Say Yes (Nostalgic Summer Romance)

I was in another universe altogether.

One where the only thing that mattered was Liam’s expert tongue and adept fingers.

When the waves receded, a violent tremble shook me from head to toe, and I couldn’t hold myself up any longer. I went slack, and Liam wiggled out from under me, helping me lie down in the sheets as he took the place beside me.

“Oh my God,” I whispered, covering my face with my hands. It was all I could do to peek out from between the slits of my fingers at his smirk. “What did you do to me?”

“Gave you an orgasm, I believe.”

“That was… wow. I’ve never, I…”

“You’re welcome.”

I laughed, covering my face again before I rolled over on my side to face him. My mouth parted at the sight of him lounging there fully naked, his abdomen just as lean and rigid as I remembered from the shower. I traced the hair down his chest and stomach until I found his penis, long and thick, the tip glossed with pre-cum.

Liam reached down with the arm not keeping him balanced and gripped his length, rolling his fist over it with a groan, his thumb smoothing over the pre-cum.

I licked my lips at the sight, my thighs clenching together as another wave started building in my gut. I didn’t know it was possible to go from sated to hungry again in just a matter of seconds.

“I want to do that to you,” I said.

“Do what?”

“You know,” I said, a blush shading my cheeks as I watched him roll his hand over his cock again. “What you did to me.”

“And what was that?”

My eyes flicked up to his, the dark irises laced with a heady desire.

“I want to suck you.”

His eyelids fluttered, something between a moan and a curse leaving him as he flexed into his hand again. “Come here.”

He motioned me over, rolling until he was on his back with his neck and head propped up in the pillows. With his guidance, I got on my knees over him, and then I was face to face with his hard-on, with the veins lining each side, with the thick, glossy pink head.

“Do what I was doing,” he said first, helping me grip with my left hand at his base.

I swallowed, gripping a little tighter before I rolled my hand up and down his shaft. “Like this?”

He groaned, nodding. “Yes. Now, suck the tip.”

I wet my lips, biting my lower one before I balanced myself on my knees and lowered my mouth. Liam sucked in such a stiff breath when my lips parted over his tip and my tongue skated over his skin that I thought I might have hurt him, but the way his hand slipped into my hair to grip and hold me there, I figured out that it must have felt good.

“Fuck,” he groaned, flexing his hips in time with my hand. I kept my mouth on his tip, but moved my hand up and down his shaft just like he had been, squeezing a little harder. “Swirl your tongue.”

I did as he said, and he bucked against me with another curse. His hand fisted in my hair and gently guided me down farther, until half of him was in my mouth and the other half was being massaged by my hand.

And though he didn’t tell me to do it, it felt like the most natural thing to do next was to suck.

He moaned loud when I did, and I fused my mouth and hand together, slicking the skin with my lips before my hand would cover the saliva and spread it down the rest of his shaft.

I bobbed my head in time with his hand gripping my hair, letting him guide me, and when he flexed his hips at the same time as he held me down, I gagged, coughing a little at the sensation.

“Stop,” he breathed, pulling me off suddenly.

“Oh, God, did I hurt you?” My eyes widened as I looked him up and down, as if I’d see blood or a bruise.

He chuckled. “No, you minx, you almost made me come.”

“Oh,” I said with a shy smile. “And… that’s a bad thing?”

“No,” he said, his eyes hungry. “But I want to be inside you first.”

“Oh,” I breathed again, my eyes falling to his hard-on, to how thick and long it was.

“Do you want that, too?”

I nodded, though my heart raced so fast and hard, I wasn’t sure I was telling the truth. I did want him. Badly. But I didn’t know if I was ready. I didn’t know how he would fit inside me.

“Hey, come here,” he said, pulling me up until I was cradled in his arms. He pressed a long, hot kiss to my lips. “We’ll go slow. I promise. And just say the word, I’ll stop.”