Always Yours (Roommate Duet 6)

One morning I woke up and Liam was gone, leaving me with a note that he went to Vegas to handle Victoria. I was so goddamn pissed, but by the time he returned and told me what he did, I lunged into his arms in relief. He told Victoria his plans to tell the DeFrancos of their affair if she didn’t fix this, and when she called his bluff, he drove to Mickey’s and put a gun to his forehead. I’d never known Liam to be in such a full-on rage before, but he’s loyal as hell to the people he loves. Once he told Mickey what evidence he had and what he’d do with it, he threatened Victoria into helping Tyler or would leave her and the babies. Mickey cared more about his family finding out the truth than being with Victoria, but at least now Liam knows he has a secret weapon if Victoria ever tries anything again.

Unfortunately, it was too late to get Tyler out of his charges due to the physical evidence they found. She managed to pay off someone to reduce his sentence to eight years. Serena claims he’ll probably get out in five years with good behavior, but anything could change between now and then. Though we’re all devastated, it’s better than the twenty he could’ve had.

Tyler started his sentence four months ago in April, and it’s been an emotional whirlwind since.

I’d never seen Liam so distraught even after all the shit we’d been through. Watching his friend go to prison from events that Liam started has really hit him hard these past several months. I know he feels at fault, but Tyler chose to get involved. He knew the risks, and although neither of us could’ve predicted this would’ve happened, I wish he’d stop beating himself up over it. Proving Victoria’s motive for setting him up would’ve been nearly impossible too. Tyler’s not ready to confess all his sins and rat out the mafia, given the consequences he’d face for being a snitch. As disgusting as it is to think, he’s actually safer in prison than in Vegas right now. So for that, I’m somewhat thankful. Hopefully, once he’s out, all of this can be forgotten, and Victoria will leave us alone forever.

“I know, Liam,” I say softly. “Use me, baby. Take out your frustrations on me. It’s what I’m for.”

Liam lets out a breath and slows his rhythm. “Not happening. I’ll save that for kicking Mason’s ass in the ring.”

A giggle escapes from my throat, and Liam picks up his pace. “All I want to do to you is love you, so let me.”

I suck in my lower lip and nod. His hand slips from my hip as he smacks my ass with a loud crack, pushing me forward. With a yelp, I catch myself and lower my body as Liam drives us closer to release. A few months ago, I told Liam I wanted us to sometimes be rougher during sex. Being that he’s the only man I’ve slept with, I still want to try different positions and experiment. Though most of the time when he gets rough, he ends up slowing down and showing his sweet side. Even in Tahoe City, we experimented with the blindfold, but it turned romantic. He still thinks I’ll break, but I’m ready to prove him wrong. I love it when we make love, but I also like changing things up too.

“Harder,” I beg, lying on my cheek. “Don’t be gentle.”

“Maddie…” His tone is a warning, but I don’t care.

“Harder,” I press.

Liam grips both of my ass cheeks in his palms, parting them and pounding into me like I asked.

“Yes, like that,” I say around a moan.

“Put your hands behind you, Mads,” he orders. I quickly do as he says, and he reaches up, then wraps his fingers around my wrists, holding them there. “Fuck, baby. You look so damn sexy right now.”

I smirk, looking over my shoulder. “Don’t stop.”

“Goddamn,” he grunts. “So beautiful.”

He keeps going, climbing us closer to the edge, and just when I’m about to unravel, he slides his palm up my back and yanks my hair so hard my pussy tightens, and I explode.

Liam follows me within seconds and then releases my hands before collapsing on top of me.

That was the best goodbye house party ever.

Dear Tyler AKA Beanstalk,

Your new cellmate, Archer, sounds like a douchebag, to be honest, but I guess I can’t blame him. I’d probably be one too being locked up with you 24/7 : ) Haha, kidding! I’m glad you have someone you can talk to and hopefully trust.

Liam and I just moved into our new apartment, and it feels strange not having to go to classes and dance practice this fall. I still can’t believe I finally graduated three months ago! I’m like an adult now. How’d that happen? (Don’t answer that!)