I Will Always Love You, #1

by Erica Storm

  “What will you have?” Liam asked looking at me and not at the waitress.

  “I’m not a big drinker,” I said to him. He touched my hand.

  “But you have to drink something. Have you ever had one of these dark beers?”

  “I don’t think so, but I’ll try anything once,” I said trying to pretend I was willing to try anything once. He looked at Francis and Ashlee.

  “I’ll let them decide when they come up for air,” Liam said. In a matter of minutes the bartender brought over the drinks. He placed them on the table and looked over at Ashlee.

  “Ashlee? Is that you?”

  Ashlee pulled away from Francis and wiped the back of her hand across her mouth and looked up and her eyes grew wide.

  “Danny.”

  “Ashlee, for fuck sake. What the bloody hell are you doing here?” Danny said with a confused angry and frightened look on his face.

  Chapter Three

  “Do you know him?” Francis asked as Liam and I watched with a curious smile. I was in a way happy that she found Danny and that she was with another man when he saw her. But things like this doesn’t end well.

  “Of course she knows me. She’s the one I told you about from the states.” Danny had been bragging all over town about Ashlee and never expected to see her again. The noise level was amped up with all the new people crowding inside to get out of the rain, but Danny’s voice rose above all that.

  “She’s with me now, Danny,” Francis said.

  “Shut the fuck up, Francis. You wouldn’t know what to do with a woman like her,” Danny said exerting his right to Ashlee. Ashlee looked up with a small smile obviously enjoying all the attention she was getting.

  “I’m with Francis. You have a wife or did you think I wouldn’t find out about that. I didn’t think that you cared.”

  “But I do care,” Danny said. He must have enjoyed what Ashlee had given him and couldn’t get over her as much as she couldn’t get over him.

  After watching in silence, Liam said, “If you two have anything to settle, do so outside.” The two men looked at each other and then Francis stood and walked to the door. Danny took off his coat and headed behind him.

  “I think I’d better go see what’s happening. I don’t want them fighting over me. If I’m not home, I’ll be at Francis’s. This is a small village just ask someone. I’d better stop them before they fight,” Ashlee said with a nervous ping to her voice. Before I could remind Ashlee that we had paid for a tour of the churches tomorrow evening, she was out the door and left me and Liam looking at each other.

  Taking a sip of the beer, I said, “This is bitter.” And my body shuddered as he held me tight and gazed at me.

  “Yes it is, but the men aren’t. We’re happy as long as we have a pub to meet in and our mates to console us when we have problems. Especially the female kind of problems.”

  “And do you have problems with women?” I asked him.

  He put his hand over mine and my hand felt the electricity of life flow through it and awaken me. “So far I’ve been lucky. No women problems. And no problems with a wife.”

  Looking at him, I said, “How did you escape not being married. You are a handsome man. And you are what twenty-five.”

  “No. Twenty-six.” And his mouth raised to the right when he laughed. “And you are twenty?”

  “No. Twenty-one. I’m old enough to drink and do a lot of things.”

  “Like fly to Ireland and sit in a bar and meet me. Are you old enough to dance with me?”

  “I think I can manage that if the songs are slow,” I said. “I don’t see any place where you can play music.” I looked around. Maybe I missed something.

  “It’s digital. What would you like to hear?” He said reaching into his pocket and removing a small remote.

  “Do you have “I’ll Always Love You,” sung by Whitney Houston?”

  And he spoke into the remote and the song began. He took my hand and we stood near the booth and he put his hand around my waist and I put my hand around his neck. He took my free hand and placed it there too.

  Being close to him had me nervous because he was too cute and too soft spoken. Liam was too good to be true. How could I meet someone like him on the last night of my vacation? He pulled me close to him and I was embarrassed and wanted that embrace to last forever. I looked him in his glowing emerald eyes and his eyes glowed. I knew it was all over for me. I had done the unspeakable. I had falling in love with a stranger I would never see again.

  How could I ever tell Ashlee she was a fool because I was being a fool too?

  This was the man who would capture my attention and make me do things many others had not. I became afraid of him and I tried to pull away but he kept drawing me in closer and closer until I could feel his pulse through my jeans.

  At six feet he appeared to tower over my five feet five frame. He wasn’t obvious about our dance. No one could see the closeness of our bodies and no one cared. They were dancing and appeared to welcome the song. It gave all the guys dancing a closeness to the women they liked or wanted to go to bed with, if only they could just remain sober for a few hours.

  The song ended and we stood there. He looked down at me as if to say what next. Well I wasn’t about to say let’s go to your place. But I didn’t have to wait long.

  “You are a beautiful woman. I hope someone told you, but not before me.”

  “Yes I was told that already. Before you,” I said laughing a little. But in fact no one had said that to me. I never gave them a chance. I was focused on one thing. Getting an education. But you’re only young once and you can fall in love many times, but I think it was the first time for me and he was so far away.

  I knew that I would never see him again so I threw all reason out and went with my heart. I smiled at him and said, “You are a handsome man. Has anyone ever told you that?”

