Consolation (Consolation Duet #1)

by Corinne Michaels

  “Oh,” I sigh as his teeth gently bite down. “Liam.”

  He stops, “Say it again.”

  I look into his eyes confused.

  “Say my name.”

  “Liam,” I say it again.

  He groans and then lavishes the other breast. His hand snakes to my back and pulls my dress off. He throws it on the floor and lies me back down. His mouth returns to my breasts and then he begins to sink lower. I tense as fear begins to take over.

  Liam doesn’t miss the change in me though. He knows too well how to read people. “Relax, sweetheart. I want to make you feel good.”

  I let his words wash over me and focus on staying in the moment. His fingers hook in my white simple thong and he leisurely pulls it off. I’m completely bared to him. I’m open and exposed, but all I see is awe in his eyes. He looks at me like I’m a prize, a gift for him.

  With his eyes trained on mine, he lowers his head and kisses my stomach. Then an inch lower he places another kiss. Another inch receives the same attention before he’s settling between my legs.

  He watches me as I lean up on my elbows.

  His head dips and mine falls back. Liam’s tongue swirls against my clit and every part of me comes to life. He sucks and then his tongue enters me. I jump up, but he anchors me. My arms give out as I squirm against him, but he doesn’t relent. Each swipe of his tongue brings me higher. I build toward my orgasm and he moans against me.

  “So close,” I start to chant.

  It’s been so long. I swear I’ve never come this quickly. I’m right there when he lifts his mouth.

  My eyes fly open and my mouth is slack as I look at him in frustration.

  “Not yet,” is all he says and then he returns. He starts slowly and his tongue is feather light. I fight the urge to push his head where I need it most.

  “Liam, please,” I beg.

  I feel his finger press against my opening and he slowly enters me. I don’t know whether to cry or laugh. He starts to move and his tongue is exactly where I need it. I climb, and I swear if he stops, I’m going to bite him. He moves creating the friction I need. Heaven. This is fucking heaven. My nerve endings burn with the need to release. My muscles lock and I let go.

  Each part of me tingles and feels heavy. I’m panting and still throbbing as Liam continues to draw out every ounce of pleasure my body can give. He pushes up and stares down at me. “You’re even more beautiful when you come.”

  “Now it’s your turn,” I say flipping over and climbing on top of him. My fingers touch his lips and I trace all the way to his sternum. I travel over every ridge and plane of his six-pack. Sliding down his body, I admire the man beneath me. He’s strong, sexy, caring, and I’m going to do everything I can to make this night memorable for him.

  Touching him feels right.

  Being with him feels like it’s meant to be.

  I loosen his belt and remove his pants. He lies there with a lazy smile as I take my time removing his boxers. I take a moment to admire him. His long, thick cock throbs before me and the need to be filled overwhelms me. I want him to take me. But first, I want to explore him.

  “Natalie, if you keep looking at me like that, I’m not going to be able to control myself,” Liam warns and I want to defy him.

  I love that I can test his limits. It’s a sense of power I’ve never known.

  My hand wraps around him and I lean up and nip at his ear. “You’re not the only one testing their strength,” I say low and seductive. “I want you inside of me so bad I could cry. Make me yours, Liam.”

  A switch flips inside of him and he turns me onto my back. “You’re already mine.”

  My eyes close and he waits.

  “Look at me,” he demands.

  I open my eyes and see the love shine through him. “Do I need a condom?”

  “No.” I don’t tell him that the chances of me conceiving are slim to none. The only way I can get pregnant is through infertility treatments.

  “I want to feel you. Only you. I want you to feel me. Don’t close your eyes.”

  Each breath I take feels like an eternity passes waiting for him to enter me. He goes slowly and I feel the tip of him. “I love you. I love every part of you. I wanted to fight it, but I can’t fight you.” He comforts me as he pushes deeper inside. My eyes stay on his and I give over all my heart. “You’re supposed to be mine and I won’t lose you.” Liam’s eyes close as he enters me fully.

