Page 59 of Not Yet Yours
“And the making love,” I agree.
His voice is low and husky as he questions me, and I can feel my pussy getting wet as I answer him.
“Wow, you really do hate being tickled then don’t you?” Liam says.
We both laugh and it should probably kill the mood, but it doesn’t. The desire for Liam is still there, right at the forefront of my mind and when he kisses me again, I moan into his mouth and run my hand down his side over his rib cage.
He runs his own hand down my belly and lower, finding my tender clit with his fingers. I suck in a breath as he begins to work me. My clit is so swollen and tender, it feels weird, like an electrical pulse going through me. It’s nice, but God it’s intenseand I don’t know if I can handle it after the other orgasms. I guess I’m about to find out though because there’s no way I’m telling Liam to stop.
As his expert fingers dance over and around my clit, moving it this way and that, the tenderness begins to ease off and the usual pleasure I feel at Liam’s touch there fizzes out through my body. I moan Liam’s name into his mouth as he kisses me, his tongue moving in time with his fingers.
Liam pulls his mouth away from mine and gets on top of me, still working my clit with one hand. With the other hand, he takes hold of the back of my leg just above the knee and he lifts it, hooking it over his shoulder. He looks down at me spread so wide open and it’s his turn to moan.
“God Harriet, your pussy is so fucking amazing,” he says.
His fingers keep working, harder, faster, and right as my orgasm starts to flood me, he slips his fingers away and slams his cock into me. My pussy is already tightening as he pushes inside of me, and I gasp as I feel fuller than I have ever felt before.
“You’re so tight,” Liam moans in my ear and we begin to fuck, our hips thrusting, my leg still over Liam’s shoulder allowing him a much deeper thrust.
His thrusts are hard and fast, and they keep me teetering on the edge of another orgasm even as the first one fades away. Liam keeps moving, keeps fucking me. He leans in and nibbles my neck and then he kisses along my collarbone and back.
I can tell he is close to losing it because he slows his thrusts down slightly, trying to hold himself back. The thing is though, I don’t want him to hold himself back. I want him to come with me, so I move my hips more, faster and faster, and I know Liam won’t be able to resist matching the pace.
I’m right. With a tortured sounding moan, Liam is banging away at me, hard and fast, and then he’s nibbling on my ear lobe, and then his mouth is on my ear, and he tells me to come forhim. When he says those words, it’s like my insides just melt. I come and I come hard, and Liam comes with me.
For a moment, we are one entity sharing the pleasure of a dual orgasm. The only sounds are our moans and us gasping for air. I can feel every part of Liam’s cock against my walls as they tighten on him, and his moan gets louder and it’s dripping with pleasure. It makes me squirt out a rush of wetness and then another wave of pleasure crashes over me and I close my eyes and ride it, clinging to Liam as I go.
My orgasm seems to last forever, but I’m not complaining as I float along on a sea of ecstasy, still clinging to Liam, my anchor to the real world right now. Another pulse of pleasure and I don’t just moan this time, I scream Liam’s name, then I’m coasting down gently, and I come back to myself. I’m still clinging to Liam, and he is orgasming with me.
A final shudder goes through Liam’s body and then he rolls off me again, lowering my leg and I roll toward him. He puts his arm out and I lift my head up and let him wrap it around my shoulders. I rest my head on his chest and watch it rise and fall as he pants for air.
Slowly, I feel like I’m getting my breath back, and Liam’s chest is moving slower now. The gentle rise and fall of Liam’s chest beneath me starts to lull me back to the edge of sleep and I let my eyes close. I don’t realize that Liam has already fallen asleep beside me until he lets out a quiet snore. His snoring should annoy me, but on the contrary, the vibration of it is strangely soothing.
I still feel like I should jump up and yell something and scare Liam awake and get back at him, but I really don’t have the energy to do it. Instead, I stay where I am, encased in Liam’s arm and I fall asleep to the rhythm of his breaths.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Liam
Acouple of days ago, my whole world fell apart, and I felt like my life was over when I thought I had lost Harriet. In hindsight, that was a weird day. It started with me losing Harriet and ended up with us engaged to be married and having some of the best sex we’ve ever had. It almost made the agony that came before it worth it. Almost. Not enough that I ever want to think I’ve lost Harriet again.
“Are you sure you want to come in there with me and sit through all of the boring legal stuff?” I ask Harriet who is beside me in the passenger seat of my car as I park in the parking lot of the large mall. My lawyer’s office is right next door to the mall. “You can go shopping instead if you want to.”
I hold out my credit card to her, but she shakes her head.
“No, I’d rather come with you,” she says.
“Is that because you don’t trust me to tell you the truth if it doesn’t go well?” I ask.
“No, of course not,” Harriet says. “I just want to be here and hear what he has to say about it all and where we stand.”
“Ok,” I say. “I’m sorry for asking that, but I had to know.”
“It’s ok,” she says. “Come on, let’s go or we’re going to be late for your appointment.”
I know even if I am late, my lawyer will see me anyway. He gets far too much business off me to send me away, hence why I was able to get an appointment with him so quickly. But it is stupid sitting here and making ourselves late on purpose when we’re here on time.
We get out of the car, and I open the back driver’s side door and pick up the envelope lying there. I lock the car and Harriet and I head off toward the lawyer’s building. She slips her hand into mine as we come together around the car.