  “Yes. Many a lass in these parts. But I never heard it from someone I like until now,” Liam said as I burst into a wide grin. Was he just telling the visitor what she wanted to hear? Was he trying to make the visitor happy so she could go home and tell about how wonderful the men in Ireland were? Was he just telling the visitor anything so he could get his bed warm for one night and then he wouldn’t have to deal with her again?

  I didn’t think so. He could have any woman he wanted and he chose me.

  Liam placed his finger on my cheek and drew a small line. “You have dimples. I like a girl with dimples. I liked to know something about you. When are you leaving Ireland?”

  “We have one more day in Cork and then we’re gone,” I said to him. I wanted for him to say don’t go. Marry me but that is just in the movies and this is real life and I just met the guy. How could I possible expect that from him or anyone? And besides that only works in the US where you go to Vegas and fall in love after an all-night binge of drinking and end of married. And he’s not the type. He doesn’t even drink that much.

  Liam raised his hand and asked for the tab. He signed it. “Let’s go where we can talk. It’s too crowded and too noisy to talk in here.

  “Where can we go?” I asked.

  “Why don’t you come over to my place?” He said. The crowd had gone back to their perspective tables and when I looked around I didn’t see Ashlee, Francis, or Danny and I was being led to the door through a crowd, and then a woman stopped us as we were heading for the door.

  “Who is this Liam?” He didn’t answer her and kept walking with me and holding my hand.

  The woman shouted, “Are you going to do her like you did me? I love you, Liam.” No he wasn’t going to do me that way because I would have just one night with him and then I would be out of there.

  “Who is that?” I asked.

  “Only someone I know. No one important.”

  “To say she wasn’t important is kind of strange especially since she had declared her love for you in the middle of a crowded bar.”

  “She’s just drunk. She’s alwa
ys here and I buy her a drink when she needs one.” I accepted that answer because I wanted to accept it. I didn’t want to pry any further and then find out that the man of my dreams was just a man whore. And if he was, I would be long gone back to the US and didn’t want to know about it tonight. Tonight belonged to us and I planned to take advantage of it.

  He opened the door and we stepped out into the fog. I was glad that I took the natural route because I didn’t have to worry about a weave or about my hair turning because of this damn weather.

  Liam put his arms around me, “Where is your car?” I asked.

  “In my garage. My place is only a few blocks away.”

  Suddenly I thought about Ashlee. “Do you think she’s ok?”

  “Don’t worry about her, she with two good Catholic boys.” And he laughed. Just as I thought they were the ones who always acted up.

  “What about Danny?”

  “Oh he’s Catholic, too.”

  “I didn’t mean that. What about his wife?”

  “He will never leave her and she will forgive him and he will forgive himself,” he said.

  “Are you married?” he didn’t answer me he turned and walked up to a cottage.

  “I’m here.” He opened the door and turned on the light. “Does this place look like I’m married?”

  It was super modern for a house in a small village where all the homes looked like they were handed down from generation to generation. It was the only home on the block that looked like it was just built.

  I sat in the living room. “Would you like something to eat?” He asked.

  “No. Thank you.” I didn’t have any idea of what he thought was a night snack and if I ate anything you can bet I wouldn’t be able to get out of these pants or put them back on.

  “I’m not going to offer you a drink because I want you to be aware of me. I want you to feel this kiss.” He leaned over and kissed my lips. It was a soothing kiss that relaxed me. I felt him in my mouth, and his body pulsating on my body as it teemed with desire and pleasure.

  “Your lips are full and soft the way I like them to be.” His green eyes with thick lashes raked my body slow and easy. As he watched at me I felt a chill course through me and down my spine. I let out a full breath.

  Then he kissed me again and this time gentle with love and excitement. The kiss was filled with a hard seductive passion where his tongue moved through my mouth and his breath sucked up my oxygen making me weak and shutting out my mind telling me, you’re falling for this man, be careful.

  But I didn’t listen. The only thing I could answer back to my mind was I’m only going to be here for a day. Leave me the fuck alone and let me enjoy my life. I can handle this. But who can handle a man his age that is gorgeous and wants me now and I want him because I’ve never had a man like him before.

  I wanted to know the difference in men and if there was any differences. I had said that there were none. Men were men. But that’s not true. I felt different about this one. My heart and body reacted differently with this one.

  Pulling away from his heated kiss, I was breathless, and weak, and wet between the legs.

  Chapter Four

  It was like I was in another body. Liam stood, and I gave him my hand, and he led me to his bedroom. It was a king bed I was surprised to learn. Why did he need such a large bed for one person? My mind asked but I didn’t want to know.

  If I would ask it might ruin the great moment I was having with him. I’m sure Ashlee didn’t ask before she got caught up with Danny and the marriage thing.

  We stood looking at each other and he said, “I will always love you.” I smiled because I like the gesture. Maybe he was telling me what I needed to make me comfortable with him. Then he took my jacket off and laid it to the side of the bed on a chair. And he unbuttoned my blouse one at a time until it was opened and my breasts sprang free.

  I was glad that I hadn’t worn a bra. My breasts although full didn’t move about. They were not too small and not too big.

  He stood and looked at me. I stood there nervous not knowing what I should do. I didn’t want to cover myself like a shy girl. Maybe he wouldn’t want someone shy not tonight.

