The Girl In The Dirty Shirt

Chapter 46

I stayed at Noel's place for a while, drinking, snorting, popping, denying; all the fun stuff that comes with being the wife of a rockstar.

It was well after two before Liam and I called it a night. We took a cab home and Liam didn't say anything, just went straight to the bedroom and got in bed; I followed him and climbed in on my side. Liam seemed mad at me.

I sighed moving closer and wrapping my arms around him and he shrugged me off. I frowned and pulled back.

"Babe?"

He said nothing

"Liam..."

"What?" He muttered

"What's wrong, are you mad at me?"

He just shrugged; I touched his shoulder and pulled him to face me. He turned over and just stared at me.

"Hey," I touched his face "What's the matter?"

Y'been pretty chummy with Noel lately"

"He's your brother, Liam. Don't be like that"

"Why the fuck not?"

"Because I didn't marry him"

"Maybe y'should have"

"Liam!"

He shrugged under the blankets; I glared at him and shoved him hard. I turned over facing away from him.

Liam turned over and wrapped his arms around me.

"Lyla..."

"What?" I snapped

"Baby..." he whispered kissing my neck; his hands squeezing one of my breasts.

I chewed my lip "What?" I muttered as he kissed my jaw.

"Look at me" He whispered

"No" I mumbled pulling the blankets around my shoulders.

"Come on Lyla babe"

I glanced at him sideways and he just smiled. I didn't say anything; he leaned over me and kissed me gently.
I rolled over on my back and pulled him closer for a second before I pushed him away.

"I'm not letting you win that easy"

"Win what?"

"I'd sooner touch myself than let you fuck me"

"Is that so?"

I nodded looking up at him

He sat back "Well then, don't let me stop you"

"You don't get to watch" I said raising an eyebrow.

"Why?”

"Because I said" I thought for a minute "I am pretty high" I smirked at him

"I think we both are; what's your point?"

"Better orgasms"

I pushed my hand in my underwear and started to rub my clit.
Liam watched me for a second before he laid on his back next to me and started stroking himself.

This was definitely something different, but I was horny and mad at him, so I wasn't about to give in.

I moaned biting my lip, I moved my fingers faster hearing Liam groan next to me.

"Lyla..."

He whispered my name and it made my whole body shudder.
I turned my head on the pillow to look at him and he was watching me.
I dropped my right hand from my stomach to my side, my fingers grazed over Liam's already lying on the mattress.
He turned his hand over and linked his fingers with mine.

Squeezing my hand as he moaned again, I stopped and sat up. Liam looked at me completely at a loss.
Lying on my back just wasn't doing it for me; Liam seemed to be doing fine on his back so I would just make that work to my advantage.
I straddled his torso, kneeling on the mattress my fingernails digging into the back of his hand now up by his head.

My dominant hand making quick circles on my clit I watched Liam as his eyes watched my fingers.

It felt like I'd already been touching myself for hours and I was getting fucking nowhere. I knew guys had problems getting it up if they were too far gone or whatever, but I didn't think women had a problem getting off and Liam clearly wasn't having any problems.

I entertained the idea of giving up on this getting myself off bit and telling Liam to fuck me stupid instead, but I didn't.
I tried really hard to concentrate on coming; nothing.
Tried even harder to concentrate on Liam's moans; nothing.
Tried thinking about Noel; still nothing.
I made Liam suck on my fingers to see if that would help; it didn't.
I moaned in sheer frustration, this was becoming more of a chore than anything else, it had stopped being anywhere near pleasurable about half an hour ago, but I was too invested to just give up and go to bed.

I finally found my release, my whole body was shaking with anticipation, my clit was so over stimulated it had almost been too much. I came, Liam's name on my lips, accented with his moans of pleasure and for two tenths of a second if had been nothing short of fucking bliss; the rest of it was relief. I could finally go to bed.
Liam came not long after I had; my name was the one on his lips.

That was all I needed to know that he wasn't mad at me, not really.
Our relationship wasn't one you were going to find in the pages of a textbook.
We could be intimate without even really touching. It was unconventional, but that's exactly what Liam and I were.
We could be screaming at each other one minute out on the lawn while the neighbours watched from their front windows shaking their heads; and the next I could be lying wrapped in his arms like I was now; listening to him tell me how lucky he thought he was while he played with my hair.
Saying things that made me realize just how much I didn't deserve to have him in my life. How much he deserved to have someone who wasn't me as a wife. He just needed a little more time to figure that out and until he did I was going to be here because it was warm and safe; and I really did love him, with all my heart. I just happened to love someone else too, who just happened to be his brother.