Phoenix

Chapter 12

    I was standing naked in front of Liam.  He stood in his military uniform as he kissed me, then my chin, my neck, my breasts my belly, my pubic bone and then, he kissed me there.  Where I had kissed him.  I covered my eyes.  Hiding him from my sight.  Embarrassed to look.  His tongue sliding down my slit, grazing over my c**t and then over my moist centre.  Then grazing back up.  He pushed me back onto the bed. His hands holding my thighs up high and wide.  Assaulting my most intimate place with his mouth. I grasped his hair and pushed his face down hard onto my wet hot slit.  I ground myself into his face. I wanted and needed more.  Then I awoke, jerking up with a start.  My body on fire again.  This man affected me even in my sleep.  My body wet with sweat and desire.  

    Then I looked down to where Liam was smiling, his face gleaming with my need.  I chuckled and laid back down.  Oh my god.  Is he actually kissing me there?  He continued his assault.  His fingers spreading me wide, his tongue plunging hard into me.  Curling against my body and pulling out over and over.  He sucked at the moist wet juices coming from me.  Then he pulled his tongue out and slid a finger deep into me.  I moaned when it hit the sensitive spot he had used to make me come earlier.  He moved his tongue up to my c**t, flicking it in a constant fast rythm.  I moaned again.  He pulled his finger from me and sucked hard on my c**t, I felt another wave of juices flow between my legs.  When his finger returned it was larger, and it hurt.  I jumped and he instantly stopped.

‘I’m sorry Olivia,’ He said quickly withdrawing it from me. 

‘Wait,’ I said, He looked up.  

‘Don’t stop, it just surprised me.’  I told him pushing him back to the goal. He smiled, 

‘It was two.’ He laughed and winked lowering his head back down and slowly slid the two fingers deep into me again.  I breathed through the pain.  If I can’t take two of his fingers, we will never be having s*x. His manhood is huge in comparison.  His mouth worked my c**t hard, making more and more moisture flow to where his two fingers slowly moved in and out of me.  It still burned but not enough to ask him to quit.  I felt more moisture flow from me, I was fairly certain I was lying in a puddle of myself.  He began to move his fingers faster and rougher, until my breathing kicked up a notch, my hands winding into the bedding my back arching towards him.  He continued stroking me, fueling my fire until once again I cried out his name.  Surrendering myself to him, giving him everything I had.  He stood up and stood at the foot of the bed.  His hand stroking his erection while he kept eye contact with me.  Suddenly, he reached for me.  Grabbing my ankle and jerking me towards him.  Throwing my legs open he said,

“Touch yourself for me.”  I looked questioningly up at him.  Not really understanding what he meant.   

“Let me see you touch yourself.  It will get me off.”  He said, answering my silent question.  I thought for a minute.  Unsure of what to do.  I didn’t know if I could do this while he watched.  

“Don’t be shy.”  He said, encouraging me. I slid my fingers to my most intimate of parts.  I was so swollen from need that I found my c**t immediately.  Oh, i like that I thought to myself.  I watched intently as he stroked himself.  He had obviously done this a bit.  He was a guy though.  Did girls do this?  

"How does it feel?”  He asked me.  Emboldened by his obvious pleasure in watching me i rolled my head back and moaned.

“Oh god so good!”  I bravely kept his gaze as I slid my fingers down to my very core and slowly explored myself explicitly for his pleasure.  I purposely let out a deep moan. 

“Ahhh.”  I slid my finger deep inside myself.  Watching his eye’s widen as I did.  

“Siren.”  He moaned at me.  

“Keep doing that you look so sexy.”  I could feel myself building towards the peak.  My own fingers driving me crazy.  Stroking myself higher and higher.  Moaning loudly for his pleasure.  Finally I had almost peaked when he came.  Coating me in a hot sticky mess from my hips to my belly button.  He dropped to his knees between my legs and gently pulled my hand away replacing it with his tongue.  I came undone at his touch. 

