Say Yes (Nostalgic Summer Romance)

I shivered, twisting my fists in the sheets, my eyes fluttering shut. I couldn’t bear to look up at him when he had me so exposed, when I was spread out and unable to hide a single thing.

“God, look at you,” he husked, dragging one lone finger over the strip of pubic hair lining my mound.

I sucked in a loud breath when that fingertip brushed my sensitive clit, and when I peeled my heavy lids open, I found Liam smirking, his eyes on where his hand seduced me.

“So pretty and pink,” he mused, his finger sliding between my lips. He hissed. “Fuck, and so wet.”

“Please,” I breathed. I didn’t know what I wanted, what I was asking for, only that I needed something — and that I believed wholeheartedly that Liam was the only person who could give it to me.

Liam withdrew his finger as I shuddered at the loss. He hadn’t even penetrated me yet, and every cell in my being vibrated for him.

“Turn over,” he commanded. “Hands on the headboard, knees spread.”

I jumped to the order like a soldier obeying their sergeant, spreading my knees wide and holding onto the headboard for dear life. My breaths came harder now that I was facing away from him.

There was the distinct sound of a belt buckle and the unzipping of his jeans, and then after a shuffle of clothing, the bed dipped with his weight again, and he pressed the bare length of him between my cheeks, his chest to my back, hands wrapping around to palm each of my breasts.

I quaked at all the sensations, not able to focus on one more than the other. He thrust his hips, his hard-on rolling between my cheeks as he pebbled my nipples between his fingertips, and I moaned at how badly I ached for him, how I must have been dripping between my legs now.

“Stay here,” he whispered against my shoulder, and then all his heat was gone again.

I convulsed at the loss, but then he was on his back under me, maneuvering himself until his head was between my legs. I immediately wanted to fall back and cover myself up. It was too much. I was spread eagle with my vagina entirely too close to his face.

But he grabbed my hips and kept me in place, a wicked grin on his lips before he licked them like a starving man.

“Come here,” he urged, pulling my hips gently until I had no choice but to spread my knees even farther.

“What are you doing?” I panted.

“This,” he said, and with another pull, I was practically sitting on his chin, and he kept his eyes on mine as he slicked his tongue from my entrance up to my aching clit.

“Oh God,” I breathed, gripping the headboard tight to keep from passing out. “I’ve never… I don’t…”

“Shhh,” he commanded, and then he flattened his tongue and dragged it over me again, stealing any argument I had.

I knew it before, that he was more experienced than me, but I never could have imagined what it would feel like to be touched and licked and sucked by a man who knew exactly what he was doing. It was all I could do to just hold onto the headboard and not let my weak knees give out completely as he lashed his tongue against my clit, circling and sucking, his hands gripping my ass and pulling me down for more.

Liam was lost in the rhythm of what he was doing to me, basking in the moans he received when he ran his tongue hot and flat all along the length of me, and grinning when my legs shook around him anytime he sucked my clit. The longer he worked, the more every muscle I had tightened and shook. I was a ticking time bomb, consistently wondering if the next touch would set me off.

So when he carefully slipped his index finger inside me while his lips covered my clit and sucked, I couldn’t help the scream-like moan that ripped from my throat.

“Oh, fuck yes, Harley,” he groaned, slipping his finger in deeper. He flicked his tongue against my clit before covering it again and sucking. “Find it. Catch it.”

I didn’t even have to ask what he meant. I could feel it, that little spark within reach, that flame ready to catch. And when I dropped my hips, sinking his finger in deeper and eliminating any space between his mouth and my clit, I found exactly what I didn’t know I’d been searching for.

Vibrations of numb ecstasy rolled through me like an earthquake, wave after wave of pleasure pulsing from my every limb of my body directly to where Liam kissed me between my legs. He held onto me tighter, his finger circling inside me, his tongue relentless as I rode out the tsunami. I screamed and clamped my hands harder on the headboard to keep upright, my eyes squeezing shut as I succumbed to the feeling. I had no idea what I was saying or how loud I was, but I didn’t care.