Page 81 of Freeing Emily
I give him the slightest nod.
“I need to hear the words,Féileacán.”
Damn this man.
“I- I’m yours, Liam. I’ve always been yours.”
Crashing his lips to mine, he fills my pussy with two fingers. He swallows my moan, growling as he pumps into me.
He curls the fingers of his hand that grip my jaw around my throat, and they tighten slightly. I tense, and he pulls his lips from mine.
“I’ve got you, Emily. I won’t hurt you.”
I swallow before pressing my lips against his. He groans, fingers picking up speed. They curl, rubbing that perfect spot inside my pussy and my legs begin to shake.
“Come for me, babe. Scream for me.” He bites down on my neck and my orgasm explodes from my body.
The water begins to cool, and Liam quickly turns to shut it off before lifting me by the back of my thighs. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I kiss and lick the skin of his neck and shoulders.
His finger digs into my ass before he tosses me onto the bed. Landing on my back, I prop myself onto my elbows and watch as Liam pumps his cock, watching me with hooded eyes.
He pulls me by my legs to the edge of the bed before kneeling. He stares into my eyes as he lowers his mouth to my thighs, his warm breath skates over my skin and I moan at the sensation.
Smirking, he plants a kiss on each thigh and then moves to my pussy. Brows pinching, mouth falling open, I moan the moment his tongue meets my folds.
I slam my head against the mattress, fingers sliding into his wet strands. “Oh fuck,” I whimper.
He licks, nips, and sucks on my lips and clit. Every stroke of his tongue causes my clit to swell. My lower stomach tightens, and I feel my heart beating in my pussy.
My hips grind against his face, and he hums in approval. He hooks his arms around my thigh and holds firmly, increasing his lapping at my pussy until I burst, his name falls from my lips with a scream.
He presses a kiss to my pulsing core and then moves to hover above me. His grinning face is glistening with my cum.
“I love the way you taste,” he says.
He kisses me, the flavor of my release fills my mouth.
“Let me take care of you, Em.” He says when he pulls his lips from mine. “Let me take care of you like I should have.”
My throat tightens. Instead of answering, I slam my lips to his. Using one hand, I take his hardened cock into my grasp and line him up with my entrance. Liam presses into me and we groan when he fills me to the hilt.
I don’t know if I can trust Liam with my heart again. I can’t trust that he won’t shatter it, completely obliterate it. And in truth, I don’t want to risk it right now.
When I told him that I was his, I meant it. I always have been. It’s never changed, and I don’t ever see it happening.
Each roll of Liam’s hips sends my eyes rolling into the back of head. His hands grip onto my hips, his mouth moving from my neck to my shoulder, then down to my breasts. He pulls my nipple into his mouth and flicks his tongue over it.
My legs fall open wider, encouraging him to fuck me harder. Our bodies slap against each other, echoing in the room. My screams combine with his groans until we both reach our peak.
He releases into me with my name leaving his mouth and it sends me over the edge.
“Oh fuck! Liam!” I scream. Legs trembling, body tightening, my orgasm bursts out of me like a freight train. My pussy gushes, squirting my release all over Liam and the bedsheets.
“Shite,Féileacán,”He groans, squeezing my hips tightly.
He pulls out slowly, the mixture of our cum spills from my core. Liam watches, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
His gaze flicks to mine. “You already know what I’m going to say,” he says before scooping our combined release and pushing it back into my pussy.