“LIAM, LIAM, OH LIAM, PLEASE, YES, YES, OH GOD.” I shouted into the night.  As I tumbled back to earth I noticed he was wiping me clean with one of our towels from earlier.  

“Mmmm.  I like marking my territory on you.”  He growled crawling up the bed to lay beside me.  

“Gross.” I laughed.  He wrapped his arms around me and we laid together in post coital bliss, well sort of...  I was happy though.  My emotions running wild, my body was exhausted.  I was starting to feel like a woman.  My head was on his shoulder, his thumb stroking my cheek, we stared into each other’s eyes.  Not moving for lord knows how long.  

That is until the door bell rang.  I jumped and looked at the clock, 

‘f**k! It’s almost midnight I said.’ We both scrambled for clothes, Liam getting his on first he headed downstairs. I was throwing my hair into a pony when I heard Tim’s voice down stairs. s**t s**t s**t s**t.  He was going to be mad.  I checked to make sure I looked innocent and I didn’t really look any different than I had.  Then I headed down the stairs. 

‘Liam, the upstairs bathroom is acting funny.’  I threw out just to try and make it seem like maybe we hadn’t just been holdling each other in naked stupor.  I rounded the corner, 

‘Oh Hi dad!’ I said.  He smiled, 

‘Hey hun, no worries, I just wanted to make sure you guys were safe and say Hi to Liam.’ I smiled at him, he really did seem cool.  

‘Ok, I actually lost track of time, let me just grab my stuff and I’ll come home with you.’ He smiled, I ran upstairs for my purse.  When I came back down Liam was alone, 

‘Tim said he’ll wait for you over there and he said not to hurry.’ He pinned me against the wall kissing my neck, he ran his hand down my hips and brushed against my pelvis.  His hand pulled my leg up to sit on his hip his other hand slowly he teased me through my jeans.  His mouth moving down to the top of my breasts kissing and licking, I felt my panties dampening.  I quickly returned the favor tearing the buttons off his plaid shirt I yanked it from his body and threw it to the floor.  Then I began kissing his collarbone my hands unbuttoning his jeans and sliding into them to grasp him.  My tongue tracing his muscles. He moaned and I knew I was going to win this one.  Rubbing his throbbing c**k.  Then I pushed him away chuckled and ran off into the night. Leaving my sexy soldier standing there in the foyer with a hard on. 

    I drove myself to school in the morning.  It was exam week and I sat in my English Exam staring at the paper drawing a blank.  Why hadn’t I studied last night? Oh but I had.  I had studied biology for hours.  I chuckled to myself.  God dammit Olivia focus.  You have goals.  Ok. I looked down at the first question. 

What is a Thesis Statement?

Dry Humor

Summary on a piece of writing

The point of what an essay will be about

A question not requiring an answer

Ok I’ve got this.  I started marking my answers one by one.  An hour later I handed it in knowing I had surpassed all expectations and moved on to my math quiz.  2 hours of equations, variables and polynomials I was done my exams and ready to head home.  On my way out of the school I passed a table with a huge sign. 

WINTER FORMAL TICKETS FOR SALE

Instinctively I walked towards it, and bought two tickets.  Praying that Liam would go with me.  Peyton came up behind me as I was handing the cash over for the tickets.  

‘OOOO two? Liam’s coming?’ She asked me in a teasing tone. I looked at her smiled, 

‘Oh I hope so.  I want him to.’ I answered. She smiled, 

‘I’m sure he will, how was the rest of your weekend? You guys bow chicka wow wow?.’ She joked as she bought her tickets and we walked towards the parking lot.  

“Peyton!” I swatted at her impatiently.  

“You blush so easily Olivia.  Well? Did you?”  She was so damn persistent.  I looked up at her sadly. 

“No.  I Wanted too.  We went almost all the way but he kept saying not yet.  All this mushy crap.”  I complained.  She started too laugh. 

“Oh my boyfriend doesn’t pressure me poor poor Olivia.”  she teased, mimicking me. I swatted at her again this time skimming her rear.  

