7. Liam

CHAPTER SEVEN

liam

I take advantage of my 6 foot 4 frame and turn us away from that inconvenient camera. I'm not about to provide entertainment for anyone but myself and dear little April tonight. After making sure her body is covered by mine, an easy task considering how short she is, I lick and nip at her ear while my hands roam freely over her body.

Her hard nipples poke out against the fabric of her dress, luring my hands to them. I rub, pinch, and make them even harder. She's so fucking responsive. April moans louder and my cock throbs in the confines of my pants.

My grip on her tightens as the high-speed elevator carries us to level 52 in less than sixty seconds. The ping it makes as it reaches our floor brings us back to Earth and she asks me, all breathless and bothered, "What's the room number?"

"Fifty-two hundred." I show her the key card and she steals it from my hand. She steps out of the elevator, takes off her heels, gives me the cheekiest smile ever and says, "I'll race you," speeding in front of me.

What the actual fuck? I crack up and walk as fast as I can, adjusting my aching cock that would've burst my pants open had I taken up her challenge and ran.

She's panting when I get to her, waiting for me with the door open.

I shut the door behind us and dive back onto those lips. I've never kissed anything so soft, so inviting, so wild. Those lips will be my demise. I grab the nape of her neck, break our kiss and look down at her as her chest rises and falls in quick, mesmerizing successions.

I've only kissed her and alarm bells are already ringing, signaling that I'm in over my head. I don't remember being this excited, this drawn to a woman in God knows how long. Ever, maybe. Fuck . It's such a turn on and also annoying as hell. I'm getting too carried away. I need to write ‘escort' on a Post It and stick it on her forehead so I don't forget what tonight is about.

Unbuckling my belt, she pulls my cock free and murmurs to herself—a whisper that I catch to my utter pleasure—"Damn. This is going to hurt so good."

I fist her hair, forcing her head up to look into my eyes. She moans freely now, unashamed.

"Tell me your hard limits," I say before I assault her lips some more.

She pulls her face away, making me pull harder on her hair.

"Freaking try me." Her brows arch to challenge me. "I'm not a delicate flower, Liam."

Oh, baby. It's on.

She starts rubbing my cock up and down, gentle just for the first few pumps, then she squeezes me hard and jerks me off nice and rough. I buck back like a fucking first timer, running from the silky trap of her fingers. She feels too good, and that's just her hand.

"Fuck, April. I'm about to embarrass myself and I don't want to ruin that pretty dress of yours." I need to fuck her before I blow in her hand. And I need to not behave like an inexperienced teenager. What the fuck has gotten into me today?

"Don't you dare waste any cum out of my body." When she talks like that, my chances don't look so good.

With that, she falls to her knees, licks me from base to head and sucks my precum. Closing my eyes for a nanosecond, I knock my head back on the wall. I'm sure that was supposed to hurt, but all I can feel right now are her lips around my cock. It's slow, wet, the purest torture. I look back down and she's staring back at me. April moans like it's the best thing she's tasted tonight. Sorry, Martín .

She pumps my shaft while she sucks further down my length, driving me deeper, an inch at a time, getting used to my size. Fuck. She really is a pro.

It takes an inhumane effort not to come. I want to come, but I want her to keep sucking me even more. I can't stop watching her, even though I know it'll be the death of me. She's busy but still locks eyes with me.

April takes me to the back of her throat and swallows. The pressure around my head is sublime and I can't rein in the spasm that runs down my body. I'm so fucking close. She frees my cock and inhales deep through her lips, catching up on her breath.

"Fuck my mouth, big boy. Let's see how much of you I can take."

Feeling daring, isn't she? And wouldn't you know, I'm curious to find that out too. I'm just not sure she'd be this brave if she knew how rough I can be, and how my control is already hanging by a thread.

April opens her mouth, puts her tongue out, and waits for me.

I take my sweet time admiring the view of this gorgeous woman on her knees, hungry for me. Slapping her tongue a few times with the head of my cock, I then caress her gorgeous face with my index finger.

That's it. I can't take the eagerness in her eyes anymore, so I move one hand through her hair until I have a firm grip on her head. My other hand guides my dick along her tongue. She relaxes her jaw, letting me in, giving me the control I crave.

"Open wide, gorgeous. I'm going to fuck that pretty mouth hard, deep and you're going to drink up every last drop. Take it all, then lick my cock clean."

I'm no longer able to do slow or gentle and start fucking her mouth with purpose.

She moans her approval, knuckles turning pale as she holds on as tight as she can to the fabric of the pants I'm still wearing.

I push deeper into her throat and pause for her to catch her breath.

"Is this your limit, beautiful?"

She turns her head slightly from side to side. Oh, she's good.

"Can I carry on?"

She nods with her mouth full.

Fuck, yes. I keep it deep and start fucking that sinful mouth of hers even deeper.

She struggles with her gag reflex, but she's not giving in. What a trouper. Tears of black mascara run down her face and I swear it's the most beautiful painting I've ever seen.

She moves her hands from my thighs to my balls and I'm done.

