Liam knew I had gone to Punxsutawney. That much was clear from his message. He would come find me when he felt it was safe. He may be upset with me about Tristan, but he would still want to know I was safe and see that in person. Liam was tenacious when tracking someone down. He would start here.
With that thought in mind, I placed all my eggs in one basket, hoping he would show up before the young man’s shift ended and Liam would be seen by the employee. I scrawled out a quick missive to Liam, stating my location and that I was safe, and most importantly, that I loved him.
With the note secured in the envelope, I trudged up to the boy and offered him a good deal of cash to hand this note to Liam, and only Liam—showing his picture on my phone to the clerk. He agreed and eagerly took the bills from me. I had no clue if it would work, but it was the only chance I had. If Liam didn’t get the note, I wouldn’t have my phone tomorrow to show another employee at the airport.
As they say, I’d cross that bridge tomorrow.
Resigned to going ahead with my plan, I trashed my cell and grabbed a cab—making my hour-and-a-half trek to the motel. Once my nerves finally settled a little and the knots in my stomach lessened, I realized I was starving. Thankfully, the motel had an in-house restaurant.
I ate my fill and went to my room to wait. Before I knew it, I was sound asleep.
AN URGENT pounding on my door startles me awake.
My heart feels like it’s going to leap out of my chest. Who in the world could that be? Have they found you already? What are you going to do if it’s not Liam?
I have no choice but to sneak up and look through the peephole. My breath catches in my throat as my eyes take in the sight of the distorted image of my hot-as-hell man. Relief pours through me and I swiftly unlock the door.
Just as the door opens, Liam barrels through it, gun drawn and ready for anything. He has this fierce expression on his face, and it’s embarrassing to say, but it turns me the fuck on.
What is wrong with you? Your lives are in danger, and your cock wants to come out and play?
Liam pauses in the room after checking to make sure I’m alone. He’s breathing heavily, almost as if he’s run a marathon, but more because of the intense emotions coursing through him. They are written all over his face: relief, happiness, disbelief, and a whole lot of lust.
Oh good, you’re not the only moron thinking with his smaller head.
He walks over to me as if I’m a figment of his imagination and grabs both of my arms with his powerful hands. I’m about to speak, but he surprises me and sinks to the floor on his knees, wrapping his arms around my waist so tightly I can barely breathe. Shock doesn’t even begin to cover what I’m feeling when I hear him sniffle and begin to shake. My big, strong man is silently crying. In a stupor and at a loss for what to do, I slowly run my fingers through his hair.
Liam’s voice is thick with emotion when he speaks. “Thank fuck you’re alright. I was so worried about you. All the scenarios running through my head were making me crazy. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
I’m overcome with my own emotions at the thought of what my boy has been through in the last several hours, including the loss of a friend. He has also probably been going apeshit because he didn’t know where I was.
“Shhh, Lee, I’m here and I’m okay. I’m sorry I took so long to let you know.”
He pulls back and gazes at me, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. “I’m so relieved. I thought those assholes had you. It never even occurred to me that you got away.” Then he pauses and smiles sheepishly up at me. “Who knew my little Aaron would be such a badass?” Just like that, all the tension and emotions break, and I’m busting a gut at him. He’s laughing as well. Through his chuckles, he asks, “What? It’s hot as hell.”
“Liam, you’re delusional if you think I’m badass. You know that, right?”
My mood suddenly turns serious as I think about poor Tristan, and wonder how Liam can laugh at a time like this. He’s lost Tristan. He senses the change in my mood and gets a stern look about him too.
“What’s wrong?” Liam questions.
“How can you be so happy after losing your best friend? I don’t understand.”
He appears confused and stands up. “What the hell are you talking about? I haven’t lost anyone. Well, besides you, but you’re here now.”
“Tristan was killed at my apartment. I saw it, Liam. Why are you trying to sugarcoat this?”
“Babe, I’m not sugarcoating anything. Tristan was hurt badly, but he’s going to be fine. He’s in the hospital, recovering. When I got to your apartment, he was barely hanging on. I’m not gonna lie. He’s going to make it, though. He’s too stubborn not to.”
