Spend the Night with Me

by Amber Skyze

  Now, two hours later, she was sitting in his car outside his place. Fear filled her.

  Was she making the right decision going home with him? What would Kim say? Would she be jealous? Probably. That realization had her second-guessing her decision to go home with Liam. That along with the fact that she still mourned the loss of Carl. It was only today she’d packed away his things. Could she really have sex with Liam so soon?

  Why the fuck was she second-guessing her decision? She’d packed Carl’s things away for a reason. It was high time she moved on. Her obsession with holding on to the past wasn’t healthy.

  If the way her body was reacting was any indication, then being celibate wasn’t an option. She already knew the answer. She would most definitely have sex with Liam.

  She hadn’t felt this turned on in ages. Her nipples had been hard all night long. Her pussy was wet just imagining him taking her and the heat that radiated off him whenever he was close further proved she was ready for this. Ready in so many ways.

  “You can change your mind if you’d like,” Liam said, breaking the silence.

  “I’m not backing out. If I didn’t want this I wouldn’t be here.” Her stomach flip-flopped as she spoke the words. Yes, she wanted to be here, but she hadn’t done this in almost two years. Would she even remember how to do it?

  A nervous giggle escaped her lips.

  “What’s so funny?”He looked devilishly handsome in the moonlight. His eyes expressed concern.

  “Nothing.” How could she tell him she was worried about how she’d perform? She couldn’t. They said it was just like riding a bike, you never forget. Well she hoped they were right, because she wanted to ride this stud all night long.

  Another nervous giggle poured from her.

  “Okay, Brooke. I’m not buying that nothing’s funny. This is the second time you’ve laughed. Is this some kind of prank? Older woman tries picking up younger guy and once it works tells him it was all a setup?”

  “Oh God, no. Liam this is definitely not a prank. I’m here because I want to be. The laugh—well, it’s nervousness. Sometimes when I get worked up about something I laugh.”

  He reached out a hand and covered hers.

  “What are you nervous about? Us being together?”

  She shrugged.

  “It’s been a long time, Liam,” she admitted. Relief washed over her as she spoke the words. She wanted him to know that she didn’t just go around picking up random guys, even if that had been her intention when she left the house.

  “I’m flattered.” He leaned over and kissed her cheek.

  “You are?” She was shocked.

  “Absolutely. I’m flattered you chose me to be your first. I’ll be happy to help you get over your dry spell.”

  She smiled at his frankness.

  “I’m looking forward to being with you.”

  “Then let’s not sit out here any longer. Let’s go inside and make ourselves more comfortable.”

  “Lead the way.” Brooke liked his easy manner. He didn’t make her feel uncomfortable. She felt relaxed in his company. Safe. That was the most important part. She wouldn’t be here if he hadn’t made her feel safe.

  She followed him up the stairs to his second-floor loft. The furniture was sparse. It was a definite bachelor pad. Clean for the most part, except for the stray pizza box lying on the coffee table.

  “Sorry,” he said, snatching it off the table, and headed toward the kitchen. “Sometimes I forget to pick up.”

  “No problem,” she called after him.

  He returned smiling. “I wasn’t expecting company.”

  “No worries.” He was so cute worrying about what she thought. Other than the pizza box, he kept his place clean. There weren’t any dust bunnies hanging out in the corners or cobwebs dangling from the ceilings. His place looked lived in and she found nothing wrong with that.

  “So can I offer you something to drink?”

  “Do you have water?” Her mouth was parched and she’d had enough alcohol for one night. She didn’t want to have a hangover in the morning.

  “Water it is.” He left again in search of her water. She took a seat on his futon. She hoped this wasn’t his bed too. How awkward would that be?

  Again she giggled. Damn she had to stop that. He was going to think she was crazy or something.

  He returned and handed her the bottled water.

  “I’m not going to rush you or ask you to do anything that makes you feel uneasy. In fact we could just hang and talk. I could throw in a movie or turn on the stereo.”