I push forward one last time as my balls tighten and my legs tense up as I empty myself inside her mouth. Time stands still as I come for what feels like forever. April never stops sucking and swallowing. Whenever I think I'm done, she summons another thick shot of cum from me. And not a single drop falls from her lips.

Like the skilled worker that she is, she licks me clean like I told her to.

Good girl.

April falls back on her heels and looks up at me with dazzled eyes and a small smile. "Testing my limits is fun. And yummy." She licks her bottom lip.

"Oh, yeah?" My chest is heaving and I haven't caught my breath, but I know a challenge when I hear it. "Let's move on to some more experiments, then." I tuck my dick back in my boxers, pull my pants and zip them up. Then I pick April up from under her arms and throw her over my shoulder, slapping her ass. She screams first, then laughs.

I feel so… carefree. Is that the word?

The feeling is so foreign to me, it's hard to pinpoint.

I take her to the kingsize bed and drop her in the middle of it. She takes notice of the room for the first time and, by the way she gasps, she approves. "Oh my God, Liam. This place is?—"

I cut her off by tugging her legs in one swift move, bringing her ass to the edge of the bed. She yelps, then laughs, and I find I quite enjoy that sound.

The move pushes her dress above her waist and I'm rewarded with the sight of what I only got to feel downstairs; her lacy black panties. Huh, regular panties. Not a thong. How unusual. But I got to say I've enjoyed all of April's surprises so far. I want a taste of her so badly, I don't stop to take them off. It's been too long since I've eaten pussy and I've decided I'm about to have a fucking feast.

I peel off my jacket like it's on fire, discard my shoes, and kneel by the bed. Then I bend down, pull her underwear to the side, and find she's glistening for me already. I had a feeling she was enjoying that blowjob too, just not this much. She's soaked and the knowledge makes my dick hard again. We're on for a long night.

My eyes look for hers, but they're closed. "Eyes on me, April."

She blinks herself to the present, focuses back on me and after one deep breath, she gulps. "Oh, you're trouble."

I mirror back her smile before I move my head down and inhale deep.

Fuck, she smells good.

My breath on her pussy makes her try to close her thighs together.

"You don't get to keep this pussy from me tonight, gorgeous." I grab her knees and nudge them apart. "Spread these legs for me. And keep them like that."

I drag two fingers through her folds, watching her body react to my touch. Her back bows as I tease her entrance, my name on her lips as she begs me for more. I push a finger inside her, loving how her tight walls welcome me in, and as I quickly add a second, her arousal coats me completely. I look back up and she is lost, rubbing on her nipples through the dress, eyes closed.

I stop what I'm doing.

"April." My voice is loud and stern, filling the room. "I don't appreciate repeating myself."

"Huh?" Her head jerks up as if I've just caught her sleeping in class.

"Eyes. On. Me." I punctuate the words, pumping deep and curving my fingers up on the way out of her cunt.

She obliges, even though startled and struggling to keep those green eyes open as I tease her. I bring my fingers to my mouth and suck them clean. It's my turn to close my eyes and savor her taste. "Fuck, you taste good. Too good."

I open my eyes and she's staring at me with that "o" shaped mouth again. Capital O.

Taking that as an invite, I crawl my way on top of her and kiss her open mouth. She groans when she tastes herself on me and grabs my hair, deepening the kiss and sucking my tongue like it's my cock. I love a woman who enjoys her own taste.

I break the kiss—hopefully the spell, too—and bite her swollen bottom lip. I need to have another taste of her. Fuck, give me a liter of her. Teasing her, I press kisses to her stomach, and her hips rock as if she's desperate for my touch. I tug on her underwear, peeling it off her legs so she's completely exposed. My cock aches so much I have to squeeze it to regain some composure.

I bury my face back between her thighs, turning my attention to her clit. I lick and suck her swollen bundle of nerves as I push three fingers inside her. The sound of her arousal echoes around the room and she thrashes her head on the pillows, a mess of brown hair everywhere, as I thrust in and out of her.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God," she whimpers. I keep driving deep into her, but take my mouth off her clit, wanting to tease and edge her until she's begging me not to stop.

"Are you crying for help, gorgeous? I'm the only one that can help you now, so how about you cry my name instead?"

"Liam! LIAM! Don't stop. Please don't stop."

"Much better," I counter, before lavishing her clit with my tongue again. Her moans are music and I can't help but add to the melody, humming into her pussy.

She lifts her feet to the mattress, her legs widening as she pushes herself down on my fingers, desperate to come. Oh, baby. Not until I say so.

I speed up and slow down, expertly edging her until she quivers violently and begs again, her voice faltering. "Liam, you're going to kill me. Let me come. Please. Make me come." Her fingers bury in my hair as she pulls me tighter against her, hips bucking wildly as she tries to take what she needs, but I'm not letting her get what she wants just yet.

"I don't think I can stop, beautiful. If you come, you might want me to stop." I smirk between sucking and licking and nipping. "Do you want me to stop now?"