‘So are we shopping for dresses together?’ She asked me, 

‘Peyton, I have a dress I do not need another’ I answered. Her face turned from fun to looking at me like I am crazy.  

‘Olivia you have to buy another dress!’ she almost yelled at me. 

‘Why?’ I asked actually curious.  

“Jeeze Olivia, Liam is military, he will be showing up in his formal’s you have to wear something that matches.  Something blue or red or white.’ I kind of thought she was crazy but I agreed to make her stop yelling.  

‘Ok, Peyton, how about this weekend we go looking?’ she jumped up and down clapping, 

‘Yay, yay, yay.’ Then she stopped and said, 

‘Ask Liam to come so we don’t run into anymore trouble ok?’ I nodded.  As I jumped in my car I sent a quick text to Liam,

Hey Hun, on my way home I need to ask you a favor when I get there

I heard my phone ding halfway home but I did not stop to check it.  I pulled into Liam’s driveway right behind his truck.  After ringing the doorbell there was no answer.  I waited a moment, hesitating. Then decided last night he had his tongue in my most intimate of parts I was more than allowed to just come and go as I pleased.  He wasn’t in the downstairs so I headed up to his room.  I could hear the shower running so I quietly slid the bathroom door open.  He was standing under the stream of water looking mighty fine.  I quickly started stripping out of my clothes dropping everything into the middle of the floor. Slowly opening the glass door so it wouldn’t squeak I snuck into the shower behind him and wrapped my arms around him.  He flew forward, turned to face me and pushed me backwards.  Then jumped out through the still open glass door.  

I yelled, ‘Liam, it’s me I’m sorry.’ His eyes were wild.  I realized too late the start I had given him.  How scared he must be.  Even though he seems so strong he must have a little PTSD.  How could I have just done that too him? But honestly I didn’t actually think about it.  This was not something I had ever needed to think about.  He left without a word. I dropped to the floor of the shower in tears as he turned and walked away from me. I understood that he must need some space.  That he was most likely fuming mad at me and I didn’t blame him.  I cried on the floor of the shower for what seemed like eons. Then I picked myself up dried off and put my clothes back on.  He wasn’t down stairs and his truck was gone so I waited for him on the couch. After a while I grabbed a blanket off the other couch, picked a book from the shelf beside the tv and settled in to read...

    A door shut and I jerked awake. I must have dozed off reading.  Liam came in through the door. Shutting it quietly. I laid still, not wanting to move.  He walked around the sofa, bent down and picked me up. Curling me onto his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck and whispered into his ear, 

‘I am so so sorry, I didn’t think.’ He kissed my cheek and laid down on the sofa curling himself into my arms as he cried.  I held him, while he cried.  I didn’t like seeing him that way but I wanted to make him feel better.  After all I did this to him.  I held him without caring about the time.  I patted his head, and rocked us slowly. When he was cried out I felt him start to snore. I laid there after, staring at him.  He made me want to make it better. Slowly I drifted off beside him.  

I woke to the sun shining in over us, blazing hot.  Slowly I uncurled myself from him and headed upstairs looking for my cell phone.  I cannot believe I had stayed over night.  Tim was going to be so mad.  Walking into the bathroom I found it on the counter top.  s**t, two missed calls from Tim.  I hit the redial button ready for explosions. 

‘Hey Hunny, I just wanted to tell you that I had to fly to New York and not to worry about me.’ I stood still for a minute not sure what to say.  He had no Idea that I had spent my night with Liam.  I wasn’t about to lie to him.  

‘Dad, can I ask you something?’ I asked quietly.  

‘Of course Olivia, you can ask me anything.’ he answered.  I took a deep breath.

“I think that Liam had a PTSD break down.  I don’t know for sure.  I don’t really know what to do.  I don’t understand how it works.  But I want to help him.  Do you know anything about it.  Or do you maybe know someone who does?”  Ok so I didn’t tell him the truth but I didn’t lie.  I just left a bit out.  

