How to Liv

by Megan Keith

  “Do you want me to take you home or would you like to come back to my place?” Joel asked as he opened the door to the car for me, after we left the café. “You could meet Ruby,” he quickly added.

  “I would love to meet Ruby,” I replied, knowing full well that it was not the reason that I wanted him to take me to his house. I’m sure he was fully aware that me meeting his dog was not high up on either of our agendas. I also knew Ally would more than likely be home now, so my place was out.

  “I just need to get some petrol,” he said as he pulled out of the car park and into the servo next door.

  As it was still hot out, I wound down my window to feel the slight breeze of warm air as soon as Joel parked his ute next to the pump. I was watching Joel’s hips in the rear view mirror as he filled up the car. His jean shorts hung low and sexy like, tight enough in front to reveal the large bulge that was making me wet just thinking about it. I averted my eyes when he placed the nozzle back on the petrol pump and then the cap back on the car, making his way towards me.

  “Hey, you feel like a slushy?” Joel poked his head in the window.

  “Sure, just a small one.”

  “What flavour?”

  “Surprise me.” I shrugged.

  I sat back against the seat my eyes drifting towards his butt as he walked and then I quickly looked away. Ogling him non-stop was doing my head in. A few minutes later Joel appeared at the side of the car, handing a raspberry slushy to me through the open window.

  “Spanks.”

  Joel leaned against the door, his head just outside the window, “I bought something else. Now don’t get mad.” He had that cheeky grin on his face again.

  I nodded and put my hand out expectantly. When he didn’t make a move I said, “Just show me already.”

  He bypassed my outstretched hand, tossing a bag onto my lap. He watched on sheepishly as I looked inside. Condoms. My face instantly heated. The look on Joel’s face made me think he took pleasure in my embarrassment. He slurped on his slushy, waiting for my response. Doesn’t he have condoms at his house?

  Does that mean that he doesn’t have girls over often? Or does that mean he has been so busy in the bedroom that he’s run out? I really hoped that my first thought was correct and not the latter. I swallowed trying to push the images of him with other women out of my head.

  “I just wanted you to know it was an option.” He gave me a wink. “But I’d be just as happy to cuddle.” He chuckled and a goofy grin lit up his face. He was adorable.

  I watched as he ran back around to the driver’s side of the ute. I watched as he took a sip of his slushy then placed it in the drink holder in the centre console. And I watched as he turned the key in the ignition and turned to gaze at me. All the while I was more than a little awe-struck at him. I opened my mouth to speak, not sure what I was going to say, but he beat me to it anyway.

  “I don’t want you to think… just because we did earlier today that I assume…” He looked at me meaningfully.

  “Assume away,” I breathed, not sure if I meant to say that out loud or not.

  The way his eyes lit up made me glad that he’d heard. The intensity behind them had my cheeks getting hotter and another feeling forming deep in the pit of my stomach. I sucked in a huge gulp of my raspberry slushy relieved at the coldness of it.

  Moments later, we pulled into the driveway of a brick house. Joel and I walked hand in hand to the front door, which he unlocked eventually, after dropping his keys twice and letting go of my hand. Well he was holding his slushy and condoms as well, so something had to give, I’m sure it wasn’t just because he was nervous that he kept dropping them.

  Joel kicked off his sneakers and walked ahead of me, turning on lights as he went. I kicked my thongs off beside his shoes and followed. He looked at me and I could tell he was feeling unsure for some reason. His house was bigger than my unit, but the décor was atrocious. Brown and beige swirly patterned carpet, horrible yellow stained glass either side of the front door matching the glass sliding doors that separated the lounge from the entrance way. I followed Joel into the kitchen where the hideous brown floor tiles made mine look absolutely stunning in comparison. Burnt orange bench tops reminiscent of the seventies matched the ancient looking stove.

  “It’s horrible, I know.” Joel looked at me with a look of what can only be described as shame on his face. “No need to deny it, thank god my lease is up soon. I was desperate for a place and there wasn’t much on offer that would allow pets. On the plus side, the bathroom is almost half decent and there is a huge backyard.”

