dirty little secret [dark l.p]

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Emily's POV

"Take your hand, and move it down there baby" Liam instructs me, and I'm awkward at first, I eventually move my hand down there. I'm frozen, and for some reason I feel guilty. Is this wrong? It must not be, I mean I've heard a lot about it and almost every guy does it. Some girls must have done this, so it can't be that bad.

As I'm trying to convince myself this is right, Liam is telling me to rub myself. I take my fingers, and gently touch my sensitive spot and start rubbing. It's awkward and uncomfortable at first, but soon my body is relaxing, and my back is fully against the bed, with my knees in the air, and my had between my legs.

"Are you wet?" Liam sounds desperate, and it make me rub harder. I don't answer him, but instead I shut my eyes tightly as a small gasp escapes my lips. My hand is soaked, and I can feel the tingly start coming back. I almost start to think I peed, but just as Liam mentioned being wet, I knew what he meant.

I start to think of when Liam would do this exact thing to me, so I close my eyes as imagine him here.

"Emily, oh my god- moan again," Liam's voice is husky, and I'm almost positive he is masturbating at this point. How does the nurses not here him? My cheeks start to eat up, as I think of how dirty this is.

"Start with one finger, then two," Liam stops for a second, and I slowly push down harder with my fingers, finding the entrance. I'm soaked, as Liam starts whispering dirty words. I push on finger in, gasping a little. It slides in, as I move it in and out, moaning very quietly as I do so, and Liam is sill talking to me.

"Emily?" Jakes voice rings from outside the door, and his fists comes in contact with the door. My eyes snap open, and I stop.

"Uh- One second, I'm on the phone. And I need to go pee," I say quickly, glancing down at my naked body.

"Liam I have to go," I say, my cheeks flushing and I make my way to the bathroom, picking up my clothes on the way there.

"What? Why, Emily-" Liam starts.

"Text me, someone's knocking at the door, I can't continue. I love you, bye," I say, feeling awfully sorry for leaving him with a hard on.

I hang up, throwing my phone on to my bed, before quickly washing my hands, and wiping myself. I want exactly all the way there yet, but from what I did felt amazing.

I quickly got dressed, doing a quick glance in the mirror. My cheeks were flushed, and my hair was a little messy, so I splash water on my face, dabbing it off afterwards.

"Coming," I say to Jake, quickly making sure my room doesn't look too messy, before unlocking the door. Jake stands there with his hands in his pockets, staring at the floor. His eyes move up too meet mine, and I mentally curse at him for interrupting Liam and I.

"I wanted to ask you something," Jake says, and I motion him out in the hallway. I shut my door behind me, my patience wearing thin with Jake.

"Go for it," I say, walking with Jake as we go downstairs, and back to where my mom is seated.

"I was thinking maybe we could start over," Jake says, and I look up at him with a scowl on my face.

"That's a wonderful idea!" My mom exclaims, smiling brightly at Jake.

"No, it's not a wonderful idea," I say, soon realizing I sound like a bitch. "I'm sorry, it's just that I have a boyfriend," I say again, clearing myself up.

Jakes face changes, before a deep frown settles in.

"Oh, I didn't know," He says, walking over to one of the couches by the fireplace. I nod, shrugging my shoulders.

"Emily, we've talked about this," My mother says, her face hard and cold.

"Yeah, we did, and I'm not leaving Liam," I say casually, not in the mood to deal with her.

"It's fine, really Mrs. Smith, it's fine," Jake repeats, as if he is trying to tell himself this.

"If you don't mind, I'm going to bed," I say lastly, leaving them to talk behind my back.

I limp up the stairs, suddenly feeling an urgent pain shoot through my leg. I wince, clenching my lower leg. I breathe in sharply, before continuing. I finally make it to my room, quietly shutting the door, and sitting on my bed gently. I have a couple missed calls, all from Liam.

"Babe, why," Liam says, as soon as I call him.

"Why what?" I ask innocently.

"You left me with a hard on, which I had to deal with myself," He starts, scoffing a little.

"I will make it up to you when you're out of the hospital, or maybe after our court date with Lia," Shivers get sent up my spine by the mention of her name.

"Oh, yeah," Liam says, and I can feel him repositioning himself in the hospital bed.

"I'm hurting so bad," I say to him.

"Me too," Liam sighs. "I don't mind it much, except for the fact that the food here is shit," This makes me laugh, and I can hear him laughing as well.

"Oh god," I say, still laughing.

"I have to go to bed," I finish, once I'm done laughing.

"Me too," Liam says, and I slightly smile. "I love you,"

"I love you," I say, turning my bedside lamp off, and pulling the covers over me.