The Girl In The Dirty Shirt

Chapter 84

He pulled me to my feet and turned me around, my back pressed against his chest. I leaned into his shoulder and closed my eyes letting out a moan as his hand slid over my stomach and up my inner thigh between my legs.
I turned my head and was met with a harsh kiss.
I moaned against his mouth as his teeth trapped my bottom lip.
I'd never done something like this, not with Liam anyway; he was taking complete control and it was a huge fucking turn on.
If I hadn't known better I'd think it was Noel.
He finally let me breathe and I turned around to face him.
Our eyes met and he knew; this time Liam just knew.
He grabbed me under the arms and picked me up off the floor. Before I had time to do anything he put me back down on top of the dresser; his hands immediately pulling my shirt over my head. He pulled his own shirt off as I unbuttoned his jeans.

I arched his touch as his hands slid up my naked torso. My hands abandoned his jeans and locked in his hair. I moaned louder when both of his hands squeezed my breasts and even louder when his mouth replaced his hands; his tongue circled my nipple and he sucked.

I swallowed hard and took a deep breath before I reached between us and wrapped my fingers around his hard shaft. This earned me a deep moan in the back of his throat. I smiled when he pulled back and looked at me; I squeezed gently and his eyes fluttered closed.
He moaned bracing himself on the dresser as I moved faster, his face inches from mine, his breathing got heavier and he had lost concentration on anything else.
I leaned forward and kissed his neck, my free hand holding his shoulder, pulling him closer. I moaned against his neck before whispering in his ear.
He slammed his hand into the edge of the dresser making the mirror on the back shake.
It was so easy to take my control right back.

I stopped and Liam looked at me absolutely devastated.
I just looked at him straight faced and he frowned at a complete loss.

"What's the matter?"

"Take it back"

That earned me an even more confused look.

"The control, Liam, come on" I breathed

"The hell are you talkin' about?"

I looked at him with wide eyes. "That, over there," I gestured across the room "Where the fuck did that go?"

"I..."

I shook my head jumping off the dresser, giving him a half smile. "Don't worry about it, I'll just have to find someone who likes control" I paused chewing on my lip; my back was to him now. "Noel maybe?"

I wanted to strike that jealous nerve again, but mentioning Noel might have been pushing it.

It wasn't, it was exactly what I'd wanted.

Liam had spun around on his heel and grabbed my wrist so fast I barely had a second to blink.
He threw me back into the dresser and I caught myself on its edge, the mirror fell forward and smashed on its top, sending glass everywhere.

Liam took absolutely no notice; his focus was on me and only me.
A second later I was right back where I had started, on top of the dresser; this time trying to avoid glass.
Liam said nothing, not right away; he yanked my underwear off and dropped them at his feet.
He pulled me to the edge of the dresser and grabbed the back of my neck, forcing me to look at him, not that I wasn't already.
He kissed me hard, his other hand pushing my knees apart.
He stopped kissing me and thrust three of his fingers inside me all at once, without warning.
Almost simultaneously he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled hard, forcing my head back.

I screamed, squeezing my eyes closed and I could feel him lean closer, breathing on my neck. I shivered letting out a moan, Liam didn't say anything, just breathed as his fingers thrust in and out harder.