My tense body relaxes. “Oh, thank God. I couldn’t imagine Addison going through the pregnancy and raising that baby all by herself.”
Liam freezes. “Baby? Addison is pregnant? Why didn’t she tell me? For that matter, why didn’t Tristan tell me?”
Now I’m worried I’ve overstepped my bounds and told what apparently is a secret. “I don’t know, Lee. Maybe they wanted to surprise you. I don’t think Tristan meant to tell me either. I kinda cornered him right before all the shit went down. That’s the only reason I know anything. Now I wish I had kept my mouth shut. Please, when we see them again—act like you don’t know. We don’t want to spoil it for them.”
His dimpled smile is back, lighting up his face. “So Aaron, are you gonna kiss me hello, or what?”
His voice has dropped down into that sexy, gravelly tone, and when he says my name, it ignites the desire in me.
For some reason, the words leave my mouth before I can stop them. “Don’t you think we should talk? If I kiss you, there will be no more talking.”
Liam gives a sexy chuckle. “Fuck talkin.’ I need to feel you’re alive, not just see it.”
“Agreed! Fuck talking.”
Liam growls, “I thought you’d see it my way.”
That said, he wastes no time and clutches a fistful of my hair—bringing our lips crashing together in a harsh kiss. My mouth opens immediately. I’m dying to have a taste of him. As our tongues meet and Liam groans loudly, I know I’m not the only one. The vibration of it goes right through me, all the way down to my cock, which is already straining again the zipper of my pants. He pulls back a little to suck on my bottom lip, occasionally giving it a gentle nip. Hissing at the feeling, I snake my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss again.
My fingers twist in the hair at the nape—trying to find anything to grasp as my mind spins from lack of oxygen and lust. Leaving my lips, he traces the muscled cords in my throat with his tongue, softly scraping his teeth over my Adam’s apple. I lean my head back to give him more room to work his magic. The quivering in my legs is making it near impossible to stand much longer. As if sensing my distress, Liam steps back, panting.
“I need you naked, right the fuck now,” he says in a low, sexy voice. “I can’t take this much longer. It feels like forever since we’ve been together.”
I whimper at his demand. It’s exactly what I’m thinking right now too. I can’t wait to have him inside me, making me whole and complete.
“Let’s get into bed so I can enjoy that fuck-hot, badass body of yours.”
I manage to groan. “Oh fuck, yes. I want to lick every inch of you too.”
As we step over to the bed, we slowly peel off our clothes. It’s an unhurried game we play with each other. My shirt slips to the floor and Liam watches my every move with fire in his eyes and a smirk on his lips. Next, his shirt slides to the carpet, but not without him running his hands over his well-toned muscles more than he needs to get it off. My dick is screaming to get out of my pants at this point, but I rein it in. With each garment that’s removed, more anticipation builds until both of us are literally shaking with need.
Instead of reaching for my zipper as my cock demands, I turn around and brace my right hand on the bed, making sure to give Liam
a good view of my ass. Then I reach down and pull my shoes off. I hear him groan at each movement my ass makes. I can’t help but chuckle when I turn around and see him gnawing on his lip.
The image is endearing and hot as hell at the same time. “What’s wrong, Liam? You can dish it out, but you can’t take it?”
“Oh, don’t you worry, boy. I’m goin’ to dish it out. I can definitely take it too.” He gives me a little wink that makes me want to get right back on task—getting him naked.
Glancing pointedly at his slacks, I reach for the button of my own. Liam gets my not-so-subtle hint and removes the rest of his clothes. Standing there looking at each other, something seems to snap in him. He comes at me full force, wrapping both arms around me and attacking my neck with openmouthed kisses, licks, and nips.
Each little nibble and lick pulls a groan from me. “Oh God, Liam… fuck, yes. Missed you so much.”
As he travels to my chest, my fingertips take in the smooth skin in front of me. Making my own path down to his stiff dick, I grasp the silken flesh, causing him to grunt in need. His hips reflexively thrust his cock further into my grip as his hands grab my ass. He gently lays me on the bed.
