22. Liam

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

liam

She's hanging from my neck, at my mercy—probably unaware that I have none—and I begin to take off her skirt. She raises her hips to help me, but I take my time, grabbing her ass, touching every inch of her until she's only left wearing her tiny lacy panties. I hum my appreciation.

I run my hand on top of them, and April pushes forward, hunting for her release. I dip my thumb lower, finding her other, tighter hole and applying just a bit of pressure, not enough to breach it, but just enough to show what I want. "Can I?"

"You want to fuck me there?" She stares at me in shock. I'm not asking to stick it in one of her nostrils.

"I want to fuck you everywhere. So, yes, I do. Have you ever done anal?".

Her eyes widen, not in surprise, but in what looks like pure mockery. A single line of disbelief forms across her forehead.

"Liam, first you thought I was a hooker and now you think I'm an ass virgin?" The brat talks back and we both crack up. "Yes, I have."

It's rather illogical, but I'd rather hear a no. I don't mull over it.

"Did you like it?" I start rubbing her pussy with my fingers while I press my thumb on her ass.

"No. Hurt like hell and he was half your size."

I couldn't keep the smug smile off my face if I wanted to, which I don't. I give her clit more attention as a reward. "Good girl." She just made up for her previous answer.

Her mouth hangs open and her eyes close, chasing the orgasm I'm not willing to give her yet.

"The other night you were all about testing your limits." I'm rubbing her clit and she's pressing her body down on my hand. "You had fun, right?"

"God, yes. Best sex of my life." She opens her eyes, seemingly startled by her confession, every shade of red rising from her neck to paint her face.

April opens her mouth, and I shut her up with a kiss. No way in hell she's taking that back. "It was the best fuck of my life too. And I need some more."

"Take off those stupid clothes, Liam. They're in my way," she says playfully as she fumbles with my belt, lightening the mood of our confessions.

I take over my undressing, and she moves up the bed, stripping herself in a hurry. Inspiration strikes, and I know exactly how I want her.

"Keep your heels and panties. Everything else, off."

Fuck, this woman is gorgeous. She's laying down, resting on her elbows, almost naked, legs twitching with anticipation.

I put my tie and belt next to her and wait to see how she's going to react to the unspoken suggestion. April gives me a big smile, so I take a few condoms from my trouser pocket and throw them on the bed too before I tell her what I want next.

"Come here," I say with a hook of a finger and she stares at my cock like she's hungry for it. She takes her time crawling toward me and I want that image tattooed on my brain. As soon as she reaches me, she pumps my cock slowly and licks its head. "So greedy."

I stop her from going further, grabbing her by her shoulders and bringing her up to kneel in front of me.

"I'll feed you that later, after I fucked your pussy so hard and for so long, you'll beg me to put it in a different hole." I kiss her arms around my neck, pulling her naked body closer to mine, and it almost makes me lose sight of my plans. No matter how good the reason might be, stopping kissing April always feels wrong. "Turn around for me."

She does and I pick my tie first. I lean down to her ear and ask her to close her eyes. After I blindfold her, but before I tie the knot, I check, "Is this okay?" Her breathy "yes" marks the start of what promises to be another unforgettable night with April.

I run my fingers over her body, from her tits, stomach, until they dip into her dripping cunt and she shivers. "Oh yeah," I tease her. "This feels very okay." She rocks her body back and forth on my hand, while my fingers all but breach her entrance, running between her lips, then up to her clit.

Her head is leaning on my chest when I lean to whisper, "Get on all fours." She grunts her objection when I remove my fingers but does as asked. I stare at the perfection before me, following my every order. I have to squeeze the head of my dripping cock to pace myself down. "Now, head down on the mattress, arms behind your back."

Again she obeys, looking eager for whatever I have in store for her. I smile to myself, doubting that she's thinking about the paparazzi anymore, as she spreads her legs wider for me. She's so small that when I wrap my belt around her arms, just above her elbows, it goes around twice. I wait for any reservation she might have, but there's none.

The unearned trust April puts in me is something I cherish and relish in. I caress her skin, filling my hands with her flesh and curves. "You look so pretty with that ass hanging in the air for me."

I slap it with an open palm; the sound cracking louder in the silent room. My cock twitches and she whimpers. I lower myself, loving how her back arches further as soon as she feels my breath there. I lick up the inside of her thigh, tasting the arousal that has spilled from her already. Desperate for more, I pull her drenched panties to the side to drink it straight from the source.

Fuck, I can do this all day. I love licking her clean to the sound of her moans. I raise my tongue to reach her ass and feel her tighten her muscles as she tenses up. I massage her hips, licking around her tight hole to allow her to get used to it.

"Relax, baby girl. Let me feast on you. Clit," I say before I suck, "... pussy," I continue before I lick, "... and ass," before licking and pushing the tip of my tongue inside it. "I want all of you, April. I'll make it good, I promise. And I'll make you beg." I lick it again, before biting her round ass. I slap it on the same place as before, watching it getting redder and even more beautiful.

I reach for a condom, tearing it open and rolling it down my aching shaft. Taking her hips in my hands, I push the tip into her wet, hot pussy. Oh. It's tight. Tighter, if possible. "Let me in, gorgeous." I run my palms up her back, then make my way down to the sides of her thighs.

