The Girl In The Dirty Shirt

Chapter 82

I pulled back and he looked at me more confused than anything else. "Lyla..."

"Don't..." I shook my head "just...shut up"

I pushed him back into the table kissing him again; pushing my hands in his open shirt, his skin was warm against my hands.
I moaned against his mouth as I pulled open his shirt; his hands sliding under mine.
That was all it took, I knew he wanted it; he always had, he always made comments, he was the one who kissed me on New Year's and right now I wanted it just as bad.

Guigs pulled my shirt over my head, dropping it on the floor as I yanked his off his shoulders.
He lifted me on the table and I leaned back on my elbows. Guigsy squeezed my breasts hard with both hands. I squeezed my eyes closed, moaning loud. I gasped when his mouth closed over one of my nipples and sucked hard.
I twisted my fingers in his hair and threw my head back, biting my lip as he switched sides.

"Jesus Christ, Guigs" I breathed

He laughed lightly against my stomach as he pushed my skirt up on my hips.

I swallowed hard. "Just take it off"

He sat up and we looked at each other. "I've got a better idea"

He took the hem of my skirt in both hands before he pulled hard; ripping it apart. He looked at me with a smirk. "Laundry day in the Gallagher house is it?"

"Liam hates it when I wear underwear" I smirked back

He laughed lightly, like it wasn't the first time he'd heard someone say that; he opened his jeans and kicked them off.

"Didn't take you for the kinky type, Guigs" I smirked as I sat up wrapping my legs around his waist

"Didn't take you for the cheatin' type"

"Guess we've all got secrets, don't we?" I whispered as he leaned closer.

I pushed my hand in the front of his underwear; his knees buckled slightly and he leaned into my shoulder moaning.

I squeezed gently and he swelled in my palm. I sucked on his neck as I moved my hand before I whispered in his ear.

"Hit me"

He looked at me trying hard to focus as I moved my hand faster. "W-what?"

"Hit me Guigs, hard"

He let out a moan, but didn't do it.

"Come on baby," I whispered "Treat me like one of the girls you're always talking about"

I pulled my hand back out of his underwear and he blinked regaining his composure a little more.

"Unless you're all talk?"

Guigsy just laughed a little with a smirk.

I nodded, our eyes trained on each other. "That's it, isn't it?  Have to talk a big game in front of the boys; they won't-"

My head snapped sharply to the left and my cheek stung like a bitch. I looked at Guigs, who was looking back with a smirk.

"Still want it?"

I grabbed his face and kissed him hard, my teeth sinking into his bottom lip. He gasped in pain.

"Bedroom...now"

I raised an eyebrow "You know where it is"

He slapped me hard again and I bit my lip hard. "You aren't-"

He grabbed me by the back of the neck and pulled me off the table. "You want me to treat you like a whore then I will"

He grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked my head back. I gasped in a mixture of pain and surprise.