If loving you is wrong

Chapter 12

*****Liam *****

She is finally coming home......

I'm a ball of nerves by the time the day came to run to the airport to pick her up. I refused to have her take a taxi. I wanted to be there front and center, waiting for her when her flight arrived and she walks through the terminal gates. 

I can't remember how many times I double-checked and went over everything. From her transfer, her new classes, the house, and Dinner for when she comes home to feed her. It had to be perfect. All perfect.

"Breathe, Liam,"  Eric says to me as we stand there in the waiting area.

I do. I take deep, fortifying breaths as I watch the board and the few people that walk slowly through her gate. 

"And, give me those before there are no petals left on it," he adds, pulling the bouquet of flowers that I had in a death grip on,  out of my hand. 

Paranoia began to settle in as the time on the clock went over the 40-minute mark, and we had not seen her yet. "I think we need to check with..." I began but got a dead glare from Eric.

"Her flight landed. It takes some time. Be patient because you are making me nervous now." He scolds me. 

"I know, but what if...." his no-nonsense gaze made me shut my mouth immediately. He was right. We would have heard something by now if anything was wrong or if there were a delay. 

I pinned my eyes to the gate terminal and watched more people exiting. 

The air was getting kind of warm for me. 

"There she is," he said, smiling and slowly walking in that direction. 

I followed his gaze and began walking behind him until I zeroed in on the most beautiful smile. She walked quickly, wrapped her arms around Eric, and pressed her lips to his cheek. His embrace was tight and firm. Then he let go, stood back, and watched as she walked into my welcoming embrace. We needed to be careful with the PDA. A part of me wanted to shout it to the four winds that she was ours. She was with us. I held her tight, long enough to enjoy the softness and warmth of her body close to mine. She pulled away, and we gazed at her as she sniffled and wrapped her arm around us both and pulled us in for a group hug.

"I missed you two so much,"  she says softly.

"We, too," Eric said.

She let go, and with a watery gaze and a beautiful smile, she accepted the flowers.  We reached for her luggage and walked to the elevator to get to baggage claim. It was a strenuous feat as we had to take our time and not rush out of there like we really wanted to. 

So, we took our time and enjoyed her arrival. She giddily spoke of her flight and exclaimed that she was starving after I mentioned that we cooked dinner for her. On the ride home, I decided to send for my limo. That way, she could relax. 

But that wasn't the case for her. Ten minutes into the ride, she straddled me immediately.
"I've been wanting to do this for a long time." She says as she unzips my pants. We kiss and within seconds, my cock was free and surging into her pussy.
I could do nothing but hold her tight as my cock is encased in tight warmth.
She rode me nice and slow as I held her to me and caressed her while we kissed more.
She pulled away and looked for Eric, who sat next to us with his dick in his hand. That didn't sit well with her at all. She reached for him and urged him to take her from behind.  We found the perfect rhythm as we plunged into her and took her with a slowness to savor the time we were apart.  We made sure to cover her moans as she was getting so close. 
By the time she was close, and I felt her and Eric climax I was right behind both of them. It was an amazing ride.

I look out the window and see we finally made to our neighborhood. I sit back and fix myself up as Eric reaches for her panties and places them in his back pocket. As she slides her dress down in place as they kiss. By the time the limo pulls up to our place, they scramble to fix themselves before my driver opens the door.

We get her luggage. I watch as Eric takes them and walks with her inside as I stay behind and instruct my driver to pick me up in the morning for work. With that, he nods and bids me good night and leaves.

I turn and make my way up the steps. And walk in to the living. I walk into the beautiful sounds of her moans coming from our bedroom.

I quickly get the table setup and place a bottle of wine on ice. I walk to our bedroom and lean against the door as I undo my tie. I watch as she is spread wide, being devoured by Eric. She looks gorgeous, spread out in the throws of another orgasm as he licks away at her pussy until she is trembling and boneless.

I enter as he settles at her side and lovingly pulls her close. In no time, he drifts off to sleep. I am content that he is satisfied.

I undress, and as I am about to head to the bathroom, she slides off the bed and walks slowly toward me. I reach for her and pull her along as a silent invitation to join me in the shower. Words aren't needed to express how happy I am to see her.

In the mist of the warm shower, we caress and kiss as I lather her soft body with soap. I dedicated my time to pampering her up as she relaxed in my hold I shampooed her hair, and we stood under the warm, soothing water. She ever so often glided her fingers down my chest and pressed her lips there with gentle kisses before pulling me close for a tight hug. I love this.

We stepped out, and I dried her off, and myself then followed her out in our bath robes to the kitchen. Eric was knocked out. We decided not to disturb him. She sat and I served her dinner and poured us both some wine. We talked for a good while just about everything. I enjoyed listening to her time on campus. Her face lit up with the upcoming semester and her next classes. She pinned me with a gaze about work. It was down to a decision of either working for Eric or me.
Honestly, I loved the idea, but at the same time, I have to admit she will be a distraction. In a good way.

I honestly did not want her to lose focus on her studies. Her education was important. I could tell she was anxious for my answer. I sat back and placed my glass of wine on the table a motioned for her to come to me.

Slowly she stood and slide gently into my lap. She wrapped her arm around me. I caressed her jaw and held her gaze for a bit.

"I want you to focus on your studies."

She sat silent. "Eric and I will take care of you."

"We sure will," his voice came from behind us.
Freshly bathed and bright-eyed he came over and placed a kiss on her cheek before tackling her with tickles.
In my lap, she squirmed with an airy laugh, then settled down and rest her head on my shoulder. He gently leaned over and kissed me on the lips.

I continued talking to her.
She will be our top priority for any and everything.
"You. Mia Wallace will need nothing but will have everything. Spoiled rotten will have a whole new meaning for you."

She shyly bit her lip and her gaze softened. It melted my heart.
She turned to look at Eric and he agreed with a wink and nod. She lowered her head and smiled. She then looked at me and gently pressed her lips to mine. It was passionate and fulfilling. She pulled away and held my gaze.

"I love you." She whispered and wrapped her arms around me.

"And I love you."

"We love you."