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Part 15

Buckle up for some hot and sad stuff...

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I shook my head hoping this all was a drunken dream but Liam still stood in front of me. I felt confused and hot at the same time. His posture was confident and calmness seized from him. I licked my dry lips taking him in.

Damn alcohol and sexual frustration!

His eyes bore deep into my soul making me want to forget everything and just give myself up.

Liam must have seen the wheels in my head spinning because the next thing he did he threw the last bit of my hesitation out of me.

He slowly started unbuttoning his shirt all the time not averting his gaze from me. Then he took off his shoes and unbuckled his belt.

I gulped hard, throwing my clutch and phone into the sand nervously. We were silently communicating with eye contact, desire was thick in the air. When he lost his belt he took predatory strides and in one quick motion, he sat me down on the rock. The memories of that morning at his house came crushing my mind when he stood between my legs.

"I can see your struggle but honestly I don't give a fuck," his voice was so hard it made me feel hotter. He then kneeled in front of me and started to slowly lift my dress up. "I tried to be subtle and make you come to me but you run every time..." his fingers slid up higher making my body tremble. "I wanted to have a relationship with you..." his breath fanned along my legs while his fingers moved dangerously close to my core. "You made me so angry..." the lack of gentleness in his voice and wet tongue moving up my thigh pulled a long moan out of me.

I leaned on my elbows sprawling more on the rock feeling the tingling sensation in the pit of my stomach. My eyes rolled in my head and he hasn't even started.

"Liam..." I breathed out when I felt his knuckles scrape the fabric of my panties. "This doesn't mean anything..." I finally uttered but of course, he didn't stop.

His hot tongue moved along my already damped panties and I shuddered from anticipation widening my legs to the brim. Never in my life, I wanted a man so badly. I was aching and itching for him to be inside of me but he just kept teasing me with his tongue putting my whole body on fire with his moves.

"We will see about that," he commented with lust in his voice and dragged the fabric to the side.

His rough tongue met my pulsating flesh with so much sensitivity that I almost died on the spot. He trailed it up to my nub and circled there making humming sounds while I tried to gain some willpower not to break into million pieces. I gasped for air like a drowning man trying to sit still on one spot.

"Such a bitter girl and yet so tasty..." he whispered moving his tongue professionally but deliciously slowly, awakening my every nerve. He put more pressure on his moves and then I felt his finger entering me and gathering all my wetness on the tip of it. "Fuck, you're so tight..." his breath fanned on my thigh while he quickened the pace of his tongue and added one more finger.

He excluded moan after moan from me every time his fingers touched my g-spot. I felt like I'm going to explode from his pace but when I felt my toes curl and was about to cum, he took his fingers out making me feel empty and cold.

He grazed his teeth ever so lightly over my clit and gave it one more long lick brushing his knuckles over my pulsating core. My eyes were closed and I was panting hard when I heard the zipper unzip. I snapped my head at him and faced his huge rock-hard cock pointing at me.