Something New

It takes Liam less than a second to kiss her back and she feels all sorts of justification for being the first one to make a move after she told herself she’d wait for him to – since of course he seems to want it just as badly.
Max’s arms wrap loosely around Liam’s shoulders as the kiss deepens. She’s in a daze as their tongues tangle together. This has been something she’s wanted since he moved into the house. This beautiful boy and his beautiful body and beautiful mouth could be all hers if she just allowed herself to break the rules.
It isn’t until Liam presses her up against the wall that she is truly convinced she would be underneath him by the end of the night. She likes his dominance way too much.
When she feels his hands grasp onto her bum, she lets out a moan against his mouth. She wants him to touch her everywhere. She needs it. A split second later he lifts her up against him and she wraps her legs around his waist, feeling like maybe she’s somebody else for a moment. She isn’t one to lose herself so easily with someone else. Usually she’s level-headed and responsible. But right now, she just wants to throw caution into the wind and let Liam fuck her up against the wall.
When she feels his hardness rub up against her, she lets out another moan against his mouth. This time only louder.
“Maxine,” Liam moans as his lips trail down her jawline.
Her name on his lips is the sweetest thing she’s ever heard in her life and suddenly all she wants to do is feed him pleasure until the only name he knows is hers.
Liam rocks against her again and Max moans as her head tips back against the wall. Liam’s stubble burns across the skin of her neck, but in a good way. His lips are hot and wet and torturous against her sensitive flesh and she wants to feel them across every inch of her body.
“Your room,” she manages to breathe between ragged breaths and he obliges, gripping her tightly in his arms as he pulls her away from the wall.
The wine is making her do and say things she wouldn’t normally. But she’s grateful for it. Because she’s certain she’d have gone to bed after saying goodnight to him instead of making a move.
Liam kicks open his door, carrying Max into his room before kicking the door shut, giving them the privacy they need. A second later, Liam lies Max down on his bed, pressing himself up against her, their kisses never ceasing. When she hears Liam moan against her mouth, a jolt of excitement shoots through her. He is moaning because of her. Dear God. She is so turned on.
“Oh, God, Maxine…” Liam says, sounding like more of a sigh than anything. It sends goose bumps across her flesh.
A second later, he connects their lips again and their tongues tangle together and Max’s mind is a jumbled mess. She has wanted this for so long. So long. She almost can’t believe it’s even happening.
Her train of thought is immediately halted as Liam presses himself against her again. Oh, God. He feels so good against her. They’re not much in the way of them connecting – just a pair of panties and his pajama bottoms. That’s it. And she wants it. She wants him.
“Liam. Oh, God, Liam,” she moans as he bucks against her again.
Liam bites his lip, looking down at her and it’s possibly the sexiest thing she has ever seen. He is incredible. She can see the lust swirling in his eyes and knows they’ve already crossed a line together. She knows if she were to stop them that second, it wouldn’t matter because they’ve already went too far to look back. They’ve already made a silent commitment to each other to fulfill the sexual tension between them. She knows they can never go back to being just friends and flat mates. She broke her own rule. But she also knows she doesn’t much care.
Liam leans down, taking her lips with his again and she can feel his hand slowly slipping up the front of her shirt, tickling her skin on its way up. She wants him to touch her and never stop touching her. She wants his hands to touch places she hasn’t been touched in a long time. She needs it. But before her wish is fulfilled, she feels his hand slip out of her shirt, only to slide down her leg, pulling her thigh up against his hip. He digs himself into her again as she tips her head back and lets out a pleasure-filled sigh. In that moment, she realizes it doesn’t need to be just his hands touching her. Oh, no. She needs so much more from him.
Liam’s dark eyes meet hers with an intense hunger and she almost can’t handle it. She wants to whimper. She wants to scream, but she knows she needs to be quiet – only because there could be ears lurking around. Who knows who could be home by now?
“You’re so beautiful,” Liam whispers, looking down at her and her breathing hitches in her throat. She isn’t expecting him to get real with her. He’s said it to her before, in the kitchen, but even then she didn’t believe it. How could the boy she’s fancied for months on end think she’s beautiful? Life isn’t supposed to give you everything you want. And yet, here she is.
“Liam…” She whimpers, not sure of what to say.
“You are, Max. You’re gorgeous,” he tells her again. Every compliment from his lips sends a wave of pleasure right through her body.
And instead of giving him a proper response, Max’s hands roughly grab for the waistband of his pajama bottoms, wanting them to be naked. She wants to feel him, to feel his love. She lets her hands snake around his hips, thrusting them into the back of his bottoms, grasping onto his bum as she leans up to kiss him. She’s immediately rewarded when she realizes he’s not wearing any underwear. She feels Liam smile against her lips and she can’t help but smile too.
Max slowly begins to push his waistband down as the two of them kiss. It’s quite evident to her how turned on he is. He is so hard, it’s a wonder he has any blood left in the rest of his body at all.
A moment later, Liam breaks the kiss by standing up at the end of the bed and she looks up to watch him. She didn’t get his bottoms down very far, but she can see a little further down his treasure trail and it’s so rewarding.
“Come here,” Liam says, holding out his hands for her. She immediately takes them and he pulls her into the seated position.
