Through the Dark

I wake up around 4am, Liam is still sleeping. I lay in his arms, watching him. I start to feel a bit sad realizing that the storm is letting up and life will return to normal soon enough. I’ve absolutely loved this time alone with Liam.
I touch his face, gently rubbing his whiskers. He opens his eyes. “Good morning beautiful.” He kisses me and then says. “You look sad, love. What’s wrong?”
“I just realized that the storm is letting up and everyone will be coming back soon. I just
want more time alone with you.” I tell him before kissing him.
Liam pushes the hair from my face, then twirls it in his fingers. “Then let’s make the most of our time left alone.”
He jumps out of bed and throws on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and I do the same. Wondering what he has in mind.
Liam takes my hand and we head downstairs to the kitchen. We make breakfast
together, stopping frequently for passionate kisses. We hold hands as we eat our breakfast and drink our tea.
We clean up and then Liam takes my hand and says. “Come on.” I can’t imagine where we are going, but I follow him, I would follow him anywhere.
He leads me outside. The storm has gotten better, but it’s still raining. Liam pulls me out into it. My breath catches, feeling the cold rain on my skin. Then it no longer matters as I look into Liam’s eyes as he leads me through the garden. His beautiful eyes, the color of melting chocolate.
Liam stops in front of the rose bushes. The storm has trashed most of the flowers, yet Liam manages to find a perfect red rose that he picks for me. He carefully removes any thorns before presenting it to me.
“Thank you Liam, it’s beautiful.” I tell him. The rain is cold, but we don’t seem to mind. Liam caresses my wet cheek with his equally wet hand, then leans in and kisses me. I wrap my arms around his neck, still carefully holding my rose. Liam’s hands find my back pockets and he pulls me closer. Our kisses become more intense as the drops fall all around us. Liam’s hand moves up under my soaked shirt. As his hand finds it‘s target quickly with no bra in it’s way, I feel like the ground beneath me has disappeared.
I move my hand to under Liam’s drenched shirt, feeling his muscular wet chest, running my fingers through his chest hair. Then my hand travels down to the front of Liam’s sopping wet jeans. I can feel he’s all ready. He moans and says. “Let’s go.”
We run through the garden again, this time Liam slips in the mud and falls, taking me with him. His first response is concern. “Are you alright, Lexi?”
When I assure him I am, we both bust out laughing. Both of us practically covered in mud. We roll around out there, tickling each other and kissing. Then we realize there’s some place else we would rather finish this.
This time I’m leading Liam, to his room then to the shower. I set my rose down carefully then begin undressing Liam. He watches me so intensely. After I have him free of his wet and muddy clothes, it’s my turn.
I watch him as he tries to quickly peel the soaked clothes off of me. He looks so adorable with bits of mud on his face. He looks into my eyes and I am frozen. I am overwhelmed with the feelings I’m having and I pray that Liam is feeling the same. I want him. All of him. His incredible body. His beautiful thoughts. And most of all his kind heart.

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