The Girl In The Dirty Shirt

If Wishes Were Pennies

"Megan? Megan wake up," Liam says softly and I groan, pulling the duvet over my head.

"Later Liam," I murmur, drifting back off again. The duvet is pulled down and he kisses up my back, his hand sliding up my stomach. I can't help but moan as he presses himself against me and his hand cups my breast.

"Wake up sleepy, its been twelve hours since you fucked me," He says and I breathe a laugh as he bites my neck, his finger pinching my nipple making me press harder into him.

"Mmm," Is all I manage as his hand slides down my body and in my nakedness he brushes over me, making me flinch. I feel the smile against my shoulder.

"Oh baby, I know how to work you don't I?" Liam murmurs and I moan as he pulls my leg back and his cock slips between my thighs. His other arm slides under me and he holds me against his chest while his other slides up my thigh and he slips a finger inside me. He moans in appreciation.

"You're always so ready for me ain't ya," He sighs and pushes his cock inside me. I groan loudly, panting, trying to keep up as Liam plays with all my senses, feeling more sensitive than usual.

"Tell me you love me girl," He breathes and I turn my face to him, managing a kiss. I open my eyes, looking into his ocean blues and he thrusts harder, making me close my eyes tightly for a second before opening them again to his.

"I love you," I gasp and he kisses me hard before pushing me onto my stomach and biting my neck, fucks me hard and slow. I moan loudly, gripping the sheets in my hands, throwing the pillow away. Vaguely I can hear Liam's phone ringing and I hear him curse.

"I'm gonna have to cut this short, hold on," He whispers and with that pulls me onto my knees and grabs my hips and fucks me so hard and so fast that I feel lost and I'm cumming so quickly and so loudly that when he stops I have to collapse down on the bed, shaking.

"Holy shit," I pant and Liam laughs, pressing a kiss to my shoulder and grabbing his phone from the dresser.

"I'll be just a sec," He says, getting up and slipping out the room. I sigh happily, grabbing my pillow from on top of Liam's and lye on my stomach, content. I close my eyes as I catch my breath.

"-Nah I'm telling ya she doesn't know. So we're fine. Right yeah. Yeah I know. Right fuck sake, I'll speak to you later, cheers babe,"

Babe?! My serene happiness is shattered just like that. Who would Liam be calling fucking babe? I fucking knew it, I knew it, knew it, fucking knew it. I knew he'd get fucking bored of me. I just didn't know it would be this quick. I underestimated just how much it hurt too. I swallow back the slab of hurt in the back of my throat. It genuinely feels like he has stomped all over my chest. I can practically see the boot mark in my heart. I mentally slap myself. Get your shit together Megan, it could be a mistake. No of course it's not. Just look at yourself Megan. Why would he want to be with you? You fat ugly fuck. You useless cow.

I sit up, leaning my back against the headboard and lighting a cigarette, I hug my knees to my chest. I bite back tears, chewing my lip until I can taste blood. Liam comes in with two teas and I quickly wipe my eyes, throwing him a smile. He goes to grin at me and stops in his tracks.

"Ey, whats up?" He asks softly, sitting down and putting the mugs on the dresser.

"Nothing,"

"Don't you nothing me, I'm not fucking stupid," He growls and I bite my lip turning away from him. He takes my chin in his hand and makes me look at him as tears fill my eyes.

"Aw Megan," He pulls me into his arms and I want to push him away, I really do but I can't.

"Please Liam, stop it, please," I plead, on the verge of full on sobs.