  She twisted the cap and took a long swig off the water. The cool liquid felt good sliding down her dry throat.

  “Sit,” she said, patting the seat next to her. “You’re making me nervous standing there.”

  It was his turn to laugh. He sat next to her as she requested.

  He took a lock of her hair and twirled it in his fingers.

  “You’re beautiful, Brooke.”

  She blushed. When was the last time a man paid her any attention? She could get used to this. But she had to remember she wasn’t here for a relationship. She didn’t do younger men. She wanted someone grown-up. Someone who had experienced life. Someone mature. She had to admit that Liam was very mature and the conversation was easy between them. There wasn’t any awkward silence or gaps she felt she needed to fill. Things were too simple with him. That frightened her.

  “Has anyone told you how gorgeous your eyes are? It’s like looking at sapphires. The blue is so intense.”

  Biting her lower lip, she shook her head no.

  “Thank you,” she offered.

  “I’m not just saying these things to get you into bed. I’m being serious.”

  “I believe you.” She didn’t know why but she felt he was being sincere.

  “Good. Because I don’t do this either.” He waved his arm around.

  “Do what?” she asked, confused.

  “I don’t bring strange women home.”

  His honesty rocked her to the core. So they both felt there was something about the other. Enough to want to spend the night together.

  “That’s good to know.” She didn’t think he was a player and Kim never spoke an ill word about him, but it was nice to be reassured.

  He leaned forward and grazed her lips.

  “Mmmm.”

  Brooke reached for his face and pulled him closer. She locked lips with him and kissed him with all the pent-up lust she’d carried since Carl had died.

  When his tongue slipped over the threshold of her mouth, she readily accepted it. He explored, their tongues dancing a seductive tango. Her heart fluttered and her skin sizzled. She knew her panties were growing moist with each kiss. Brooke wanted more. No, she needed more. She had to feel every inch of him.

  Her hand reached out and rested on his massive chest. He was buff.

  Without removing his lip-lock he leaned her back against the couch. It was his turn to touch her. His hand roamed under her shirt and up to her breast. He pushed aside her bra. The tips of his fingers toyed with her nipple, causing it to harden under his touch.

  Her stomach fluttered from an emotional roller coaster. She wanted to rip his clothes off and take him right here, yet part of her wanted to take it slow. His fingers on her breasts were exciting and sent her libido into overdrive.

  Leaving her nipple hard and all alone, his hand roamed down to her thigh. It didn’t take him long before he edged up her skirt to find her thong already soaked.

  “Mmmm, nice and wet.”

  She blushed. Why was she embarrassed? Women got turned on every day. She deserved to be aroused. She’d earned the right to have sex.

  “I’m dripping with desire for your hard cock,” she stated. Holy crap she couldn’t believe that bold remark came out of her mouth.

  He smiled.

  “Then let’s not waste any more time.”

  “Let’s not.” She reached out and rubbed her hand along his slack
s. His cock bulged against his pants. Bringing her other hand down, she unbuttoned them before sliding the zipper down. With careful precision she lifted his boxers over his hard penis, pulling his pants down at the same time.

  Liam groaned under her touch.

  “You like?”

  “Your hands are so soft and tender.”

  “My mouth will feel the same way when I taste you.” Okay, now she was really blown away by her boldness. She didn’t speak this way to men, but it felt good. It felt refreshing to talk dirty to him.

  “You are one sexy woman.” He removed his hand from under her skirt and slid off the couch to kneel in front of her. “I want to taste this hot nectar.”

  She straightened her body on the couch and spread her legs. “I’m all yours tonight.”

  “I don’t know where you came from, Brooke, but I’m so glad you walked into Freedom Fantasies tonight.

  So was she. She’d never thought in her wildest dreams she would be there and looking for hot sex. She knew before the night was over Liam would rock her world.

  “Enough talking. We have a taste test to begin.” She winked and he swallowed.