“I don’t know a lot about it hunny.  I think just be there for him and listen to him.  He probably has some sort of support through the army.  But I do know someone who can help you and when I get back I will put you in touch.”  He answered.  

‘Ok daddy, I didn't come home last night. I fell asleep trying to comfort him. I just woke up." I didn't want to lie to him. He was silent for a moment. Probably trying to see if I was lying to him. 

"It's Ok Olivia. I'm glad you stayed with him." He said quietly.

thank you, I love you.  I’m going to spend the day with Liam and make sure he is ok . When will you be home?’ I asked him.  

‘I'm going to be a few days sweetie. But I love you and I will see you when I get home.’

‘I love you to dad.’ I meant it too.  I hung up and proceeded to check my texts.  There was an answer from Liam.

Whatever you want you have it Love, but please don’t come by tonight.  I’m having a bad day, I need some time to myself I will explain tomorrow.

I instantly felt worse, I could have just left him.  But what if he hadn’t gotten better? My mind rolled, I don’t know if I did wrong or if I did bad.  I decided food might be a good place to start so I tied my hair up into a messy bun and started making bacon.  Fifteen minutes and 3 grease burns later I was flipping the last pancake when Liam walked in leaning up against the opening in the door.  A sexy little smile curling his lip.  I almost melted.  He walked towards me his eyes sultry and sexy. My brain screaming please touch me. God please let him touch me. When he reached me he wrapped his hands around my waist sliding them down over my hips to my bottom and lifting me. I wrapped my legs around him and my arms around his neck.  His mouth melded to mine. His lips gently pressing mine open. He walked backwards setting me down on the counter my legs still holding him to me. I felt his tongue gently probe into my mouth and I prayed. Please let this be it.  His hands ran up to my face and pulled my face from his.

‘I'm so sorry Olivia.’ He whispered not meeting my eyes. 

‘Liam.’ I whispered reaching forward and pulling his face so he was forced to look at me. 

‘don't ever apologize for feeling. I'm sorry for not reading your text and I'm sorry for doing that to you.’ a tear formed at the edge of my eye. 

‘you didn't do that ok Olivia, I was having a bad day things were getting to me.  It's been a while since I spoke with my therapist. I made an appointment to see him tomorrow.  Sometimes I’m fine but I had a nightmare and it just kind of set me off for a bad day.  I promise I am ok.”  He said, smiling and trying to reassure me.  

‘Now you had something you wanted to talk to me about.’ he said, changing the subject. I had completely forgotten about the formal it seemed so insignificant.  

‘Oh yes umm. Well.’ my mouth dried. I really didn't want him to say no. I would love so much to go with him. 

‘can you take me to the winter formal please?’ I asked him. he smiled brightly.  It touched his eyes and I enjoyed seeing him so happy. 

 ‘of course I will. However, I'm coming shopping when you buy a dress.’ I nodded in agreement.  

‘Yes please. Peyton asked me to get you to come so dad will let me go.’ He smiled.  

‘So when is this formal I will have to get my blues pressed?’ He asked me.

 ‘next weekend’ I answered him. he nodded. 

‘so are we going shopping this weekend?’ He inquired.  I nodded, 

‘yup that's the plan.’ He smiled, that sexy smile curling up his lip again.  Then he let a low growl out of his throat which emminated directly to my groin. 

‘so what's the plan today then?’ I shook my head as if I didn't know. But I knew what I wanted.  I kissed him deeply rubbing my body against him. Trying my damndest to seduce him. He chuckled throaty pulled his face from mine kissed me on the forehead and said, 

‘I propose breakfast and then let's go swimming’  He said smiling. The look of horror on my face seemed to shock him. 

‘What?’ He said quickly. 

‘Liam I don't like swimming I hate bathing suits.’ He looked at me intently. Seemingly searching for a hint that I was kidding. 

‘Olivia can't we get over this self consciousness?’ I shook my head 

‘No I don't think we can.’ I answered. He shook his head in disbelief. 

