I woke up the next morning and found Liam in the kitchen; he was on the phone with someone.
He smiled "Sure"
I smiled kissing him on the cheek. "Morning" I whispered
"Nah we ain't doin' nothin', why?"
I looked at him curiously.
"Sure Mam" he said wrapping an arm around my waist. "We'll see you then"
He paused
"Love you too"
I smiled leaning on his shoulder
"Bye"
He hung up the phone and turned his full attention to me. He smiled grabbing my ass with both hands and squeezing hard.
I giggled holding on to his shoulders."Morning beau'iful" he smiled
"Good morning" I smiled "Where are we going with your Mom?"
"She wants us to come for dinner"
"She wants us to come," I asked "Or do you miss your Mommy and want to have dinner with her?"
"Does it matter?"
I giggled shaking my head "Not at all"
"Delyla Gallagher you're a terrible liar"
I giggled again pushing his hair back "I think it's cute"
He scoffed
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone you're a Mama's boy"
Everyone already knows that" he said sarcastically.
"Well I'll just have to make something up then"
I burst out laughing when he tickled my ribs.
"Okay, okay, okay!" I laughed "I won't say anything!"
"Promise?" He asked still tickling my sides
"I swear to god!" I laughed and he stopped just looking at me, his hands still on my hips.
"That's a bit much, don't y'think?"
I looked at him with a smile and a small laugh.
"You're beau'iful when you smile"
I pressed my lips in a hard line and felt myself blush.
"Haven't done that in a while" he smiled touching my cheek with the back of his fingers. "An' y'look like a fuckin' knockout in my jersey"
I leaned into his hand and closed my eyes he pulled me closer and kissed me gently. I kissed him back and he lifted me on the counter and kissed my neck; his hands sliding up my thigh under the hem of the jersey.
I smiled pulling him closer. "I have my own jersey remember"
"But that one's mine" he whispered An' y'still look better in it than I do"
I giggled wrapping my arms around his neck; arching my back as his fingers thrust inside me.
I moaned to the ceiling as his fingers moved in and out.
He sank to his knees in front of the counter and pulled me to the edge pushing my knees apart.
I pushed my hands through his hair and moaned as he sucked my clit into his mouth.
He flicked his tongue over my clit and I shuddered letting out another long drawn out moan.
He just sucked harder and I forced him closer.
His hands held on to my thighs, keeping them apart and my hands moved from his hair to the edge of the counter. My legs slid over his shoulders.
I breathed harder as his tongue moved faster.
My whole body started to shudder and I threw my head back gripping the counter tighter as I came; Liam moaned and I almost screamed in pleasure.
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The Girl In The Dirty Shirt
FanfictionLyla Thomas is an unstable young woman who moves from Canada to Manchester to outrun her problems. She meets an unexpected, unlikely knight in shining armour.