  “It’s not that bad,” I said, trying to make him feel better.

  “Liar.” I giggled as Joel tackled me, his fingers digging into my sides as I tried to wriggle away.

  “Okay, it’s not that good either,” I conceded.

  His arms encircled my waist and my arms automatically came around his neck. He leaned down to kiss me on the lips. Once, twice and then my lips parted inviting his tongue in. I sucked on his bottom lip and his arms tightened around me. I could feel tingles of desire all over my body and then we both stopped when we heard incessant scratching at the glass door.

  “I think somebody knows we’re home.”

  We’re home. I loved the sound of that. You’re getting way ahead of yourself here, Libby. Lighten up!

  Joel shifted away from me, unlocking the sliding glass door and letting in a small, scruffy, tan coloured dog. She ran around in circles a couple of times before Joel put his arms out to the side and said “up.” Then she jumped into his arms and lay on her back looking up at him. He was holding her like a baby and she was loving it. It was the sweetest thing.

  “Hey girl, I’d like you to meet Liv.”

  He walked closer to me and I looked down at the gorgeous dog with her beautiful large brown eyes. I was instantly taken by her. She looked at me and let out a small gruff bark as if in greeting.

  “Hello, Ruby,” I said, giving her a belly rub. She lay back even further pushing her belly towards me as if asking for more. I gave her what she wanted while I looked up at Joel, he was watching me and not his dog. “She’s not what I expected. She’s so small and adorable, I imagined a largish dog, more of a man’s dog, something for the back of your ute.”

  “Are you picking on me? You think she’s too feminine?” He chuckled. “I actually did go to the animal shelter looking for a kelpie or a blue heeler or something similar, but when I saw this one’s little face I couldn’t…” he looked back at the dog in his arms, “not get her.”

  “You adopted her from a shelter?”

  “Yeah, I’ve only had her for about nine months or so. Her elderly owner died, she had just gone three years old when I got her.”

  “Wow, I think I like you even more now.” I blushed when I realised that I had actually said that out loud.

  “Is that so?” He smirked at me.

  I couldn’t respond, I was too busy staring at him in awe. He put Ruby down and then crossed the room, walking through a doorway off to the side. It was the laundry. I watched him as he filled Ruby’s bowl with some dry food.

  “There you go girl, late night snack.”

  He rubbed her head and then stood, swivelling around to me. I picked up my slushy from the bench and sucked on my straw, Joel grabbed his and did the same. Our eyes stayed connected as we drank. Then he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the lounge room. It was surprisingly bare for a thirty-five-year-old man’s cave. There was a large flat screen TV, of course, but it sat on an old fashioned brown laminated TV unit. I sat down on the grey suede couch that appeared to be rather new and sunk down, it was really comfortable. I placed my drink on the rickety old coffee table in front of me. For someone of his age I would have expected that he would have accumulated more furniture than this. Could I be anymore judgemental? Of course that also made me wonder if maybe he had lost custody of his belongings in a divorce or something.

  “Have you ever been married Joel?” I
asked before I could stop myself.

  “No.” He looked surprised by my question. “Not even close.”

  “What about live-in girlfriends?”

  “No. You?”

  “Nah, I don’t go for girls.” I laughed, Joel only smiled at my lame attempt at humour. “No live-in boyfriends or marriages either.”

  Ruby ran in and sat up on Joel’s lap, curling into a ball and getting all comfortable. I relaxed back into the couch beside him. His hand found mine and then my eyes found his, that heat between us returning instantly. I don’t think any man has ever had that kind of power over me before, just one look, one touch, and I was gone. Ruby let out a huff and we both looked at her and laughed. I gave her a pat on her back.

  “What kind of dog is she?”

  “Um, a Cairn Terrier, just like-”

  “Toto in the Wizard of Oz,” I interrupted, nodding when I realised.

  “Yes, just not black. And obviously Ruby is smarter. Aren’t ya girl?” He gave her a pat. It was adorable to see a grown man playing with a small dog with affection like that.

