The Roommate (The Camgirl Part 2)

Part LIII: I Haven't Been Doing So Well

LIII: Blake and Liam

Blake

"Choke me."

Blake realized what she had said a moment too late.

Liam tensed, and she froze. All of the incredible sensations he'd aroused inside her were thrown into a swirling storm of panic as she met his wide-eyed gaze.

"Liam," she breathed, gazing up at him, trying to focus, "That just slipped out. I'm sorry, I--"

Liam brought his finger to her lips, quieting her. His eyes took on an intense cast that somehow made the tornado inside her subside.

Then he lowered his hand.

Blake's stomach fluttered, heart pounding as Liam's fingers touched her throat, then encircled her neck. There was no pressure, just the heat of his fingers of her skin, but immediately felt her mind fog over and her body flood with arousal.

She shuddered as she gazed up at Liam.

"Just tell me if I'm pressing too hard."

Fuck. I love him so much.

Blake couldn't say it, though. Not yet.

She would have to show him.

Blake reached up and put her hand over Liam's, then ground her hips into his. She pressed down, increasing the pressure.

It was strange. Blake had never done this to herself--that didn't do anything to her. It wasn't the thrill that made her want this. She didn't even really like the idea of breathing being harder. What made this special was the trust involved. The idea of being so vulnerable, yet knowing she was safe. Shivering, Blake ground her ass against Liam's hips as he matched her pressure.

"Fuck me, hard."

Liam nodded, then gripped her throat just a bit tighter.

Fuuuck.

His other hand gripped her ass hard, and Blake could do nothing more than hang on as Liam did exactly as she'd asked. That, combined with his fingers at her throat, completely overwhelmed her. She was still a ways off from cumming again, but this was far better than another orgasm. Blake felt so safe. She didn't have to worry about anything. Not like this. Not when she was with Liam.

Blake gave herself over to Liam's touch, surrendering completely.

Liam

Fucking Blake like this was much harder than Liam had expected.

Still, he was close now, and couldn't hold back much longer.

Not only were his legs burning from the effort of doing this while standing, but he had to be careful not to tense his fingers. He'd done it a few times without meaning to, and while Blake hadn't complained, Liam didn't want to push it.

It felt amazing. That in of itself was nothing new. Blake--being with her like this--was always amazing. Having his hand around her throat like this, though...they'd done that before, but this time she'd actually had him press down with his fingers.

Sometimes he worried about Blake holding things back from him, but if she could trust him like this... The thought filled Liam with an incredible warmth. It wasn't arousal, but it made everything feel ten times as amazing.

Liam came back to the present as Blake moaned, her walls clenching around him.

"Liam," she gasped, a strange quality to her voice, "So close. Hold me like you did before. I--"