  Yes, she was stunning him with her brazen comments and it was just the way she liked it.

  He didn’t respond in words. Instead he dived in for action. Lifting her skirt up, he exposed her barely-there black thong. His finger hooked it and dragged it away from her wet pussy.

  His other hand opened her lips. He blew on her clit, causing her to shiver.

  She wanted to push his head down until he had no other choice but to lick her pussy, but she refrained. She had to control her urges. She had to allow Liam time. He should be in control of the situation. Yet, she didn’t want to give him time. She wanted him to feast on her. She wanted him to bring her to the sweetest orgasm she’d ever experienced. Her body needed release and soon.

  Liam drew closer to her drenched pussy.

  “You smell delightful.” He glanced up at her and licked his lips.

  She groaned and clenched her fists. He needed to spend less time talking and more time doing what he promised—giving her glorious orgasms.

  “I’m dying over here, Liam.” If he didn’t do something quick she would reach down and bring relief to herself.

  He laughed.

  “You are one feisty little woman.”

  “Just a woman who has gone a long time without sex.”

  He nodded before leaning forward and taking her nub between his lips.

  She sighed. This was what she’d been waiting for. This feeling of ecstasy. His warm lips wrapped around her clit felt right. She shifted her body so she was more comfortable and Liam had better access to her nub.

  His tongue flicked her swollen clit, sending bolts of electricity through her body. Her pussy ached with a desire to be filled. She longed to have his cock inside her.

  He inserted a digit. She chewed her lower lip, biting back the yelp that threatened to escape. It felt so good, so right. She wanted more. No, she needed more.

  “More,” she whispered.

  He obliged. Inserting a second finger, he tugged her nub between his teeth and gently nibbled on it.

  The sensations filling her body became overwhelming. She grew closer to an orgasm. He moved his fingers in and out of her wet cunt while his mouth played tug-of-war with her clitoris. She placed her hands flat on the couch, accepting the feelings overtaking her body. As she rushed headfirst into a climax her body shuddered. Liam never took his lips off her clit. He continued sucking until she thought she’d lose her mind.

  Her body relaxed and she covered her chest, trying to catch her breath.

  He removed his fingers from her pussy and licked the juices.

  “Sweet.”

  “I can’t remember the last time I came like that.” She reached a hand out and touched his face. “Thank you.”

  His eyes sparkled with delight.

  “My pleasure.”

  Oh the pleasure was all hers. His tongue was absolutely amazing. Now she couldn’t wait to see what he did with his cock. She hoped it was as deadly as his tongue. If so she was in for one fantastic night.

  Liam leaned ever so slightly on her slender legs. She was incredible. The way her body reacted to his touch excited him. His cock pressed so tightly against his pants he thought he’d explode. He wanted her, right here, right now. But he wanted to give her time to recover from the orgasm. She said it’d been a long time since she had sex, he didn’t want to wear her out too quickly. They had all night and the morning to experience many more.

  “Is there a bed we can move to?” she asked.

  “You’re sitting on it.” Damn, right about now he wished he had a bed. It hadn’t mattered in the past, but Brooke was different. She deserved more than a makeshift bed.

  “How about you lay out the futon then and we’ll make ourselves comfortable,” Brooke suggested.

  Liam swallowed. He’d have to get used to this spunky spitfire. He admired her for her straightforwardness, but it was definitely something he wasn’t ready for. Most of the time women couldn’t even tell him if they were enjoying themselves, but Brooke was different. She wasn’t most women. No, she was in a category all her own, but that was okay. He’d rather a blunt woman than a meek one.

  Pushing off the couch, he stood and offered a hand.

  “Let me help you up.”

  She readily accepted. He half expected her to fix her skirt when she stood. Instead she reached behind her and unzipped it, before dragging it over her hips and letting it fall to the floor, along with her panties. She stepped out of them. Lifting her shirt over her head, she deposited it on the floor with the other clothes.