  “And cuter too. Toto was a little on the ugly side, and vicious,” I said. Joel looked at me strangely. “Don’t you remember?”

  “No. I haven’t watched the Wizard of Oz since I was a kid. That wicked witch gave me nightmares!”

  “Oh no, really?” I giggled.

  “Are you laughing at me?” Joel spoke, trying to hide his smile.

  “Of course not.”

  “I think you are.” His eyes held mischief in them.

  He lifted the tan coloured cutie from his lap and placed her down on the cushion beside him, she let out a contented sigh and went straight back to sleep. Then he moved closer, pulling me against him so he could kiss me. We kissed gently at first but that turned into something more passionate rather quickly. Our hands started to roam, as did our tongues. Joel trailed kisses down my throat, then up below my ear and I traced my tongue along his neck. My body was burning with desire in no time.

  Joel’s hand ran slowly up the outside of my thigh, lifting my dress with it, then he ran his fingers along the edge of my knickers a couple of times before his hand moved further north, towards my hip. He squeezed gently and pulled me closer to him. His chest was against mine but not close enough so my hands made their way up under his t-shirt. He let me go so that I could lift it over his head. Then his hands hurriedly made their way to the buttons on my dress, undoing them at a very fast pace, opening the dress wide. He started to lower his head toward my breasts but I didn’t allow him, he was not going to torture me this time and I needed all material between us to be gone. I pushed him back and then lifted the dress up and over my head throwing it to the floor, I hastily undid my bra and flung it somewhere behind the couch.

  Our pace became frantic as he laid me down against the couch and covered me. Our legs were entwined halfway to the ground while our torsos meshed together against the soft lounge. He pulled my knickers down with one hand as our mouths continued to explore each other’s bodies. Then Ruby started to snore on the other end of the couch.

  And she was loud.

  I threw my head back in laughter. Joel buried his face against my neck stifling his own snorts against my skin. Then he pulled me to a standing position. I wriggled out of my knickers that were caught just above my knees, allowing them to fall to the floor.

  Joel was still wearing his jean shorts, while I stood in front of him completely starkers. His eyes wandered my body, his look practically eating me up with desire. Surprisingly, the shyness I usually felt being exposed in front of a man, was gone in front of Joel.

  His mouth pushed down hard against my lips while his hands grabbed my backside before moving down to clamp onto the back of my thighs. He lifted me up and my legs circled him tightly. We continued to kiss as we made it back into the kitchen. He paused in front of the bench right near the box of condoms. Realising his hands were full (of me) I grabbed the box for him and then we continued down a long dark hallway.

  I felt my body tilting backwards, we were falling, and then I felt the soft bedding beneath me. Joel pulled away and I immediately sat up. There must have been a full moon tonight that I hadn’t noticed, or a street light outside his bedroom window, because even without the light on I could see Joel fairly clearly. I pulled his hands away from his jeans and undid the button myself and then the zipper and shoved them downwards where they fell at his feet. He sprung free right at my eye level. Commando. I sighed at the sight of him. I lightly trailed my fingers over his erection before I grabbed hold firmly, pulling him towards my mouth. He stilled and put his hand on my shoulder, stopping me.

  “No. I need to be inside you.”

  As much as I wanted to take him in my mouth, I wasn’t about to argue with that. So I handed him the box of condoms and watched as he opened it, pulled one out and then placed the box on the bedside table. He tore the packet open and then slowly rolled the condom on and it was as excruciating to watch as it was erotic. I lay back against the pillows on his bed, the right way around this time, and he slowly lowered his body onto mine.

  He started trailing kisses along my jaw and down my neck, lifting his body as he went, he wanted to tease, but I wasn’t going to let him. I pulled him back to me. Grabbing hold of his thickness I pulled him into my entrance and thrust my hips towards him, taking him inside of me with one quick movement.

  “Fuck you’re…” he said with a groan, moving deeper, causing me to moan in reply. I was so wet and ready for him and he filled me so completely. It was perfect. “Liv… damn… fuckin’ perfect.”