I need to take my time and let her get used to my size, no matter how wet she is. We're a tight fit and I didn't give her a good stretch today, fucking her perfect pussy with my fingers first. So I patiently push in, inch by inch, and before long, she's pushing back into me.

"Hungry for my cock, are you?" Self restraint is taking its toll on me, and I hang onto every shred of my pride not to stutter as these words leave my mouth. I hold my breath as I ease into her. It's the best torture, one I'd volunteer for over and over again.

"Yes," she hisses. "I need you inside me. Now. Take me, Liam. Take it."

She is too eager for her own good. I can hear the pain in her moans, but she keeps pushing back, begging for more.

Baby girl likes it rough, doesn't she? Yeah, I think she loves it when it hurts a little. So I let go, because really, who am I to deny her what she wants?

I push all the way in and her pussy ripples around my cock, tightening even more. How the fuck can this keep getting better? I pause a few seconds, letting the both of us indulge a little bit before I ease out of her. Then my hips drive back into her, causing her to scream so loud that I would worry for the rooms next to us if I didn't own the fucking hotel.

There's no stopping me now. I let her have it, ruthless, while she moans into the mattress. What a sight it is to fuck her like this, blinded and tied up. To watch her let go, surrender to me. I slow down, enjoying the view, touching every inch of her body I can reach before I pick up the pace again.

"Can you take it harder?"

"Yes," she screams loud enough to avoid any doubt, and I smile to her back.

"Can you take it deeper?"

"Yes. YES!" The desperation in her tone makes me fuck her tight little cunt with all I've got, pulling her hips to meet my every thrust, so hard her shoulders lift from the bed. The veins in my arms strain with the effort as I hammer into her.

My balls are covered in her juices, making sloppy sounds at every thrust. Music to my fucking ears. Fuck, she feels too good pulsating around me. She's got to be close.

I'm stretching her pussy to its limit, using her body to fuck as I please while her screams announce her orgasm.

I fuck April through her release, until her moans are barely a whisper. But since her pussy is my new favorite place to be, I struggle to convince myself to pause my movements and give her a break.

I ease out of her to enjoy the sight in front of me. Her hair is a sweaty mess, her legs shake with aftershocks, her pussy is red and swollen from the pounding it just took. I love how she turns into a rag doll after she comes.

The smile I'm wearing is so conceited, I'm glad she's still blindfolded. I bring her legs down and unbuckle my belt from her arms, getting even harder at the sight of the marks it left on her skin.

April exhales loudly, and it sounds as sexy as her moans. She tosses her hair out of her face and rests her hands under her head. She doesn't even bother with the blindfold. Contentment in its picture-perfect form.

Joining her in bed, I pull her closer to the headboard and lie next to her. I remove the tie from her eyes that are still closed and watch her flushed face, entranced. She's still trying to catch her breath, and she's never been more beautiful.

April opens her eyes and smiles lazily at me. She takes one look at my cock, still rock hard for her, and that's all it takes for her to come back from the dead. She sits down on the edge of the bed and pulls me by the arm to stand in front of her.

She carefully removes the condom, and her next move becomes pretty clear.

"April, no. Let me wash up first or you'll taste the condom."

"Then you better wash the condom flavor down with your cum."

I can't find a single good argument to protest the hunger I find in her eyes. She takes me in deep from the start, pumping the base of my cock.

Fuck me, she's famished and I won't last long. April looks up and I can feel my balls tighten. She jerks my shaft and sucks the head, swirling her tongue around it, then she takes me deeper again. It gets tighter the further she guides me in and my sanity hangs in the balance, as my reflex is to buck back when all I want is to push forward. She pulls me from the brink—but not too far from it—when she moves her mouth to my balls and sucks each of them while looking right into my eyes and pumping me hard. This woman can give a masterclass on blowjobs.

"Suck nice and slow. I don't want to come just yet."

She does what she's asked. Such a good girl, so I play with her hair and massage her scalp as she takes me in and out. She licks me up and down, making a show of it, making a show for me and I forget how to breathe. I'm so captive, I forget my body needs oxygen to function.

The clock doesn't strike another minute before I decide that trying to pace myself while she sucks me is the slowest, most cruel and best kind of torment there is. The look in her eyes is driving me mad, and I can't hold it anymore. Neither do I want to.

"Take me deep, baby girl. I'm going to come in that hungry little mouth of yours."

She takes a deep breath through her nose and sucks every inch until my cock reaches her throat. Then she swallows, squeezing the head of my dick with her constricting throat.

And I'm gone.

As much as I don't want to miss a second of the ravenous look on her face, I can't help but close my eyes and throw my head back as I tighten my grip in her hair to keep her where I want her.

I explode, coming down her throat as she keeps swallowing and making it even tighter, even better, and I feel like I'll never stop coming. She's milking every last drop from me. I release my hands from her hair and look down to be greeted by this gorgeous woman licking my cum from her lips, looking happy as fuck to have pleased me.

"And that's why I thought you were doing this professionally."

April falls back onto the bed laughing and I can't be sure which sound of hers I like best, her moans, or her laugh.