Still stroking him, I make a path from his neck to his ear, pausing to bite and suck at the soft skin behind it. Liam’s breath hitches and I feel the heat on my sensitive flesh. My whole body feels like one live nerve reacting to every sensation or movement he makes.
Liam captures my hands in his and holds them above my head—our fingers intertwined. Our lips meet again in a slow, heated kiss that curls my toes. He stops suddenly and leans far enough away from me that we are gazing into each other’s eyes, our emotions shining deep in them. I see so much love it makes my chest tighten. How did you ever get so lucky? Scary mob life be damned, you’re fortunate to have someone to look at you like that.
I remove my hands from his hold and place my palms on each of his cheeks, smiling tenderly up at him. Trying to convey how deeply I feel for him, I breathe, “I love you.”
He gives me a dimpled smile as he replies, “I love you too.” Then he leans down and quickly pecks me on the lips, adding, “So damn much.”
Before I can say anything else, he slips down to hover over my aching shaft—the head is almost purple with my need for release. Please let him suck me… please.
Thankfully, my wish is granted, and Liam engulfs me in his mouth. Moaning, my back arches off the bed, causing me to shove myself further down his throat. He gags slightly, which makes me feel terrible, but only for a split second, because he adjusts and takes more of me in. The suction feels incredible. It’s impossible to keep myself from twining my fingers in his hair as I struggle not to lose it already. Groaning, Liam sends shockwaves down my cock and all the way through me.
I’m yanking on his hair, not even realizing it, shouting, “Stop! Stop! I’m gonna come. Please.”
He pulls away instantly—eyes burning with intensity. From the looks of it, he’s as close as I am.
His next words confirm it. “I need you right the fuck now. I need to feel connected with you.”
I’m feeling exactly the same way. It’s almost as if we need this to move past the events of the day, to know we are both going to be alright. Not only physically, but emotionally as well. Strangely enough, after saying those words to me, he jumps off the bed and rummages around in his bag.
I can’t help but laugh at the irony. “Where are you going, babe? We have connecting to do.”
He glances up, grinning and looking like the proverbial cat that ate the canary. Cockily, he replies, “Not without these, we don’t.”
In his large hands he holds a condom and packet of travel lube. “When the hell did you have time in this nutty day to get those?”
Smiling at me like a lunatic, he crawls back into bed. “Well, I already had them on me from the gym. I always do. The last thing I want is to have you look at me with those fuck-me eyes and not be ready.” Bending to give me a soft kiss, he then grabs the cheek of my ass and squeezes, making me grunt. “This ass is too sweet to miss out on.”
The attention given to my ass, and the feel of his warm, smooth skin against mine, has ramped up my need close to where it was before his swift departure a moment ago.
“Then I suggest you get on with it, sexy,” I whisper against his lips.
Again he stops, and I’m about to lose my shit on him. I’m eager to have him inside me again. I notice he appears nervous, which in turn makes me nervous.
“What? What’s wrong?” My gut clenches as I hang on for the next blow to come.
Liam freezes above me and chews on his lip for a minute. The waiting is driving me crazy. Even though it’s just moments, it feels agonizingly long.
Taking a deep breath, he finally answers. “I was wondering if you’d want to try fucking me. Is that something you would feel comfortable doing? I know I’m your first and all.”
I’m stunned, not sure what to say. Never having done this before, I’m afraid I won’t be able to make Liam feel anything close to how he makes me feel. He’s also tons more worldly than I am. Strangely enough, I don’t feel weird thinking about his past bedmates—I just feel lacking in comparison.
Even with all the negatives running in my head, I am still unbelievably turned on at the idea of being inside of him. It’s something I’ve never thought of before, but now that it’s been brought up, I want it, badly.
Liam’s face turns from lust filled to wounded in the time I sit there stunned, my mind racing. “You don’t want to? Well… um, that’s okay, we don’t….”
