps, and now her tone is defensive, but I don’t want to hear it.