Let Me Put You In The Picture: Version 1

Chapter 196

            My cell phone chimed with a new text message waking me up from my already light sleep.

Matt C.: Come to Kentish Town ASAP.

I sighed a little as I moved Liam's arm off my rib cage and sat up to get out of bed.

He stirred as soon as the bed shifted a bit. "Blue?" He grunted with sleep in his voice.

I ignored him and just went straight for the bathroom. Matt's text message seemed urgent but at the same time not an emergency.

"Blue?" He sprung out of bed. "Blue!"

I slammed the door in his face.

He sighed and smacked it with his fists.

I rolled my eyes then opened the door.

He stood there with worry shining in his bright blue eyes. He didn't say anything but I could tell he was thinking about it.

I grabbed his hand and led him to the shower.

The water was almost as hot as it could be and the steam flowed up around us. We helped each other get our hair wet and then Liam reached for one of our bottles of shampoo.

I grabbed his arm and he released his grip on the bottle. I pulled him closer and crashed my lips on his.

He forced me back into the corner and I gasped at the cold wall against my skin. He put his index and middle fingers on my clit and began stroking me off making me gasp once more.

He was slow at first, easing me into a rhythm. I clutched around his shoulders to keep my balance and couldn't multitask to rub him off as well. I just wanted to enjoy it. I just wanted to be the center of attention for once.

I moaned right into his ear while he picked up the pace. Harder and faster yet gentle at the same time.

He moaned into my ear and stepped closer to me. His hard cock rubbed against my thigh as he began swinging his hips.

I spread my legs a little more inviting him in.

He took the cue and I cried out to the ceiling as he slipped himself inside me. He was slow at first working me up. He guided my hips with his until we were finally in sync.

I missed him so much but he'd been there the whole time. Physically anyway. Emotionally we had been worlds apart.

But at that moment none of that mattered. I forgot about Manchester. About Tarpoley. About any shit or secrets I'd kept. I just wanted him. I didn't want anything else.

I just wanted him.

He heaved in and out as he rested his head on my shoulder. He always needed that extra support afterwards. His knees gave out and it was up to me to provide him bracing. The water was still nice and warm and him pressing on me felt even warmer.

Liam went to Pretty Green while I headed for the NME office. I didn't tell him about the stop off I needed to make beforehand and promptly got on my way.

Matt greeted me at the front door of the flat and let me right in.

I stepped inside and gazed around the room...and that's when I noticed the bag on the floor.

I rolled my eyes at it. "Alright, Mr. Peregrine." I said to him. "Where is the peculiar child?"

"I'm not peculiar!" Gene shouted as he trotted into the living room.