by Amber Skyze
“You’re an incredible lover.” Her finger traced along his face. “I needed that more than you’ll ever know.”
Liam wanted to know all there was about Brooke. She fascinated him on so many levels. He also knew he’d like to have her in one of the rooms at Freedom Fantasies, but he couldn’t unless she invited him. He couldn’t even mention it for fear Kim would get wind of it and fire him. Liam could see her tied to a bed squirming under him while he brought sweet, sweet torture to her lovely body. Yes, he wanted more of this incredible creature.
“You make it easy. You’re one sexy lady.”
She smiled and his heart melted.
“Let’s do it again.”
Liam rolled off her and gathered her in his arms. “We will. I promise.”
He’d just settled her nicely in the crook of his arm when she pushed out. She rolled him on his back and towered over him.
“Why wait?”
“Okay!”
He hopped off the couch and headed to the bathroom where he disposed of the condom. The woman was insatiable. He didn’t want to rush it and make her feel like he only wanted her for sex, but she refused to take it slow. She wanted it again and again and again. Liam would be more than happy to help her out.
When he returned from the bathroom she was on her back, a condom nestled between her fingers.
“I’ve been waiting for you.”
His cock sprang to life seeing her all naked and ready to go. He stood in front of the futon, contemplating how he wanted her this time. Brooke made the decision for him when she sat up and scooted to the edge. She sat in front of him, her mouth just inches from his hard penis. He could feel her hot breath. Her tongue darted out, wetting her lips.
“Time for my taste test.”
He grunted, unable to speak.
Her fingers wrapped around him, stroking gently. Her skin felt like feathers as it glided up and down his shaft. With her other hand she grabbed on to his ass and pulled him closer. Her tongue swiped the tip of his throbbing mushroom cap.
The muscles in his legs tensed at the warm sensations crawling through him. She set his soul on fire. He had to steady himself when she covered his head with her mouth, swirling her tongue around.
Brook eased her way down the length until his cock nudged the back of her throat. She retreated. Slow and steady she moved up and down, lingering when she reached the tip of his penis. She was torturing him. It amazed him at how slowly she went when it was his body raging with the need for release. He wanted to beg her to go faster, but the thought of not having her mouth sucking him wasn’t an option. He didn’t want her to stop. He knew he wouldn’t last forever, but he’d ride it out as long as he could.
“God, your mouth feels so fucking good.” His fingers twined in her hair. He rocked his hips in time with her steady motions. It was an easy tempo back and forth.
She moaned, vibrating his cock. It sent shivers down his spine. He’d never felt anything so erotic. She did it again and it triggered his penis to pulse. As she continued his orgasm built. He was ready to erupt. Squeezing his eyes shut, he allowed the feelings to invade his body. He rolled with the sensations as they worked their way from the base of his shaft, pushing their way out.
He growled as he emptied his seed in her waiting mouth. His toes curled as she drained him.
“Good to the last drop!” She smiled and winked at him.
He shook his head, amused. She was constantly keeping him on his toes. He never knew what would come out of her mouth next.
Extending his hand, he helped her onto her feet.
“You’re incredible. I don’t know where you came from and it doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is you’re here now. I’m going to enjoy getting to know you better, Brooke.”
A haunted look filled her eyes. Had he said something wrong? Had he frightened her?
“What’s the matter?” he asked.
“Nothing.” She turned and scooped her clothes off the floor. “I’m fine.”
She was lying. Why had she turned suddenly quiet when he told her he wanted to get to know her better? They’d both stated this wasn’t something they normally did, so she couldn’t be taking it casually. Could she?
He stepped closer and put a hand on her shoulder.
“Are we okay, Brooke?”
She flinched as if his touch burned her.
“We’re fine, Liam. Perfect. It’s just…I have to go now.” She hurriedly tossed on her clothes and rushed to the door.
“But I drove you here. Wait.” He rushed to throw on his clothes, but she was out the door before he finished. He ran after her, hoping to catch her. She was gone. Disappearing into the night.
“What the fuck was that all about?” He raked his fingers through his hair as he walked back into his place totally confused.
Chapter Three
Brooke leaned against the brick building trying to catch her breath. Why the fuck had she run out on him like that? They were having a great time. She knew Liam must be wondering why she ran off in the middle of the night without so much as a word, let alone a kiss goodbye.
Panic had filled her when he’d started talking about getting to know her better. She wasn’t looking for a relationship. No. She was looking for hot sex and she’d found it. Yet, Brooke didn’t do flings. So why had she taken off?
Her heavy breathing resumed to normal and she started walking. She’d hail a cab back to Freedom Fantasies and get her car. Maybe once she was home she’d be able to figure out why she’d left him standing naked in his living room.
Finding a cab in the middle of the night wasn’t as easy as she thought. Eventually she found one, but not before being propositioned by a few men looking for hookers. Brooke looked the part in her high heels and miniskirt.
Running out on him was really stupid. She could’ve been killed or hurt by anyone this late at night.
