The CHEF from Burhan & Sons

Chapter 6 - Amaryllis

Last day at Burhan and Sons, I was both happy and sad. I'm happy because I missed my office and I was finally going back to my desk but sad because I won't be seeing Liam all the time like I used to. It was becoming a routine, me going in early so that I could have a make-out session with him before his colleagues arrived and him giving me a ride home after work. I think I'm falling for him.

"Since it's my last day I was wondering if you could take me to your place, and maybe have a sleepover?", I said making him smile. He took a long time to answer so I knew I was moving too fast. "It's ok if you don't want to, I mean, I know that was too fast", I said turning to look out the window, afraid of seeing rejection on his face. "That's not it, I live in a studio apartment and my brother is there with me, temporarily, so I guess we could have a sleepover just not at my place", he said reaching for my hand.

"Oh ok. I didn't know you had siblings, I imagined you were the only child", I said and he chuckled. "Come on, have you measured your ego? It screams 'only child' all over", I said making him laugh. "I hate to disappoint you, I'm the fourth child and last born so...", he said while reaching my house. "Great, I can't wait to meet them, I bet they have interesting stories to tell me about you", I said and something that looked like disappointment passed his eyes but he covered it up quickly. I knew it was time to stop talking about his family, at least until he was ready.

I made dinner for us while he went to take a shower. When he got out, he was wearing gym shorts that I figured were from the gym bag he took from his car. "Smells good in here", he said looking at the stove. The fact that he was tall made him look past me easily, I'm sure he knew what I was cooking just by the look of it. "It's just spaghetti and meatballs", I said putting plates on the kitchen counter.

He sat and waited for me to put food on his plate. I did and as in previous times, he ate in record time making me smile. He did know how to make me feel good about myself. "It's my turn today", he said getting our plates. He went to wash them, giving me time to look at his tattoos. "Why just your forearms?", I asked making him stop and turn to look at me, then he caught on to what I was referring to. "I don't know", he said with a smile then went back to washing the dishes.

"Are you working tomorrow?", I asked trying to decide if we should go to bed or watch a movie. "No, why?", he asked then walked in front of me. I was about to propose a movie when he lifted me to the counter, he kissed my neck slowly, and my whole body shivered in response making me release a moan. "I like it when you do that", he said biting my chin lightly. I closed my eyes to take in the feeling. I loved being in control but for some reason, all my confidence disappeared every time Liam was around. I was a moaning mess; I surrendered my body to him.

His lips met mine as his fingers settled in my curls. It felt amazing. He pulled back and removed my top. I watched as his eyes lingered on my boobs hungrily. I was happy that he liked what he was seeing, I am an F size but it went with my body size perfectly. They got me many drinks over the years so I was sure that they were a sight for sore eyes.

I pushed my chest higher, giving him a better view, and making him groan as he started his assault on them. He sucked one nipple and then the other. He held them both in his hands and pushed them together, no doubt thinking of what he wanted to do with them after we got fully naked. I had a couple of ideas but I needed him to take control, he was already doing a good job so there was no need to interfere.

His hands moved from my breasts and settled on the waistline of my hot pants. I lifted myself as he removed it and threw it somewhere. I was so wet that I felt my juices coating his pants. His lips returned to mine then his finger started playing with my clit. It shocked me making me pull back and smile at the movement, he smiled back but didn't meet my eyes. He was looking at his finger and how my juices coated him every time he circled upward. It was euphoric. His hand held the back of my head tighter as the circling speed on my clit increased.

I found myself panting, searching for my release. "Aaah! Liam... faster... faster", he did not make a sound but moved faster. His tongue entered my mouth and I lost all senses. "Oooh lord!", I screamed and my orgasm hit me. He watched me as I enjoyed the feeling, the smile of a winner on his face. It was new to me; I was used to being on the other side as I rocked my one-night stand's world.

I enjoyed being watched by him but I wanted to return the favour... after I regained my strength. I pushed myself off the counter making him step back, he was watching my every move making me smile. Oh, I was going to make him see the stars.

I went on my knees and looked up quietly. He knew what I wanted; he removed his soaked gympants then his hands went to settle on the counter that was behind him. I smirked, licking my lips in anticipation as I got closer to his pink member. I licked him slowly making sure to hum as I moved my tongue around him. His knuckles started turning white and I knew he was close. I had just started sucking seconds ago, I guess he hadn't had sex in a while. Just how I like it.

"Fuck!", he shouted at the same time his semen surprised me and shot on my lips as I was kissing his head, I opened my mouth to accommodate the flood as I massaged his balls, my eyes not leaving his. He panted as if he had just finished a marathon as I licked his semen from the corners of my mouth.