  Liam stood there in awe at her gorgeous, flawless body. The black lace bra was as sexy as all hell, but she quickly removed that too. Standing with her hands on her hips, she looked at him pointedly.

  “Are you going to lay this sucker out or do I have to do it for you?”

  He laughed. Yes, he liked Brooke more and more with each passing minute.

  Without waiting any longer he laid the futon flat. Brooke quickly crawled into the middle, shaking her ass as she went.

  Liam groaned. He couldn’t wait another moment. If she wanted his hard cock he was going to give it to her.

  Shucking off his clothes, he left them piled next to hers.

  “I’m getting sleepy.” She faked a yawn while Liam dug in his pants pocket looking for a condom.

  She looked inviting with her cute little ass sticking up in the air. She was lying with her head resting on her arms, her knees were bent and her ass was waiting for him to do something—anything. Oh he was going to give it to her and good.

  Once he had the condom in hand he kneeled on the edge of the cushion. With both hands he grabbed her and flipped her over onto her back.

  She giggled.

  “You want to be fucked?”

  “Yes.”

  “Maybe I should make you wait.” He gazed down into her blue eyes and watched as a hint of fear filled them.

  He smiled. “Oh don’t worry, I’m not going to make you suffer all night long. I’m just going to make you wait a little longer.”

  She looked confused.

  As he hovered over her body she reached down between them and took his shaft in her hand. She stroked him up and down.

  He sucked in a breath. Her fingertips burned his skin. He was ready to explode. In fact he wasn’t sure he could torture her for too much longer without losing control.

  Leaving the condom resting next to her, he straddled her body. He gazed at her perky breasts. They were creamy and inviting. He bent over and took a nipple in his mouth. The tiny bud hardened under his touch.

  He was about to move to the other one when she released his cock and reached up to her breast. She took the other nipple between her thumb and forefinger and rolled it until it became tight and ready as the other.

  He shook his head.

  “You are incredible, do
you know that?”

  “Just trying to help you out.”

  She was helping him out all right. She was going to cause a major explosion if she continued this way.

  “I think you’re more than ready for this,” she said, handing him the condom.

  So much for the foreplay.

  “Oh fuck it. I’ll explore your body after.” He quickly sheathed his member. He spread her legs with his knee.

  “Now we’re talking.” She moved her hand to his cock and guided it to the opening of her pussy.

  Brooke was not a shy, timid woman.

  As he edged closer she removed her hand, allowing him to enter her. Her soaked pussy coated him, making his entry easy. He slid his cock in gradually, enjoying the feel of her surrounding him.

  He watched as she closed her eyes and a small smile of satisfaction formed on her lips. This was what she wanted. She was happy.

  Once he filled her she wrapped her legs around his back. He leaned closer and placed a tiny kiss on her eyelid and then the other. He moved to the tip of her nose before descending on her mouth.

  Their mouths melted into one as their bodies moved in a slow, steady rhythm. Her arms snaked around his neck, pulling him closer. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and explored. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold out. He needed release this time.

  His balls grew tighter as the need to climax grew stronger. He pushed deeper and deeper into her cunt.

  She removed her lips and started whispering in his ear. “Fuck me, Liam. Harder.”

  Her nails dug into his back as he rocked deeper. His thrusts quickened as he slammed into her. At first he was afraid of hurting her but her cries told him she was enjoying every moment of it.

  “Yes. Harder.”

  He drove into her. Her fingernails were slicing his back, but all he could think about was giving in to her requests by pumping harder and harder. A primal scream filled his lungs as his orgasm took over his body and he unleashed his pent-up lust.

  His cock pulsed as his seed filled the condom. Brooke cried out as her climax tore through her.

  “Oh. My. God. I’m coming!”

  Liam collapsed against her. Their sweaty skin was slick to the touch. Her breathing was labored under him.

  “That was the most amazing experience,” he said through rapid breaths.