  My breathing is short as I try to adjust. He stays still and then presses his lips to mine. I relax and get lost in the kiss and then we begin to move together. Liam thrusts and I hold on to his back as he slowly rocks inside of me. I push against him and he groans.

  I take everything about him in. The way his jaw is tight and his muscles are taut as he moves. His eyes shift from dark blue to light, his eyes open in pleasure. My hands memorize the way his ass fits in my palm as he moves with me. Pushing and pulling me apart. We fit together as if we’ve been doing this forever.

  He flips me over so I’m on top and my hands trail his body. “You feel incredible,” I say as I rock back and forth. “I don’t want this to stop,” breathless as I start to climb again. “It feels so good,” I whisper against his mouth and he kisses me again.

  His hand dips between us as he finds my clit. The pressure from his finger and the way his dick hits the spot inside of me . . . I’m a goner.

  “I’m gonna come, Lee. You feel so fucking good,” he warns me.

  “Oh my God,” I moan as my orgasm is so close. I close my eyes and free my mind. I focus only on the way Liam is touching me.

  I shatter apart and I swear my body just exploded.

  He flips me back over and pounds relentlessly as he follows my orgasm with his own.

  Liam and I made love and I never want it to end.

  We lie here trying to catch our breath and I start to come down from my high. I get up and head to the bathroom. I stare at myself in the mirror after cleaning up and try to notice anything different. My hair is a mess and I try to fix it, but I’m still the same. The insides of me are changed though. I’m no longer just Aaron’s girl. I’ve given myself to another man—a good man. A man that I hope will be around for a long time.

  I climb back into bed and he wraps the blanket around us. I lie there staring at him with adoration.

  His head lolls over and his face lights up. “That was . . .” Liam struggles for words.

  “Good?” I ask apprehensively.

  He takes my hand. “No, sweetheart. That was better than good.”

  I beam and close my eyes. My mind drifts without permission to my first time with Aaron. It was nothing like that. We were both inexperienced teenagers who were trying to recreate a movie. I don’t want to think of him. Liam deserves to have me here and not in my past right now.

  “Liam?” I ask, trying to divert my thoughts.

  “Hmmm?” He takes my hand and places it against his chest.

  I don’t know after this how much we’ll see each other. I wonder if he’s leaving soon for a deployment or if it’s just training. Even before our relationship progressed, I missed him when he was gone. I don’t know how I’m going to handle it now. I have to remember he’s a SEAL and I’m back to that life. Previously, I wouldn’t even notice when Aaron was gone, but Liam and I are so attuned.

  “What’s your schedule for the next few weeks? I’m not a needy person, but I want to know how much we’ll see each other.”

  “I have to leave in a few days for about two weeks. Then I’m home for a bit. I’ll be here for Aara’s birthday and then probably have to leave after that.”

  “I’ll miss you.”

  Liam shifts, pulling me on top of him. His fingers trace down my nose to the side of my face. My chin quivers a tiny bit thinking of him leaving for six months. We’re so new and I don’t want him to go. “I’ll see you every day. When I close my eyes, I’ll see your blue eyes, blonde hair, and your beautiful face. You’ve done thi
s, you know it’s not forever,” Liam stops, catching himself on that phrase. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that.”

  “I know you didn’t,” I reassure him and roll over. “But it can sometimes be forever.”

  Liam pulls me to his side and I close my eyes. He holds me close and I dare to hope that this forever won’t be the same fate as the last man I loved.

  I wake the next morning and my hand reaches for Liam, but all I get are cold sheets. Again.

  No.

  I sit up and look around. Please don’t let this be a dream. It’s definitely not my bedroom. I’m in North Carolina. “Okay,” I tell myself, “Just take deep breaths.”

  Climbing out of bed, I feel the aches of the muscles I hadn’t used in a while. I’m sore but I welcome it. It reminds me of the complete ecstasy I felt in Liam’s arms. The sun shines through the window and I go to see where he is.

  I walk past Aarabelle’s room to check on her, but she’s not there. I rush down the stairs and see them on the couch. Liam has Aara tucked into his side and she has food all over her face. She’s elated and smiling, watching television with him. Leaning against the wall, I watch them.