  Then his head went to my breasts and his hand opened my jeans. The jeans felt as though they were poured on to me and if for some reason I couldn’t get them down I would have to cut them off. I wanted to be out of them because I wanted what this dude was going to give me as a going away present.

  I decided to help him because my body was heated from his mouth finding my nipples and the soft play of his tongue on them which made me more in need of satisfaction.

  He stopped kissing my nipples when I stepped out of my jeans. He moved away from me and looked at my body. “You have amazing curves. I hope you want this as much as I do,” he said taking off his shirt.

  The idea that he could want this more than I did with that body of his. I would want him just for the body. On his arms he had amazing taut muscles and on those muscles there were tattoos on both arms. I could feel the heat flow down my body. He stepped out of his pants as I watched at him.

  “Let’s take a shower together,” he said, “I’ve always wanted to take a shower with a girl I’ve wanted. And you I want.”

  “How long will you want me until tomorrow and until I’m gone?” He narrowed his eyes. I sounded so needy. Here I was so confident before and now I’m breathless waiting for him to tell me how much he desires me.

  “This is a once in a lifetime moment when you meet someone you would want to spend your life with and then you know you can’t. But you want to try.” What did he mean by that? “If I never see you again, I will always want you. But don’t make me want you that long,” his voice low and seductive. A shiver covered me from my head to my toes.

  We stepped into his shower and he turned it on. The water came out cold. “Owe. Is everything in this country cold?” and I rushed to him and held him around his waist. He laughed.

  “The water is cold, but the men are hot.” And then the water began to warm up. “Turn your back to me. I want to see that beautiful butt of yours.” Just like all men. Wanting to see a woman’s ass. Maybe that’s why some woman are literally dying to get large butts.

  He moved close behind me. I could feel his penis rise and hardened. He took body wash out and sprayed it on my back and began to wash me. He washed my butt and my opening.

  “Turn and face me. I want you to wash me,” Liam said. I smiled to myself. I was hoping he said that. I looked in his eyes and he stood there and let me take the sponge and wash his shoulders and chest and then he looked down.

  I took his penis and wiped it. “That was quick. You act as if you were afraid of it.” Yes I was afraid that I would like it too much. With his soapy body he embraced me as the water fell soft and warm on both of us as Liam held me in his arms, and as he sucked my nipples, as I stood placing my hand in his hair and directing him to the next nipple.

  He reached behind me and turned off the water. He picked me up in his arms and carried me out of the shower, and reached for a large towel on his way to the bedroom. He lay me down gentle and kneeled over me and dried me off and then dried himself.

  “What do you want the most in this world?” He asked me looking down at me with those green eyes and magnificent face.

  “No. You first,” I said. He glanced at me and climbed into the bed next to me. “To have you here with me. Would you consider living in Ireland with me?” I was stunned.

  “Are you serious? We just met. How can you say that? You are just kidding aren’t you?”

  “I’m Irish we aren’t known for our jokes. We are a serious people. We like our drink our friends and our women. Now that’s what makes us happy. Not necessarily in that order. As long as we can have our drinks and a woman we love, we are happy.” He looked down at me. “I want to be happy with you. Now tell me what you want,” he said. “I’ve open my heart to you.”

  “I’m twenty-one and I don’t know w
hat I want,” I said. The only thing I did know was I couldn’t go off with a beautiful Irishman to live in a foreign country. “Can’t we just enjoy the moment?” Yet I did know, but I thought he was insane to meet me and then want to be with me especially since we didn’t know anything about each other.

  He lay over me, looking at me, touching me as if he would never see me again and he wouldn’t. Then he lay on top of me and looked into my eyes and placed his penis into my opening and I fell under his spell. I fell under his body as he fell into mine. He moved on top of me as his hips meld into mine and as I held on to his arms wishing he would never let me go.

  Liam looked into my eyes and said, “I will always love you. I will want no other until you come back to me.”

  Holding him with my arms circling around his neck, I said, “I wish it was possible.” He pushed down into me. I opened my mouth from the sudden pain and pleasure.

  “Say you will come to me or wait until I come to you.” I brought my hips up to him as he grind into my body and the sweat poured down between us even as it was cold in the house.

  “I will,” I said. I wondered if it was just something to say on his part.

  The explosion of our orgasm found both of us and we enjoyed the pleasure of the release. He breathing into my ear and calling out my name when I felt the warmth of his liquid flow freely into me. I bit his shoulder when it was my turn to reach my orgasm.

  “I will cherish that bite,” he said smiling. “I never had a woman bite me.” Liam pushed on his back to the side of me and lay there. I took the towel and wiped the milk from his penis.

  I looked up at him smiled and said, “Have you ever had a woman do this?” I moved down his chest and to his groin and placed his penis into my mouth.

  “Plenty,” he said. I raised an eyebrow.

  “But never one I wanted as much as you.” I raised my head and slid up beside him into his arms.

  “Well the next time I see you, I’ll give you the full treatment.” There wasn’t going to be a next time. We were both exhausted. It had been a long night and I fell asleep in Liam’s arms.