Behind the Closed Door | 18+

3 - Giving In to Desire

As soon as the waves of pleasure completely finished crashing, I noticed Liam still standing in the doorway.

And I noticed he was wearing nothing but a pair of very snug boxer briefs.

With an incredibly solid-looking erection.

Liam must have noticed the look in my eyes as I took in his hard shaft, because instead of saying anything or walking away, he moved towards where I was laying on the bed and knelt there, by my side. I watched him, spellbound, my eyes unable to choose between his striking ice blue eyes, his soft lips, or his hard member, sure that the look of lust was all too clear in my eyes. I found my tongue coming out to lick my own lips, not remotely in control of the action, nor certain if it was the desire to have his lips or his shaft at my mouth in that moment.

Liam took a hand and slid it through some strands of my long dark blonde hair that had been resting on top of my shoulder to move it back behind my neck across the pillow. "Iris," he breathed, "do you want this?"

The sound of his sensual voice saying my name just inches from my naked body was so startlingly extreme. My skin prickled with electricity against his touch and my eyes drifted closed at the intensity of that feeling.

I exhaled deeply. "Yes!" I replied, barely a whisper. As soon as the word was out of my mouth, my hands both moved to my side, my lungs heaving in heavy pants, and I laid completely motionless, trapped by the intensity of those deep blue eyes.

Liam leaned in and lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me, using his other arm to support himself, parting my lips with his own and letting me feel that soft, hot tongue sweep into my mouth and tangle with mine. The heat of his breath and the taste of his tongue were phenomenal. I craned my head up to his and attempted to deepen the kiss even more, desperate to suck on that soft tongue, but for every inch I moved forward, he pulled back the same, not willing to relinquish even an ounce of control.

In an instant, I knew that I wanted his hands on my body, but he didn't make me wait for long. His hand slid down over my shoulder and began cupping and molding my breast. I wasn't sure how long he had been watching me before I was alerted to his presence, but whether by watching, by experience, by the amount of time I'd been without a man's touch, or simply natural talent, his fingers were caressing me in fabulous ways, causing my already hard nipples to bud even more.

I could feel my blood rushing in my ears as I finally reached a hand up to stroke his hard cock through his boxer briefs. He was so hard that I almost couldn't stand it that he wasn't already inside me. I wrapped my hand around him and pumped that rock-solid shaft, feeling him thrusting his hips into my hand. After only a few pumps, I was ready to remove the barrier between us and I moved my hands up and threaded my fingers into his waistband, pulling it wide and down to release him from the confines of his underwear. Once they were around his knees, he lifted his legs one at a time so that I could pull them the rest of the way off.

As my hands returned to his hot, hard member - pumping and swirling my thumb around the tip with one hand, cupping and squeezing his testicles with the other -, his hand moved down across my stomach, caressing my abs and then sliding lower to my dripping center.

"I love that you're shaven," he murmured into my mouth as his fingers began to explore. I smiled a little at his adorable and sexy delightfully English word.

I hadn't given it much thought until that moment. I had gotten in the habit of shaving everything below the neck when I was with Tommy and had just kept doing it after we were apart. The level of stimulation when all of the hair was gone increased the severity of every touch by a factor of tenfold, and I could tell that I already loved every second of Liam's touch. His fingers circled my lower lips, just teasing the outside, making me drip even more than I already was.