  She starts to wiggle and he places her on his lap. “Okay, Mommy’s still sleeping, and I’m pretty sure you’re going to need a new diaper after the amount of food you ate. We’re going to keep that between us.”

  She stands on his legs and bounces.

  “So if you could not poop, that would be really great,” he tries to convince her. “I mean, I can buy you a doll or whatever it is you kids are into. Want a pony? There are wild ones running around. I’m sure I can snag one if you can keep up your end of the bargain.”

  “Mamamama,” Aarabelle coos and Liam tries to occupy her.

  “Your mama is way better looking than me. Can you say Liam?” he asks and she eats her fingers. “Probably not but you could try.”

  I stifle my laugh as she eats her hand and bounces, oblivious. If he’s already bribing her with ponies, we’re going to need to nip this in the bud.

  “A pony?” I say as I come into view.

  “Oh, thank God. I was worried she was going to shit and I don’t have rope or tape.”

  “There’s so much wrong with this situation.” I smile and walk toward them. If this is a glimpse of my mornings with Liam, I’ll be a very happy woman. He sits shirtless and I do my best not to ogle, but his body is hard to tear my eyes away from. His chest is broad and shoulders strong. I know what it feels like to have his strong arms wrapped around me.

  In fact, I would like to have that right now. I saunter over, wearing his long t-shirt that I found on the floor. Remembering how much he liked me leaving in it the first time we fooled around, I figured he wouldn’t mind.

  “Good morning,” he gazes at me as I stand in front of him.

  “Morning.” I scrunch down and kiss him and then kiss Aara. “Morning, Princess.”

  I lift her into my arms and make myself comfortable on his lap.

  “My two favorite girls.” Liam wraps his arms around us and squeezes.

  “Thank you for waking up with her.”

  Aarabelle babbles on as I nestle her into my chest. She looks at Liam and her whole face lights up.

  Liam shuts the television off and pushes the hair off my face. “I went for my run and when I got back I heard her talking in her crib. I must’ve worn you out last night,” he says with pride.

  Rolling my eyes, I snuggle into his chest. “What time is it?”

  “Ten,”

  “Ten?” I yell out as I jump up. “You let me sleep till ten? What the hell?” I ask and look at Aara. “Did you feed her?”

  “Yes, I fed her,” he scoffs. “I’m not a total idiot.”

  “What the hell is on her face?” I ask, swiping the dark brown smear on her face. “Is this chocolate?”

  Liam stands and ignores my question. “I’m gonna hop in the shower.”

  “Liam! You gave her chocolate for breakfast?”

  “Feel free to join me,” he says while walking up the stairs.

  “You’re going to change every shitty diaper she has!”

  “Love you!”

  “Ugh!” I groan and look at her all happy and clueless. It’s hard to be mad at him since he let me sleep in, but still. He has so much to learn and hopefully he’ll be around for me to teach him.

  “Don’t let her get too close!” I call out from my beach chair. Liam is letting Aarabelle play near the water and I can’t help but get a little antsy.

  “Calm down. I know how to swim—well!” he lets me know in an annoyed tone.

  I’ve gotten to actually enjoy the beach for the first time since Arabelle’s been born. I don’t know what to do with myself. Plus, I get to look at Liam shirtless. Really, I’m winning anyway you look at this.

  My phone rings and I look at the number. California?

  “Hello,” I answer.

  “Natalie? It’s Catherine.”

  “Cat! Hey!”

  I haven’t talked to her in so long. Between her working insane hours and the fact that my life is nuts, we just miss each other. I do get to talk to her through Jackson though . . . I guess that’s something.

  “Hey! I had a few minutes and was thinking of you. I think I’m going to come back east next time Jackson comes to Virginia and I’d love to see you.”

  I laugh as Aara throws sand at Liam. “Yeah, that would be great.”

  “You sound happy,” she notices.

  “I am. I’m actually away until tomorrow. Liam and I came to the Outer Banks.”