  We found a steady rhythm as our hands continued to explore one another, his mouth finally making its way back to mine. Our hips continued to collide and I felt myself getting closer and closer to orgasm. I was not normally able to climax with just penetration alone, but this angle, with this man, I could feel it building rapidly. Our pace increased, harder and faster. I was getting closer and closer to the edge, then Joel’s hand came up and squeezed my nipple pushing me over that edge completely.

  “That’s it. Come for me,” he said with his eyes watching me.

  I cried out in ecstasy then fell into oblivion, waves of pleasure rolling through me. Joel followed soon after and collapsed on top of me, his heavy breath hot against my neck.

  “Liv… that was…”

  “Fan-fucking-tastic!” I breathed out and then giggled, he joined in, his body shaking with quiet laughter. He was still inside me and the movement was making me get worked up again. I groaned and Joel pulled up to look at me. He pushed the hair back off my face and stared down at me for a moment and I felt him move inside me again. He was softening but it still felt amazing against my sensitive spot. I groaned again and he gave me a quick kiss, before sliding out.

  “I’ll be right back.”

  He jumped off the bed and I watched his naked body leave the room. I heard the toilet flush and he was back on the bed beside me seconds later.

  His mouth found mine and he again trailed kisses down my neck and onto my breast, taking my nipple in his mouth. He sucked and licked and then did the same to the other one. All of a sudden I felt one of his fingers enter me and I convulsed in pleasure as he moved it in and out. His mouth left my breasts and kissed my belly, my hip and then his tongue found my clit. His fingers continued their steady rhythm as his tongue teased me. A minute or so later I was calling out his name as I came violently… again! Wow.

  We lay side by side as I steadied my breathing. We hadn’t made it under the covers and it was still warm in the house. Eventually in the still and silent room I found myself starting to drift off to sleep. I jolted awake realising Joel hadn’t asked me to stay over.

  Where were we on that point? Would it be too much, too soon, if I was to sleep overnight? Would that scare him off? He had said that he’d never lived with a girl before. I didn’t want to freak him out.

  “I should probably go.” I sat up reluctantly, flipping my legs over the sid
e of the bed.

  “No. I want you to stay.” Joel startled me from behind. All I expected was a mumbled response and a grumble as he got out of bed to drive me home. I thought he was falling asleep. I looked over my shoulder at him. He blinked up at me.

  “You sure?”

  His answer was an arm coming around my waist and pulling me back down beside him.

  Things between us were moving so fast, but as he pulled me a little closer it felt just right. I rested my head against his shoulder and breathed a sigh of relief that I didn’t have to go anywhere tonight and that I hadn’t set the guy into a panic.

  After a couple of minutes of silence I drowsily turned to my side to get more comfortable. Joel followed, tucking his body to mine and draping his arm over me. His hand found mine and held on. I gave it a squeeze. He nuzzled his nose against the back of my neck.

  “Good night, Liv,” he whisper-sighed, his warm breath giving me goose bumps.

  “Night,” I mumbled sleepily, even though my body was suddenly feeling very alert.

  I must be dreaming! Joel was just too good to be true. After such an amazing day, he tops it off by spooning me?

  Best. Day. Ever.

  The problem was past experience assured me - if it felt too good to be true then it generally was.

  I went to sleep wondering how and when the other shoe was going to drop and destroy my happiness.

  Happiness like I’d never felt before.

  I felt warm lips press to my forehead.

  “Wake up babe… Liv?”

  I blinked my eyes open to find Joel leaning over me, pushing the hair from my face. Sometime during the night a sheet had been draped over my body. He smiled.

  “Breakfast is ready. Are you hungry?”

  I nodded sleepily.

  “Do you like pancakes?”

  “Yeah.” I nodded again and he moved back, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. I sat up and stretched, wondering if I was still dreaming, Joel looked smoking hot. So handsome. No one should look that great when they have just woken up. Joel looked absolutely edible, his brown hair drifting near his stunning eyes. The stubble on his chin more defined in the light of a new day. His sexy smile.