Winter's Heart (Part 1) 18+ Canon

Chapter 8

***Spicy scene ahead***
Liv stared at her code without really seeing it. Her mind was still hung up on their activities from the night before. He finally let go. For a brief moment, he let down his guard. Because of her. But she still wanted more, needed more.

She hadn't seen him since last night, but she had heard him this morning going down into the basement. Since then, she had retreated to her study, unsure of what to do. Liv sighted, saving the code and turning off her laptop. Her gaze fell onto the broken shelf, evoking a fluttering sensation in her lower abdomen. She bit her lip as, once again, her mind was flooded with sweet memories from last night. Liv shook her head, stood up and walked towards the book shelf, trying to take him off her mind by reading a book.

James leaned against the cold wall in the basement. He sat like this for hours. Liv was right; he always ran, especially from her. And now he hid in the basement, just to be able to stay away from her. This was ridiculous, he thought. He stood up and went upstairs, shaking his head over his own actions.

As soon as he reached the top of the stairs, he heard her quietly cursing. Without thinking twice, his body sprang into action, leading him into the study, where he found her leaning against the shelf, stretching her right arm for a book. Fuck it all to hell! He thought to himself.

"Need a hand?" he asked, entering the room.

"What gave me away?" she replied, huffing and stretching again.

He crossed the room and came to a halt right behind her. It may not have been necessary to get so close to her, but it was hard for him not to. Her smell rose in his nose as he stretched out his right arm to reach for the book. He took a deep breath, telling himself that he could walk away at any time.

Liv took the book but froze, when she felt his finger grazing over the sensitive skin on her neck. She automatically arched her neck, allowing him better access. He put his fingers around her neck and tilted it to the side. When he did that, a soft moan escaped her mouth. He tilted his own head until his lips grazed over the delicate skin on her neck and inhaled her scent once again.

He let go of her throat, letting his finger fall until he felt the fabric of her skirt and shortly after the skin of her legs. She let out a shaky breath, felling his fingers touch her skin. James placed his left metal arm to the left of her, caging her between him and the shelf, not that she was planning on escape. She was right where she wanted to be.

He began to let his fingers slide up on the inside of her thighs, until he reached her throbbing heat. Liv let out a moan as soon as he touched the soft fabric of her laced panties. She let go of the book instead of grabbing it from the shelf, anticipating what was about to come. He used his leg to nudge hers apart, to get easier access to her sweet spot.

Liv moaned again as he slid his finger up and down her swollen pussy. When he repeated the gesture, she grinded into his hand, craving his touch on her bare skin.

"So impatient, doll", he mocked, grinning against the crook of her neck.

All Liv could master was a weak whimper as a response.

James spun her around before kneeling in front of her. He caught her surprised face as he hooked his finger on either side of her panties and pushed them down.

"I thought I'd... return the favor", he said, winking at her before pressing his lips onto her flesh.

Liv moaned loudly, tilting her head back, not fully comprehending what was happening. James grabbed her left leg, putting it on his shoulder before grabbing her butt, hard, urging her closer. Her pussy was pressed against his mouth when he began his sweet torture by stroking her with his tongue.

As soon as his tongue touched her folds, she lost all sense of her surroundings. She didn't care who heard her scream his name. Her hand ended up on his head, grabbing his hair and urging him closer. James let go of her rear, just to place his finger at her entrance a moment later. As soon as he began to enter her, she pushed down her hips, wanting him inside of her.

She began moaning his name as he pushed inside and began to move in and out of her, nearly losing balance when her knees threatened to give in. He flicked his tongue over her clit while he withdrew his finger only to keep them moving at her entrance, taunting her, knowing exactly what would push her over the edge. Liv came with a hoarse moan, rocking her hips against his mouth, her fingers grabbing into his hair.