He leans in to kiss her again as she feels his fingers grasp for the hem of her shirt. A moment later, he is pulling it over her head, breaking their kiss only momentarily to rid her of it. His hands come up, cupping her bra-clad breasts in them and she immediately darts her hands behind herself to undo the clasp. Liam smiles against her lips again when he feels the bra go lax in his hands.
“Magic,” Max breathes against his lips.
“Well, I can make it disappear,” Liam says with a wide smile as he tosses the bra onto the floor somewhere behind him. Max lets out a laugh as Liam leans into to kiss her again. He presses his body towards her, kneeling on the bed again and she softly lays back against his mattress.
“You’re incredible,” Liam coos as he looks down at her, his hands sliding gently up her chest.
He kisses her again before trailing his lips down the length of her jaw, then down her throat and chest before his mouth wraps around her left nipple.
“Ohh, my god,” Max hisses as pleasure engulfs her body. She’s certain he can make her come by just doing that, but she wants to feel him inside of her. She wants to come undone with him.
“Please,” Max begs as Liam trails his mouth across the valley between her breasts and sucks in the next nipple.
“Liam,” she whimpers as her fingers fist in his hair, his tongue swirling around the sensitive skin.
A moment later, she feels his blunt fingertips scrape down her hips, gathering the material of her panties with them on their descent down her legs. His mouth kisses a hot trail all the way down her torso and her muscles jump and tighten as he goes. She can’t help the writhing of her body below his. She is completely under his control. She is his.
As Liam quietly slips her panties from her body, Max can only try to control her breathing. Her mind is spiraling into oblivion every second they’re together. And she knows it’s only going to get worse… or better, depending how you look at it.
Max isn’t even in her right mind when she feels Liam’s mouth between her legs. She lets out a loud whimper as her fingers fist in his hair again.
“Liam,” she pants as her eyes roll into the back of her head. His tongue is magic… pure and utter magic. It’s been so long since she’s been worshipped by a man and oh, God, Liam was definitely showing her what she’s been missing.
“Ohmygodpleasseliamohmygod,” she moans, a jumble of words trailing out of her mouth as she begins to see stars. Her whole entire body tenses up a moment before she feels the release. The pleasure is consuming and she can’t help the loud moan that leaves her lips.
“Come here. Liam, come here,” she says desperately, trying to pull him up to her. She wants to feel him. She wants him so much. He obliges by crawling up her body, his eyes black with lust.
“Please,” she coos against his lips before she kisses him, tasting herself on his tongue.
She can feel his body move as he pushes down his pajamas bottoms with his free hand, just enough to free himself. And she can feel him between her legs. They’re so close – their naked bodies pressed together. And he doesn’t have to do much. He just bucks his hips forward and she feels him slide into her as she lets out a low sigh against his lips. Oh, God. She’s in Heaven. She can’t believe how easy it is – how everything just falls into place.
Liam pulls back minutely before pressing into her once again, beginning a slow rhythm. With every thrust forward he fills her more and more, and she can feel the tears prickling at the back of her eyes. Oh, Liam.
Max’s arms grip tightly around Liam’s shoulders as he continues. With every give and take of his body, hers reacts to him with tingles of pleasure that race through her, vibrating out of every extremity. She vaguely recalls how Liam’s breathing becomes more labored the faster he goes. But she’s much too preoccupied. As his pace picks up, Max can’t even form an intelligent thought. She can only feel the pleasure and listen to the heaviness of their breathing.
And then she can feel the unmistakable pull in her loins. She can feel the tingling in her toes. And she’s whimpering, wanting it to consume her so badly.
“Oh, Liam. Yes,” she whimpers loudly. And she can feel his pace pick up even further.
As her orgasm ripples through her entire body, Liam leans down, capturing one of her nipples between his teeth, tugging on it lightly. And the sharpness mixed with the intensity of her orgasm throws her for a loop. She lets out a loud moan as her entire body seems to explode with pleasure.
“My God. You are the most beautiful thing ever,” Liam coos as he watches her. Max doesn’t even have time to feel bashful over his words because he continues on, which seems to prolong the pleasure she’s feeling.
Max feels completely wrecked as Liam continues his heightened rhythm inside of her. His grunts are so unbelievably sexy, all she can do it watch him. Max slips her hands down his body to his bum, helping him along – pushing him deeper and harder into her, which seems to help him find his own end. He leans up in one final thrust – his mouth open, his eyes shut as a low guttural moan escapes from his throat. His body rocks forward one last time and his arms seem to give out as he collapses against her, his face buried deep within the nape of her neck. All Max can do is wrap her arms tightly around him, kissing the top of his shoulder blade.
“Mmm,” he moans against her skin and she giggles because it tickles.
A moment later, Liam rolls off of her body onto the bed next to her, his eyes closed and she watches him. He’s absolutely gorgeous. His entire body is filled with a thin sheathing of perspiration and his cheeks are rosey with heat. He is perfect. Absolutely perfect.
It takes him a second or two to open his eyes, but when he does a wide smile turns up his lips and she can’t help but smile back at him.
“Hi,” he says quietly, blinking his unnaturally long eyelashes at her.
“Hi,” she says, biting at her bottom lip. She feels bashful, even though she knows she shouldn’t.
“Will you stay with me tonight?” He asks her, looking hopeful.
“I’m not going anywhere,” she breathes, smiling coyly at him.
“Good,” he coos as his eyes close again, pulling her body to his and she cuddles up underneath his arm without another word.

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