Hear My Heart Beat

II

(Warning: Sexual content. For mature readers only.)

I could not think clearly. It was as if my mind was muddled by alcohol, or by the pot I had smoked a few years ago. Neither was the case now. I was high though. High on Liam's sinfully addictive kisses.

We had divested ourselves of our clothes. A naked Liam was magnificent. I could not wait until he put his noteworthy tool to excellent use.

"What about your promise?" His question was muffled by my breast against his mouth. He gave it a hard suck which drew out a long moan from me.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked impatiently. I was beyond conversation at this point. All I wanted was a good fuck. I never realized how much I missed it until I was here in his bed, in his arms. I took his length in my hand, as I had wanted to do since I set eyes on it. It twitched excitedly in my fist. It was so hard and smooth and was in fact the prettiest cock I ever had the privilege of holding. My mouth watered. I contemplated taking him into my mouth when he interrupted me.

"No sex 'till you were ready for a baby?" I heard him murmur. He had reversed position and crawled lower where he started tonguing my belly ring. A hungry wail escaped from me.

Did this guy want sex or not? Why was he saying these things? I wondered. I didn't care about anything anymore except getting it on with him. I decided to put his worries to rest. "Tonight, I'm going to make an exception," I informed him, pumping his cock in my fist. Shit. Even his groan was sexy. I was drenched in no time.

"Fuck!" I cried out when I felt him lick me from my clit down to where he had buried his fingers deeply. He started fucking me slowly with his fingers. I spread my legs even wider accommodating his mouth as he treated me to a first class cunnilingus.

I temporarily lost hearing when he brought me to my first orgasm. And then I could hear incomprehensible cries, which I guess was coming from me. I tried to move away, but he didn't relent. He continued his ministrations until I crested for the second time.

Just as I was catching my breath, he entered me. My insides contracted a little painfully at the intrusion. It almost felt like the first time.

"God. You're so tight," he ground out, a drop of sweat falling from his temple to my shoulder.

"Five years is a long time to be celibate," I whispered.

He paused as his cock swelled inside me. He reached down between us to rub against the hood of my clit. It made my walls relax a little. He took this as his cue to move inside me.

We both moaned when we found the perfect rhythm. I couldn't help thinking how good he was. He knew just what to do to make my body sing, like that guitar he used to play. I wondered how many women he had been with before he had honed this incredible skill of his.

And then my train of thought dissolved once more and ecstasy filled its place when I reached my third orgasm that night. 'Third and last for tonight, I hope,' I thought lazily while holding his shivering, tense body tight. I didn't think I could survive one more.

He came down from his own high with a gruff sigh. He dropped next to me, pulling me into a hot embrace. And then we both fell asleep.

*#*

I was awakened by a shaft of light shooting through a gap in the curtains. I was the sort of person who woke up alert and orientated. I immediately knew where I was, though I still found it hard to believe. After flirting over dinner, Liam had taken me to his place and fucked me senseless. If my sixteen-year-old self were here right now, she would've died of happiness.