Relief washed over her as she paid the cab driver his fee. She walked to the front door of the Manor, where she was stopped by a big burly man.
“Can I help you?”
“I’m here to see Kim. Is she still awake?”
“I’ll check. And you are?”
“Brooke. She’ll know who I am.”
Brooke waited not so patiently as the man called for Kim. She quickly told him to allow Brooke in and that she’d meet her in the bar.
Tired and frustrated, Brooke dragged her feet to the bar where Kim sat. She had two beers waiting.
“What brings you here in the middle of the night and why are you dressed like that?”
Brooke shimmied onto the stool and let out a sigh. She could only imagine what she looked like.
“I was here earlier. I left with your bartender.”
“Liam?” She wore a grin at the mention of his name.
“Yes, Liam.”
“Mmmm, he’s one hot guy.”
“You’re telling me. He’s great in bed too.”
“So why are you here and not still in bed with him? You guys didn’t get a room here, did you?”
“No. I know better than that.”
“I didn’t say you couldn’t. I just didn’t see either name on the guest list. You know full well that you are welcome to a room any time you like, even with Liam.”
Brooke smiled. She loved her best friend. Kim was always there to support her no matter what.
“So you’re not mad that I went home with him?”
“Are you kidding? I couldn’t be happier. I’ve been wondering when you’d get laid. I’m glad it was with someone I know and trust.”
“He’s sexy.”
Kim raised her beer bottle. “To hot sex with Liam.”
Brooke tapped her bottle against Kim’s. “To Liam.”
“Spill it.”
“What?” Brooke asked, practically choking on the cold liquid.
“I want to know why you’re here with me and not with Liam.”
How could she tell Kim that she ran out on him? Kim wou
ld think she was foolish for doing such a childish thing.
She shrugged.
“I’m not sure really.”
“Did he ask you to leave?”
“No,” she protested. “Just the opposite. He started talking about how incredible I am and how he wanted to learn all there was about me. It freaked me out.”
“So what did you do?”
“I grabbed my clothes and ran out.”
“What? You just took off?”
She nodded her head, ashamed.
“Oh sweetie, it’ll be okay. Liam will understand.”
She hoped Kim was right because the longer she sat drinking her beer, the more she realized she wanted to see him again.
“Please don’t tell him that you know about us. I’m sure it would make him feel uncomfortable.”
“Mum’s the word. Your secret is safe with me.”
“Thanks.”
“And if you decide you want to book a room, just let me know. I’ll be more than happy to help you live out any of your fantasies.”
Brooke had to ask Kim a question but was afraid of the answer.
“Kim?”
“Mmmm.”
“Do you think Liam is too young for me?”
“Not at all. There’s nothing wrong with younger men.”
“I know women are doing it all the time, but I’ve always dated someone older than me. Didn’t you even say you’d do him if he wasn’t so young?”
“I only said that because of David. You know I only have eyes for him. Is that why you ran out, because of his age?”
“No,” she said, but she wasn’t so sure. She didn’t know why she’d run out, but it was definitely a possibility that his age had something to do with it.
“Look,” Kim touched her hand. “Liam is more mature than most men I know, including David at this point. You have nothing to worry about. One thing I know for certain is he’s never, and I mean ever, left here with a client. You are the first woman I know of.”
It gave her some relief to know he wasn’t a player, but she still had a lot to think about. Liam made her body come alive and she knew for that reason she wanted to see him again.
“I’m so glad you were still awake. I needed someone to talk to.”
“You know you can call me at any time—day or night. I’m here for you or Paige. The Three Musketeers.”
Brook raised her beer. “To The Three Musketeers.”
“It’s late, why don’t I set you up in my bedroom, with me for the rest of the night.”
“That sounds good.”
Together they walked to the elevator. Brooke would think about things in the morning. There was no reason to dwell on what happened. Tomorrow was a new day.
* * * * *
The sun was shining and the small breeze off the ocean felt good on her face as Brooke walked to her car. She’d slept pretty well on Kim’s sofa. Her thoughts were consumed with her impulsiveness of the night before. Had her mother been alive she’d reprimand her for acting so carelessly. Brooke didn’t walk alone in strange neighborhoods in the middle of the night. She could hear her mother warning her of the troubles she’d find. Still, she had and now she couldn’t get her mind off Liam. She wondered what he was doing and what he thought about the whole night. Would he want to see her again or had she ruined it with her crazy actions?
“Hey,” a familiar voice called out behind her.
She turned to see Liam standing next to his car. How had she missed him?
“Hey yourself.” She forced a smile. Fear knotted in her stomach. She hadn’t given much thought about the possibility of running into each other here at Freedom Fantasies. Given it was his place of business, she shouldn’t be so surprised.
“I’m glad I ran into you,” he said, walking closer. “I wanted to make sure you made it home all right.”
She kicked at the dirt on the ground. She was afraid to look him in the eyes.
“Yes, well…I came back here and Kim let me crash on her couch.”
