The Little Black Book of Imagines

Liam Payne Imagine 29

"You don't look pregnant." I state. At seven months you would think that she'd appear more...I don't know...pregnant by now.

"I know!" She exclaims. "What a rip off! Something needs to balance my fat feet and ankles." She stuffs another miniature pickle into her mouth.

"They're not fat, they're swollen. There's a difference." I correct.

She rolls her eyes and sucks the pickle juice from her finger.

"Can't even tell unless I'm wearing a fitted shirt."

"You're the only pregnant person I've heard that wants to be bigger." There's a vibration from my phone and I see it's a text from Liam.

"Phoenix, every pregnant woman wants to look pregnant in the same sense that women who aren't  pregnant don't want to appear to be."

"It's too early for statements like that." I don't try to understand what she just said.

Liam texts me that he's stopping by, I let him know that the door is open.

It's not long until I hear the heavy footsteps of his boots and the jingle of his keys. I can hear them be discarded on a nearby table or counter.

"Phoenix?" "Where are you?" He finds me in my room. A smile breaks across his face. "Hello , beautiful."

He turns to my bestfriend. "You look wonderful, Lexi."

"Thank You, Li." She smiles putting the lid onto her jar.

He climbs onto my bed on his knees kissing me softly on the lips before sitting with his back against the headboard. He brings each foot to his chest to get rid of his boots.

"How's the baby?"

"Strong, healthy and ready to go see daddy." She smiles and then gets up from the recliner. "See you guy's tomorrow." She hugs us both and leaves us.

"What have you done today?" I ask Liam.

"A lot of house things." He begins to tell me about his domestic morning and I haven't left my bed, yet.. "I even bought actual groceries, for cooking." He laughs.

"You're never home long enough to cook it all." I hope he doesn't hear the underlying sadness in my statement.

"Sorry." I guess he did.

"No, it's okay. I know it's your passion and your career." I scoot closer to him grabbing his hand into both of mine and placing them onto my lap, laying my head on his shoulder.

"I love you." He says and I still.

What?

He's never said that before, I don't even know if we're dating. We're really close but we haven't defined anything.

But if I'm honest, "I love you, too." I turn to look at him and he's wearing a ridiculous grin. Suddenly I'm flat on my back receiving kisses down my neck.

"I've been so afraid that you wouldn't say it back." He says in between kisses.

Secretly that's probably why I've avoided the "dtr" conversation all together. My fear of rejection. I'm relieved that he's felt the same.

Just for funsies I say it again.

"I love you."

His eyes lift to meet mine and his face is downright enjoyment. I'm pleased that those words from me seem to make him so happy.

"Say again." His eyes turn dark and his hands reach down to peel my shirt over my head.

"I love you." I say as he tosses it to the floor. His lips capture mine, dominating it's movements.

His teeth lightly hold onto my lip as he muffles around it. "Again."

"I love you." I say after he releases it and grabs hold to my shirt pulling them down my legs.

His hands smooth across my stomach playing with the lace of my panties.

"You love me."

"Yes."

"More than I will ever know?"

"Definitely."

"How long?"

"Rivers." I smile. He remembers. I can vaguely remember telling him that this is my favorite thing from my favorite book series ever.

He pushes my panties down ny legs tossing them and then his pants and underwear.

Running his erect length across my most sensitive part I gasp.

"How deep?" He strains. I can tell he's trying to hold off as much as possible.

"Oceans." I whimper as he enters me. His mouth is against my neck, his hot breath heating my skin more.

He's so careful as he slowly pulls away from me and grunts as he buries himself back into me. With his slow movements I move my hips to meet his every time.

With his slow measured movements the build is slow but so heavy. I can feel it creep up thrust for thrust making me unaware of everything around me. I can hear a high pitched ringing and I know I'm close.

"I love you." I whisper.

"Ahh." He moans. The sound is so lovely I repeat it just to hear it again.

"I love you." I say right into his ear.

His movements become sloppy and more rapid. In minutes I'm feeling my orgasm. I grip the sheets for comfort and find none. I begin to shake from my climax and watch him as he begins to feel his orgasm.

I can feel a build in the pit of my stomach again and I can't help but call his name.

"I love you so much, Pheonix."

Our declarations of love has made our climax and fall back to reality a blssful moment. The man that I love is starting to move beside me.

"You're amazing." He whispers. Minutes later I can hear snoring and I'm so tired from our activity that I don't care that it's just after noon.

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I feel absolutely terrible, I had to do an update. I've missed writing and I'm so sad from having to work instead of writing.

Sorry for having you wait so long for an update.

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~Cassie ♡