I put my hand up to stop him from backtracking. “No! I didn’t say that. I want to. I more than want to. I’m nervous. As you already said, I’ve never topped, and I’m afraid to fall short. You have so much more experience than I do.”
Liam sighs and palms my face. “Babe, you could never disappoint me. As far as experience, um, actually, I’m a virgin in this area too.”
My heart clenches at the fact I would be his first at something. I didn’t realize until that moment I still wanted the fantasy of being my partner’s first, and vice versa. In a way, Liam is giving this to me.
I decide to go with it. Even though we’ve been talking, I’m still horny as hell and need him like crazy. “Let’s do this. You’ll walk me through it, right? I don’t want to hurt you.”
He smiles at me mischievously and pushes me back on the bed while giving me a deep, hard kiss.
Against my lips, he says, “Of course I will. Now shut up and fuck me already before Liam Junior breaks off.”
I giggle a little at this. “Well, we definitely don’t want that. I don’t want to have to go look for another man tonight. I’m too hard not to.”
He growls and bites my neck. “I don’t think so. This tight little ass stays here, even if I’m not going to enjoy it tonight. You’re mine, and no one gets to ever enjoy this sexy body but me.”
“You got it, big man. Now get busy.”
It’s as if a switch has been hit and all humor falls from his face. All that is left is raw need, lust, and love. Claiming my lips, he traces them with his tongue in silent request for me to open. I do, and his taste floods my senses. Liam’s hands are all over my body and mine are on his, touching everything I can possibly reach. Separating from him and gasping for air, I move further down to lick the salty flesh of his shoulder.
He groans, handing me the lube to let me know he’s ready for more. Fumbling while opening it, I finally manage to squirt a bit on my fingers. I’m nervous, but definitely know what I need to do first. The main thing is to make sure I watch him for discomfort. He’s still straddling me, so I pull his ass down further until our hard cocks are touching. My breath catches at the feel of him against me.
I kiss his chest, teasing his nipples as I slowly stretch him enough to take me in. Lee starts to grind his dick into mine while my fingers pump into him.
Our sounds fill the room: whimpers, groans, and moans. Our skin is s
lapping together, wet from the sheen of sweat we’ve built up. Liam reaches between us while balancing on his other hand and clasps both of our shafts in his palm. I’m close to losing my shit at this point, and I think he is too.
Panting, I moan, “Stop… need to be in you.”
He does, and briskly puts the condom on my aching cock. I slip my fingers out of his tight hole and lube up the latex. Lining his entrance up with the head of my dick, he hovers for a moment before slowly sinking down on me.
The sensation is incredible. The only thing keeping me from coming instantly is concentrating on his face for signs of pain. Lee’s jaw has tightened, but it must not be too bad since the lust and love haven’t left his countenance.
Seated in him fully, I caress his shaking legs, trying to ease the tension in him. He steadily relaxes and gives me a sensual smile. Tentatively, he raises and then lowers himself.
My hands grip his legs and my heels dig into the bed. “Feels so good, Lee. Oh God.”
Liam’s head is thrown back, his hands resting on my chest as he loses himself in the feel of our joining. My hips snap and meet each downward stroke. I can’t take it anymore and buck him so that he falls to the side. My cock slips from him for a moment, causing him to whimper.
“Get the fuck back in me now. I’m so close, Aaron. I need to come and I can see you do too.” I smirk at him, and he looks at me with fire in his eyes. “I’m not fuckin’ playin’ with you. Fuck me, now.”
To make his point, he swats me none too gently on the ass. The suddenness of his bold move and the tingling of my skin make the coil in my stomach tighten even more. I have to be in him—now. With no argument, I thrust into him and feel his heat swallow me. My balls smack at his cheeks as I pump my hips furiously. The feel of his strong legs wrapping around me centers me a little, even if the hairs bristling against my waist and backside are driving me crazy.
Leaning down to lick at his neck and nip at his Adam’s apple, I’m overwhelmed with the amount of love I have for him. He’s everywhere: hands tracing my back, heels digging into my hips, his hot breath pouring over my sensitive skin as his kisses touch what he can reach.
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