Liam seemed to sense what I needed—the fury that could quieten the storm because it was more intense than the blazing nightmare that wanted to consume me. I needed to be consumed by something else, even if it was just a lie in my head. I could let go of my fears and believe Gerard would walk through the door—that he wanted to cave into his desires as severely as I did. I could have felt the hurt from realizing I might have the same sting left behind, but I chose a different path. I decided to have faith in Gerard—to believe he would keep his promise. Whatever he had to do for Robert Townsend couldn’t be the end of us. I wasn’t going to let it. I was going to find a way to save him from himself because it was the only path that would lead us back together. The fear that I might already be too late—it was what I truly needed to forget until the sun was up, and I could find Gerard.
“Don’t hold back…” I felt the head of his cock against my pussy. “Please…”
The fire was in Liam’s eyes, but I needed the inferno. He started to enter me, and I shifted my hips to force him deeper. I guided his hands to my wrists, forced him to pin me to the bed, and moaned when he was all the way inside my pussy. He understood what I needed—he read me like an open book. He kept my hands pinned to the bed and started to thrust. It immediately pulled me into the bliss I needed. The situation had trapped me, but I craved the physical manifestation of that. He leaned forward and started to kiss me as the thrusts got faster. That was it—the feeling I craved. He crushed my lips beneath his and kept my body pressed underneath his weight. I wouldn’t have been able to move if I wanted to—be made sure of that—even when his quick thrusts made me squirm.
“Yes!” I moaned against his kiss and mouthed my words even though they were barely audible underneath his lips. “Harder!”
Liam listened to my words and let my body guide him towards what I craved. I struggled against his grip, and he squeezed my wrists tighter. That feeling sent euphoria coursing through my veins. I didn’t know why—I didn’t need to understand why. I just had to experience it. I had to break down the mental barriers and let it happen. The fury was getting more intense. He kissed my neck, bit down on my ear, and I heard a growl resonate in his throat. I purred in response—begging to be the victim of the beast that was coming to life as his dominance was asserted. I wasn’t sure that Liam had it in him—but he surprised me. Hot, beautiful, Liam. He was so much more than the pretty-boy I crushed on in high school. He was everything I needed at that moment. The moment got more amazing by the moment, and I felt the familiar pressure building inside me as his heat made the fire burn bright.
“I felt that.” He growled into my ear. “You’re trying to come before I’m even close.”
“It feels so good.” I moaned, and my mouth opened with a gasp rushing across my lips.
“Wait for me.” It was a command, not a request. “I want to feel you erupt when I explode inside you.”
I had no idea how to stop myself once the orgasm was building. I tried to concentrate on it—to mentally take hold of the bliss—but Liam’s hips were moving so fast that every second was bringing me closer. I could feel myself on the edge of bliss, and I was ready to spiral into my ultimate euphoria. My body was begging for the endorphins that the orgasm would unleash—the afterglow of passion that might leave me exhausted enough to sleep. I needed to deprive myself of it, or I had to find a way to make Liam get to that point as quickly as possible. I closed my eyes and visualized what I wanted—walking the tightrope without falling into the nirvana my body craved. I found something that resembled balance—a way to hold back. I kept myself there, but it wasn’t easy to do. Liam’s lust was getting more intense by the moment. I could feel him throbbing against my g-spot.
“I can’t hold out any longer…” My mouth opened wide again and I squealed with pleasure.
“Yes, you can.” His growl was more commanding.
The want was easier than the action. Every thrust was orgasmic, almost like a mini-orgasm that I knew was going to build to one that ripped my soul apart. I could already envision how glorious it would be, even if I hadn’t been able to taste it on my lips yet. Liam’s cock was throbbing harder—pulsating against my g-spot each time he went deep. He didn’t understand what that was doing to me—he couldn’t—not if he was telling me to wait. I felt myself descending into a dark place—a mental storm that raged against his control. My body shifted involuntarily, and I tried to pull out of his grasp as my muscles tightened, but he held me in place. I was his—no matter what. He wasn’t going to let me go until our lust had been satisfied—and it had to be satisfied his way, not mine. I kept holding on—leaving myself in the dark place—hanging onto the tightrope of euphoria by a thread for what felt like an eternity.
“Oh god.” He growled into my ear. “You’re going to make me come!”
“Yes—please!” I nodded quickly. “I need it!”
“Come for me baby.” He leaned back as soon as he said the words.
I didn’t need permission; I simply had to have it. As soon as it was granted, I felt him throb and send cum surging into my pussy. That was enough to send me so far off the tightrope I couldn’t even remember how I found the mental ability to walk on it. I plunged into heavenly bliss with Liam unloading inside me. The pressure released, my muscles spasmed, and my pussy milked his length each time he went deep. It wasn’t just an orgasm—it was perfection. It ripped through my soul, shattered my thoughts, and shredded all of my desire. It was so hard that it was almost violent, and if I hadn’t been trapped beneath Liam’s weight with my arms pin
ned to the bed, I might have started accelerating towards the heavens with every jerk of lust that shot more endorphins through my veins.
“You’re gonna make me come again!” I screamed as his continued thrusts took me to another level of bliss.
“Come as many times as you want—you earned every single one of them.” He started thrusting harder.
Liam slammed into me until every drop of cum had been milked from his balls, but that didn’t slow him down. He just kept crashing into my bliss with thrust-after-thrust sending me into euphoria. I don’t know how many times he made me come. I lost count as my body plunged into his beautiful embrace. It felt like an eternity—or it could have only been seconds. It was a moment that blinded me to every bit of chaos except what brewed between us in the middle of our heated passion. We threw gasoline at the fire, forcing it to rage until it finally consumed every ounce of accelerant we had. My body went numb. My orgasms had taken everything I had. Liam pulled back and shifted his weight before crashing on the mattress beside me. I immediately crawled into his arms. It was precisely where I needed to be.
“Thank you.” I gently purred into his ear. “You don’t know how bad I needed that after all of the emotional turmoil I went through today.”
“I needed it too.” He sighed and nodded. “More than I realized.”
The afterglow is going to let me believe everything will be okay, and that’s all I can cling to right now.
18
Liam
The passion I shared with Rachel in the midst of chaos was beautiful. I recognized the need in her eyes before I realized it blazed in mine as well. She was amazing—the one woman that pulled me out of my own mental despair when I didn’t think I would ever see hope again. I only had a brief glimpse of it before Gerard reintroduced it to my soul. Coming home to Rachel—seeing her reaction—and then being able to hold her in my arms was enough to let me believe hope could be found again. I expected a much different response from Rachel. I feared the worst. I thought she would feel like Gerard had done the same thing to her that he did the first time they were together, but it seemed that she had transcended the hurt he left behind. She refused to believe he would do it again. She had allowed herself to trust blindly, even when he didn’t deserve that a second time. It made me determined to find a way to keep Gerard from making a mistake—to pull him back into our bed, even he didn’t believe it was possible.
The next day
“Have you heard from Gerard?” I walked up to Chief Dade’s door and leaned into his office.
“Me? I thought he was your roommate.” Chief Dade lifted his head, and I saw a look of concern on his face.
“Yeah…” I realized I probably shouldn’t have asked him, but it was past time for our shift to start.