Finding You ❀ h.s.

Chapter 2

PLEASE READ MY NOTE AT THE END EXPLAINING WHY I WAS GONE FOR SO LONG

PS THERE IS MONICA TAKING THE 10 INCH LIKE A CHAMP HERE SO IF YOU DIDN'T WANT THAT THAN JUST SKIP AHEAD.

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I was breathing heavily from the thought Liam. What he did to me wasn't what a normal human could do, but since he was the only man I've been sexually active with, I guess I've never known what else the world has to offer.

From the moment we walked through our door, his large, experienced hands roaming my waist and hips.

I turned, my back against the counter as I reached up to touch his face. My fingers brushed over the stubble on his sharp jaw line as our lips connected, his hand grabbing my ass through my dress.

He hummed into my lips. "Bedroom?"

I smirked. "Bedroom."

He didn't waste a moment, he picked me up while unzipping my dress and I worked on his buttoned shirt. I was left in my underwear and Liam still had his pants on.

My back hit our bed, I immediately sat up and my wandering hands went to his zipper and button, undoing them and letting his dress pants fall to the ground.

I went to the band of his boxers, his hands stopped mine.

"Baby," He laid me back on the bed, his hands touching my exposed skin, "Tonight is about you."

He kissed my neck slowly, trailing down all the way to my underwear. I began to shake under his control, becoming impatient.

My hips bucked as I felt his breath on my nearly dripping core (A/N: hahahah I'm laughing so hard ogm I never thought I would write this it's so awkward.), I cried out from him teasing me.

"Liam!" I almost yelled, I felt him smiling at the state he was putting me in. His fingers hooked around my panties, dragging them down my legs and onto the floor.

(A/N: THIS PART I WSAS LAUGHING SO HARD OMF) I whimpered as his skilled tongue slid over my southern area, my hand went down and tangled itself in his styled hair. I squirmed under his electrifying touch.

"No!" I whispered with the energy I had left as his lips left me.

Liam crawled up to me, his lips no to my ear.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" He grinded his already hard (A/N: OFNSI) onto my core, making me shudder and moan.

"Speak." He commanded, the grinding stopped.

"Yes, Liam!" I nearly cried out. He hummed and his lips attack my neck and I heard his boxers hit the floor.

His hands gripped me by my hips roughly.

"Oh, fuck." I whispered as I felt his enter me rough. He was always rough, he knew I loved it that way. I loved the bruises he left from his touch, I loved how I could barely walk the next day. Liam felt terrible, he hated the fact that he inflicted pain on me. It was never on purpose of course.

"Scream my name, Monica." He said deeply, his eyes closed shut and is lip between his teeth.

My nails dug into his back, he didn't notice. Liam wasn't Liam, he was a rough sex master with absolutely no feeling of pain.

He hit every inch of me with pleasure, he had me in the palm of his hand.

"Can anyone make you feel as good as I do, Monica?" He growled.

I didn't know the answer to that, since I have only been with Liam, but I couldn't answer anyway since the feeling of ecstasy washed over me.

His hands were all over me, his lips sucking and claiming me his. His breaths were felt on my neck, they were shaky and his thrusts were uneven. His hands held me under him as he basically forced the orgasm into me, my back arched as I reached my high and cried his name one last time.