After my brief phone conversation with Maggie, I had become completely enthralled in work. The new material I was working on was fascinating. The new manuscript was more interesting then the previous few had been since it was dealing with actual events rather then about family lineage and so forth. By the time I looked up from my work, the clock already read six pm. My bones were moaning at me for sitting stiff all day. As I stretched, I let out a big groan and all my joints creaked in reply. Waiting on my phone I had a text from a few hours back for me.
** Change of plans. Lets go to your place tonight.
Meet you there. Love you -L**
That was strange. What was he planning?
By the time I was out of my lab coat and out of the museum, it was dark outside. The walk to the metro was cold and damp; the weather had started to turn nasty. Looks like summer was over. The walk from the metro to my apartment was even colder; leaving me chilled to the bone by the time I stuck the key in my door.
“Where have you been?” Liam greeted me from the stove.
“Sorry, got distracted by work.” I chattered, shivering and shaking not even questioning how he had gotten into my apartment.
“You’re shivering, love. Come here.” Liam said, moving close and wrapping me in his arms.
“I guess I am not used to the London weather. I was not ready for the change of weather and didn’t think to bring a jacket.” His warmth was helping me slowly defrost, but I could not control my shivering. “Dinner smells good. Mind if I take a quick shower to warm up?”
“Take your time. My famous stroganoff just tastes better as it sits.” He placed a hand against both cheeks and kissed me hard on the mouth before sending me on my way with a pat on the rear end.
The hot water gushed over my body slowly awakening my limbs. My fingers were clutched tightly, too cold to wash my hair or body. I did not want to move from the warmth of the shower. My eyes closed and I opened my mouth, allowing the water to pool inside it.
I had been so enthralled in the warmth of the shower that I did not hear the bathroom door open, nor did I hear Liam move the curtain back and let himself into the shower with me.
He snaked his hand around my waist while planting a kiss on my wet shoulder. “You were taking a long time, I thought I might help things along.” He said roughly into my ear.
Reaching for the soap, Liam rubbed his hands together generating a thick lather, which he applied to my smooth, creamy skin. Kneading and massaging, he covered my voluptuous tits until they were swollen and throbbing. Ever too slowly, he teased me as he worked his lathered hands down until they found my pubic hair. Frothy with suds, he worked his hands in circular motions moving my groin into a tingling sensation.
Moving his hands lower, he made contact with my clit, which he promptly began to massage like a little controler. Out of my control, my hips ground into his circular motions. Leaning back against his strong chest, Liam inserted one finger. I moaned as I placed my own hand over his hand, begging him to give me more. His inserted finger began to move up and down increasing the incredible feeling inside my groin. With most of my weight against Liam, I felt my body tense as my breathing became labored and my heartbeat increased. Liam added to my pleasure when he began sucking on my ear. My whole body shook as an intense wave of pleasure flowed through every pore of my body.
“Oh Liam! I…” There were no words for me to say. He was perfect and incredible and made me feel like I had never felt before. I settled with saying, “I love you.”
I continued to lean against him until my body had stopped shaking. Slowly, I turned to face him. He, too, was panting like he had just run a marathon, eyes heavy with lust, lips parted with passion. Without another word, I bit my lip and dropped to my knees.
Teasing him, I placed kisses from his belly button down his happy trail and finally on his tip. I wrapped my mouth around his quivering prick standing at attention between his legs. Eager to feel my mouth surround his shaft Liam thrust slightly. Keen to get him off, I immediately pushed down until I felt his head hit the back of my through. Helping himself along, Liam worked his own hips in circles as I ran my tongue against the underside of his shaft. Already, I could feel the throbbing of his prick ready to unload his thick juice into me.
With more vigor, I bobbed my head up and down. One hand moved from his legs, where I had been propping myself up, to his prick. I tightened the grip meeting thrust for thrust with my mouth. Puling as much of him into my mouth as I could manage, I worked my tongue around his shaft.
Soon Liam’s legs began to quiver. Looking up I was met with him looking in my eyes just before he arched his back, shoving more of his meat into my mouth. His body jerked intensely and I could feel his forthcoming discharge. Then, I could feel his mighty spurts hit the back of my through. Hungrily, I drank down all of his lovely juices, swallowing as fast as they were coming. Once they stopped, I pulled away and looked up to find Liam with is head back in relief, one head clutching the side of his head and the other clucking the shower curtain.
“Dear God, Allie.” He said once he was able to catch his breath. “You are going to be the death of me.” I could not help but smile.
“I don’t know about you, but I sure am famished after that.” I said.