“You know Kim?” He looked worried and surprised.
“She’s one of my best friends.”
“Oh.” He let out a frustrated breath.
“But don’t worry, she doesn’t mind that we were together.”
“You told her?” He sounded relieved.
“Yes. I hope that’s okay with you.” She hadn’t considered his feelings or the fact that he worked there when she told Kim. She’d assumed it would be fine.
“Not at all.”
“We talked late into the night and she offered me her couch,” she repeated.
“You could’ve stayed with me.”
She looked up at him, shaking her head no. “I’m sorry for what happened. I had a really great time with you.”
“Enough to get together again?”
He looked hopeful and Brooke didn’t want to let him down. She wanted to be with him again, but was afraid.
“It’s a good possibility.”
“Can I get your number?”
“Sure.” She pulled out a business card and handed it to him. “This is my cell.”
“Great.” He accepted the card and moved closer.
Brooke took a step back.
“Are you sure we’re cool?”
“Definitely.” God, what the hell was the matter with her? This wasn’t high school. She was an adult.
When he moved closer she stayed put.
“I like you, Brooke. I want to spend more time with you.”
“I’d like that too.” Her heart pounded and her body wanted to flee, but she stayed rooted to her spot.
He leaned in and touched her lips. “I couldn’t get you out of my head all night long. I’ve wanted to kiss your soft lips.”
She put her arms around him and dragged him in for a long kiss. She’d thought of nothing else too. If she didn’t have a ton of things to do, she’d pull him back into Freedom Fantasies and have her way with him. That wasn’t going to happen though.
Liam grabbed her tighter, holding on to her for dear life. She finally came up for air.
“I have some shopping to do, but call me sometime.”
She turned on her heels and scurried off to her car.
“Wait!”
She froze. What could he possibly want? She had to get away from him. Far away from him.
“Yes?”
“I have to head in to town too. I’m thinking of buying a couch and a bed. Wanna go shopping together?”
Was he fucking joking? He wanted to tag along with her and bring her shopping for furniture. She could tell him no, but she was going to town anyway. They were bound to run into each other. Davenport wasn’t that big after all.
“Sure, why not. We’ll take my car.” This way she could control the time they spent together.
“Works for me. Just let me run these keys in. I didn’t realize I’d brought them home with me.”
Brooke watched as Liam jogged into Freedom Fantasies. He returned a few minutes later.
She pressed the unlock button on her car fob. He jumped in the passenger seat without hesitation.
“This is going to be fun,” he said, snapping his seatbelt in place.
Had she made the right decision inviting him to join her? Only time would tell.
* * * * *
He acted like a kid in a candy store as she made her way around the different shops. She picked up a few scented candles and some groceries before heading to the lingerie shop.
Much to her chagrin he accompanied her into the frilly store.
When the woman greeted them and asked if she could help them find something Liam’s response almost caused her and the saleswoman to keel over.
“Yes. I’m looking for a pair of silk panties in a…what size would you say I am, Brooke? A ten maybe?” He pressed a finger to his cheek and batted his eyelashes.
Her mouth hung to the floor. The saleslady humphed and turned on her heels.
Liam burst out in laughter.
“That wasn’t funny.” She slapped his arm playfully.
“Sure it was. Now she’ll leave us alone.”
Brooke couldn’t help herself, she laughed. It was funny and it broke the tension she’d felt since he joined her.
“See, I told you it was.”
He slung an arm over her shoulder.
“Let’s go buy you something sexy. I’m thinking blue to match your eyes.”
Excitement filled her over the idea of them picking out something together. Carl had never dreamed about helping her select bras or panties.
“Blue huh?”
“Yup, definitely blue.”
They managed to get out of the shop without incident. Liam chose a set he reassured her would enhance her eye color. She wanted to protest, “Who would know?” but remained quiet. She didn’t have the heart to burst his bubble.
His enthusiasm flowed over to the furniture store.
He dragged her by the hand through the glass double doors.
“Help me pick out a bed.”
“What?” She stopped cold in her tracks. She was not going to help him pick out a bed. That was way too personal for her.
“Oh come on. I just helped you pick out underwear.”
He had a point, but still.
“I’m not sure I should be the one helping you.”
“Why, are you allergic to beds or are you afraid you’ll be unable to resist jumping my bones?”
She shook her head.
“You’re insane, you know that, right?”
“Yeah, but you’re having fun, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she admitted. She was having fun with him.
He took her hand again, pulling her deeper into the store.
“Can I help you?” a balding man asked.
“I’m looking for a bed.” He leaned closer to the man and whispered, “The lady likes to have a comfy butt when we’re getting it on.”
Brooke’s face turned red.
“I understand.” If the man was embarrassed he didn’t let it show. He led them to the mattress section. “Would you like to try out a few?”
They both knew he’d made a poor choice of words but it was too late.
“Hot damn! Strip out of those clothes and hop on, Brooke.” He planted his ass on the mattress and patted the spot next to him.