Her body is convulsing, on the verge of an orgasm. She's barely coherent as she begs me not to stop. I feel almighty as I watch her unravel under my touch.

"I can't stop eating this pussy." I replace my fingers with my tongue, fucking her with it. My beard is covered in her juices, and still I want more. "Fuck, I can't get enough of this pussy," I mumble against her lips.

I slap her clit and she jumps from the bed like I've electrocuted her, then holds herself up on her elbows. Her face and cleavage are glistening with sweat. I run my hands over her thighs, up her crotch and squeeze it. "Lay down and take it, April. I'm not done with you."

She whimpers and tries to bring her hand to her clit, but I smack it away. "Right now, this pussy is mine, and I said I'm not done with it."

I pump my fingers lazily into her again. "Damn you for getting so wet for me."

I pump faster, licking her arousal from my lips. "Damn you for tasting this good."

I stare down at where she's stretched around my three fingers, and the thought of replacing them with my cock prompts me to fuck her faster.

"Damn you for being so tight." I dive back in like a famished man, devouring her until she's chanting my name like a prayer. Then I lick, suck then scrape my bottom teeth over her clit, and she explodes.

Her body thrashes violently, her moans turning into screams as her hands tighten in my hair and she rubs herself on my face, riding out her orgasm.

I keep fucking her slowly with my fingers and don't stop until she's completely done, licking up every drop of her arousal, loving how the aftershocks ripple through her body.

Every now and then, her pussy grasps my fingers in a tight hold, as if jolts of electricity are coursing through her.

I've never seen a woman come apart so beautifully before.

Once her body relaxes, I kiss along her thighs and make my way up her body, regretting not undressing her before. I can't wait to take her again, but April is like a rag doll right now. The most disheveled and stunning rag doll I've ever seen.

Fuck, what am I thinking? I don't even sound like myself. I shake my head to clear my fuzzy, pussy whipped mind.

I can't help but chuckle at the sight of her. I might've actually broken the woman. I go back to trailing kisses up her body until I reach her face and kiss her stained cheeks. "Beautiful, come have a bath."

"Liam, I don't think I can stand. Please call 911," she mutters, eyes still closed like it's too much effort to open them.

"It's 999 over here. And I didn't say you needed to stand up." I scoop her up and cradle her in my arms, carrying her to the couple's bathtub in the suite.

Turning the light dimmer to the minimum, I place her down on the chaise longue and remove what's left of my clothes.

I don't need to tell her to open her eyes now. Naughty little thing. She smiles as if I'm giving her a private show.

"May I help you with your dress?"

"Yes, please." She sits up, turns her back to me, and gathers her wavy, almost curly brown hair to the side. I take a knee behind her and take my sweet time pulling that zipper down, relishing the crisp, melodic sound of each metallic tooth sliding apart, filling the air with anticipation. This must be the speed a sadist opens his gift on a Christmas morning.

I unclasp her bra and pull the straps down her shoulders so that her clothes all pool around her waist. I watch as goosebumps scatter across her skin and I smile smugly at myself.

I make my way around to stand in front of her and fuck me if those are not the finest pair of tits I've ever seen. "Up, gorgeous."

She's eyeing my crotch with a smirk. "Yeah, it's coming."

I look down at my semi, then at her. "I meant you, smartass."

She stands, pushes her dress the rest of the way down and places her hands on her waist.

"So fucking gorgeous." It requires tremendous self restraint not to fall to my knees and adore those perky tits of hers with my lips, tongue and teeth. "Now lay back down again." She inhales to argue but thinks better of it.

I get the water on the tub going nice and hot, take a cloth from the towel rack and take a seat next to her. She's a wet mess. I clean between her legs so she's not sitting in a mix of my saliva and her own cum. I wipe her down with the gentlest touch, but she still jumps, oversensitive. "Shhhh, baby, let me take care of this pussy. I'm not even close to being done with her.

I add some oil that smells nice enough to water and gather her in my arms again to take her to the bathtub. She nestles her head in the crook of my neck and takes a deep breath, like she's inhaling my scent.

"Hmmmm, sex smells great on you. And I don't know what you do for a living, but if you ever need a reference letter for a position as a human wheelchair, I can write you a stellar one."

I laugh and hold her even tighter to my body. This woman keeps stealing smiles from me. I didn't even know I had that many in me.

April steps into the tub first, and my worries about it being too hot are washed away when she hums as she lowers herself into the bath. She likes it scorching too. I sit opposite to her in the bathtub and lift her foot into my lap, massaging its arch. She groans like she did in bed and my cock stands to attention, reminding me that it's still desperate to be inside her.

Needing to touch her, I pull her toward me, turning her so her back is against my chest. It splashes water all over the floor and I have zero fucks to give about the mess. She's not allowed to drown before I fuck her pussy and maybe her ass, too.

April lets out an argumentative huff when I move her, but she settles quickly, melting into me. I enjoy the silence, the weight of her small body on mine, and the view of it from up here. I can't resist taking her breasts into my hands, loving how heavy they feel.

"I can't seem to be able to keep my hands off you."