Allison reaches for my body wash and loofa. We don’t speak, just watch each other closely. She begins running the loofa over my chest, arms, and back. She makes her way to my waist, but doesn’t use the loofa as I’m expecting. I feel her small hands fist my erection. I feel like I could blow just from her touch. This amazing girl has once again rendered me speechless. I watch in fascination as she explores my length with her small hands. There is a slight tremble in her grip, but she doesn’t let it stop her from exploring.
She looks up at me, biting her lip. “Will you help me? I’m not sure what to do, and I want to return the favor for you.”
I caress her cheek. “I did that for me just as much as I did it for you. I wanted to feel your wet heat against my skin. To watch you fall apart in my arms.”
“Please, Liam, I want this,” she says as she continues to lightly stroke my cock.
I’ll never be able to deny her anything. I gently place my hand around hers and begin moving it up and down my length.
Chapter 21
Allison
Liam places his hand over mine and together we begin stroking his length. This is yet another first for me, and I have no idea what I’m doing. Yeah, I’ve read about it, but to be holding him in my hands is a little overwhelming. Not to mention, the desire that’s pooling in my belly. Liam just brought me to orgasm for the second time within the last hour, and I want to do this for him. I want him to know I want him. To my surprise, I’m not embarrassed to ask him to show me. I feel so comfortable with Liam. We’ve spent the last two months getting to know each other. I know he would never push me to do something I’m not ready for, but I am ready for this. I want to make him come with my hand. After I get the rhythm down, Liam moves his hand to brace himself against the wall of the shower. I’m expecting him to keep guiding me, but he doesn’t. He’s letting me know this is my adventure, and he’s just around for the ride. He starts moaning my name, just a whisper from his lips, “Allie,” which fuels me even more. I lower myself to my knees and continue stroking him.
“I’m close, baby,” Liam groans.
Then he erupts in my hand, his come coating my hand and chest. I continue to stroke him until he’s done. He leans his entire body against the shower wall. I suddenly have the urge to taste him, something I’ve read about in my romance novels, but never thought was something I would do or have the desire to do. That is until I become engrossed in all that is Liam MacCoy. I lean forward and kiss the tip of his erection, licking him with my tongue. Before I can go any further, Liam’s pulling me to stand with him, merging his lips to mine.
“Holy shit.” He sucks in a deep breath. “You, beautiful girl, are now responsible for the two most erotic moments of my life.” He holds me tight and kisses my temple. Liam washes himself again and leaves the shower for me to do the same.
I turn off the shower and pull back on the curtain. Liam’s standing there wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, holding a towel open for me. He offers me his hand and helps me step out, then places the towel around my shoulders and begins helping me dry off. “You okay?” he asks me as he begins drying my hair with a second towel.
Am I okay? Is he kidding me right now? “More than okay.” I stand on my tiptoes and kiss him until I’m breathless. “Thank you for another first, well, several firsts, actually.” I am overwhelmed with emotion. The last several months seem like foreplay building up to the last twenty-four hours. It’s still hard for me to wrap my head around all that has happened. Liam has shown me nothing but patience as I navigate this new world of intimacy that we share.
Liam smiles. “I like giving you your first. It’s only fair since you’re my first girlfriend. The first girl I’ve ever cared about that’s not related to me.” He turns me around to dry my back. “I’ve never showered with anyone before.”
I’m not able to speak for fear of my voice cracking. Liam just admitted he has feelings for me. I know it’s crazy and I’ve only known him a few months, but I’m falling in love with him. I knew it was a risk. I can only hope, when he decides this relationship isn’t what he wants anymore, I’ll be able to bounce back from my shattered heart. I try to shake the negative thoughts away. Liam has never given me reason to think he’ll leave me, it’s just hard to believe someone as wonderful as him would decide to change his ways for a girl like me. I’m going to embrace this relationship for as long as I have him and hope it never ends.
I follow Liam out of the bathroom and watch as he makes his way to his dresser and starts getting dressed. I follow suit and place my duffle on the bed, to pull out the clothes I packed for tomorrow. Liam walks up behind me and hugs me tight. “You need to bring more clothes to leave here, babe, that way you’ll have options.” I look over my shoulder at him and smile.
I drop my towel and start getting dressed in my shorts and tank. My cell phone, sitting on his dresser, rings. “Can you answer that?” I ask Liam.
He picks up my phone, swiping the screen. “Hello,” he pauses, listening to whoever it is. It can only be a handful of people, but my guess is Hailey. “No, Hales, you called the right number. Allie’s right here, hold on a sec.” Liam walks back to the bed where I’m just finishing with my shorts. “It’s Hales, baby,” he says as he hands me my phone and drops a kiss on my temple.
“Hello.”
“OMG, baby, did I just hear my brother, the womanizer, call you baby?” she asks loudly into the phone. Liam’s still standing beside me and can hear every word. He laughs out loud and hollers back.
“You’re damn right I did!”
“Did you hear that?” I ask her.
“Yes, holy fucking shit. He’s whipped, and it’s only been a day. Props to you, my friend.”
“Hailey, that’s just crazy,” I try to reason with her.
I feel Liam’s breath, hot on my other ear. “Actually, it’s not. You own me, beautiful girl.”
I’m speechless, I can hear Hales saying my name, but I can’t respond. I’m staring at Liam, who’s now standing in front of me. He gently takes the phone from my hand.
“Hey, Hales, no, she’s fine, I think I just stunned her speechless,” he says to her.
Liam shrugs, like Hailey can see him. “I just told her me being whipped isn’t crazy.” He smiles at me, an affectionate smile that resembles—love? No, that couldn’t be, could it? “Then I told her she owns me,” Liam tells her like it’s yesterday’s news. “Anyway, listen, Allie and I are just going to hang out here tonight. A few of the guys are coming over to play cards and watch movies. Why don’t you come on over? You can try out the new futon I bought for you today.”
I can only assume Hailey is again questioning his futon purchase. “I want Allison with me, always, and I need to make sure my little sister also has a comfortable place to sleep that does not include you shacking up with Aiden, we discussed this earlier, remember. Listen, Allie is spending the night, and she packed a bag, but needs more clothes. Can you bring her another outfit for tomorrow? Great, thanks, see you soon.” He sets my phone back on his dresser.