Through the Dark

Liam and I take our tea upstairs. We sit together on the couch and watch the storm outside. I occasionally, gently touch Liam’s face, worried about him. He assures me he is fine.
“I just feel bad, it’s all my fault.” I say.
Liam frowns. “Babe, how could it possibly be your fault? He was the one who hit me.”
“I know. I just shouldn’t have gone downstairs wearing only your shirt, but I thought we were alone.”
“Lexi, neither one of us did anything wrong. Besides I don’t want to talk about that anymore.” Liam says as he puts his hand on my leg and kisses my neck. “I won’t let him ruin our night.”
I touch his face tenderly. “Are you sure you are good?” I ask him.
Liam smirks. “Let me show you how good I am.” He kisses my neck as his hand goes under my dress.
He pushes my panties aside and i swear my whole body becomes alert at his touch. I tug at his t-shirt and he allows me to pull it off. He returns to kissing my neck as I dig my fingernails into his back.
He moans and his lips seek out mine. I could kiss him all day. I love the feel of his soft lips on mine, the taste of his tongue.
Liam stops long enough to remove our clothes. Then he is hovering above me again. “So am I good so far?” He asks me with a sparkle in his eyes.
I grin and wrap my legs around his hips as I say. “Mmmm, you are very good.”
Liam laughs. Then his body is up against mine, hard in all the right places. My breath catches as his touch provokes parts of me I never even realized existed. He smells so good, a mixture of expensive cologne and sex.
As we approach the edge together, I keep my eyes open and happily watch Liam come undone above me, as my own pleasure breaks loose.

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