  She goes silent for a second. “Things are good then? With Liam?”

  I sigh and the smile that forms is natural. “Yeah, things are really good. I’m content, Cat. He’s sweet and he loves Aarabelle and me. It’s strange and we’re adjusting, but I’m in love with him.”

  “Oh, that’s amazing. Seriously! I’m so happy for you. And after finding everything out?”

  Jackson and Mark found out about the affair, I assume through Liam or Quinn. Jackson pulled me aside and assured me they knew nothing. He and Mark were both angry, but they’ve also seen it so many times. Cheating isn’t uncommon in the SEAL community. I was grateful that I wasn’t the only person who was blindsided by it.

  “It sucked.”

  “Trust me, I know. I know it’s awful, but I promise you, in time, the affair can even become a blessing. When I walked in on my ex cheating on me with his whore, I didn’t think I could love again. It was the most horrific thing, but because of that . . . I met Jackson. Maybe Liam is your lobster.” We both laugh at the Friends reference.

  “I think he could be. I’m taking things one day at a time, but you know. Oh,” I remember to tell her about Aara’s party. “In about a month, I’m going to have Aarabelle’s first birthday party. I know it’s a little early, but I’d love if you and Jackson could be there.”

  “Oh, for sure! Jackson wouldn’t want to miss it. Okay, babe, I gotta run. I have a meeting in a few, but I’m glad we could catch up a little,” Catherine says, sounding rushed.

  “Me too! I can’t wait to see you.”

  “I can’t wait either. Kiss that precious little girl and we’ll chat again soon.”

  I disconnect the call and think about what she said. Her ex did a real number on her. At least I never had to walk in on Aaron and Brittany, but at least Catherine wasn’t married and having a baby. It sucks no matter which way you slice it. Infidelity takes a part of your heart and tarnishes it forever. I can polish it up, but it’ll always have a dull spot.

  Liam and Aarabelle head back and I appreciate the way he moves. Even the way he walks is lithe. The muscles in his arms enlarge as he lifts the baby. I stand up and head over to them.

  “Dadada,” Aarabelle babbles and rubs her eyes.

  Liam and I glance at each other and then down to Aara. She gazes at the house and I wonder if she is just making noises or if she seriously called him some form of Daddy. It would
make sense. He’s the only man in her life. Neither of us speak as I wait to see if she says it again.

  “Did she?” I question aloud.

  “We probably misunderstood.”

  I nod and blow it off. She might have said something else and we are being silly. We both stay silent for a few beats and watch her as if she’ll say something again. After a few minutes, Liam reaches for my hand and laces his fingers with mine.

  The sun warms my face and I close my eyes.

  “You should really be wearing something else,” Liam chastises, breaking me from my peaceful moment.

  “What’s wrong with my bathing suit?” I ask looking down.

  I know it’s not the body I had before kids, but I don’t think I’m fat. I have on a deep burgundy strapless bikini. It hugs my new curves but hides the tiny pooch I’ll never get rid of.

  “Nothing’s wrong. I’m just having a hard time not wanting to carry you over my shoulder and bury myself inside of you again,” Liam says and I literally shudder.

  My stomach tightens and I need a minute to think again. That was definitely not what I was expecting to hear.

  “Okay,” I manage to say. “What time are we leaving tomorrow?”

  “I need to get some stuff ready before I leave, so probably after breakfast. And after morning sex.”

  “So sure I’m going to give it up, huh?” I play with him a little.

  “I think I’ve proven myself.”

  “I’m not so sure.”

  He’s more than proven himself, but it’s not in my nature to let him gloat.

  “I’d be careful. Aarabelle is yawning and I can think of something to do during her nap time.”

  I look at the baby and wonder if it’s too early for her nap.

  “I have some other things I really wanted to do, like catch up on my TV shows.

  Maybe another time though.”

  Liam lunges forward and practically knocks me out of my chair. “I’d start stretching, sweetheart.” He kisses the side of my neck and his warm breath causes goosebumps to form. “I’m going to make you come many, many times.”