‘besides’ I said quickly, 

‘I don't even have a swimsuit anyway’ he smiled coyly, 

‘Well I guess that we are going swimsuit shopping’ He said, smiling. I turned away hiding my embarrassment and quickly dished us each up a plate. Handing him his I sat down beside him and ate in silence.  When we were done he tossed the dishes in washer grabbed my purse and ushered me out the door.  He surprised me by jumping into my cars driver seat.  He really did like it. He drove straight to the mall and took my hand. Dragging me along behind him while I loudly protested.

“Can’t we just go hiking again? Or golfing, I’ve never been golfing.”  I pleaded.  

“We can golf another day.  Today I want to swim.”  He said plainly. Oh god why did we have to do this. The lady in the store eyed him up immediately and pranced her graceful old ass directly to him. She was about 50 with long blonde hair, fake nails, fake eyelashes, fake boobs and what could only be assumed was a fake hello to me. 

‘can I help you,’ she purred directly to Liam.  He nodded, 

‘Yea my girl needs a swimsuit.’ He answered. She quickly glanced at me the fake smile wavering.

 ‘Well what are we looking for?’ she asked him. 

‘at bikini’ he answered. I almost died. No no no no no. No bikini but she was already leading us towards my sizes. He walked along the shelves, pulling bottoms and tops that he liked and throwing them over his arm and then he pushed me into a changing room and hung them on the hooks and said, 

‘make it snappy I cannot wait to see you.’  I stood alone, my mouth dry my hands clammy.  Looking at the skimpy fabric pieces.  I felt like a little girl again.  Until I heard miss hot pants hitting on my man. 

‘So you must work out,’ she purred at him again.  Ooooo lady, you are old and he is mine.  I reached for the most covering looking bottom, throwing my pants on the floor I squeezed them over my backside. Oh my god these are so little.  My belly!, I covered my face.  Miss hot pants laughed on the outside of the changing room, 

‘Oh don’t worry about that.’ she said loudly.  Worry about what? Who do you think you are! I slipped into the matching top.  It had massive push up in it. Wow! Who knew my girls could look like that? I was dreading going out when miss hot pants said, 

‘So how long have you been with your girlfriend?’ That’s it, I flapped my hair over my shoulders cracked the door and stepped out.  Miss hot pants had her hand on Liam’s arm, he stood there looking extremely uncomfortable.  As I stepped out I said,

 ‘six years, our 2 year wedding anniversary passed just recently. Do you mind taking your hand off my husband?’ her face flared bright red, Liam’s hand shot to his mouth to cover his laugh and she quickly removed her hand from him. 

‘Well, I umm, I will be in the back if you need me please holler.’ She said as she turned her back and strutted off. Liam fought his silent fit of laughter.  Then he let out a whistle, 

‘You are buying that, we don’t even need to try any others I love it.’ I flushed red but I decided that at least if I bought it he wouldn’t make me keep trying on more.  

That afternoon  I was sitting on a deck chair, in my bikini Liam curled around me when his phone rang.  He had a habit of normally just shutting it off.  But this time he unwrapped himself from me and walked out of earshot. Something in his face and body language told me that It wasn’t good news.  He nodded a few times, looked grimly in my direction and hung up.  Tomorrow was the court case so I automatically assumed it was the lawyer.  I wanted it to be over already.  Liam curled himself back around me and held me tight. 

‘What’s wrong?’ I asked.  By now I knew him well enough to know that something was up.  

He ran his fingers down my arm sending tingles up my spine.  

‘That was my chief in command, I have to board a plane in three weeks and go to Iraq.’ Then he put his head down on my shoulder and squeezed me tighter.  The air left my lungs like someone had punched me in the guts. 

‘What?’ was all I could say. He replied by holding me tighter than he already had been.  I felt the tears start to flow and I fought desperately to hold them back.  He wiped them away with his thumb. Then he stood up. 

“s**t Olivia, I knew this was coming but this time I am not ready to leave.” He said. He bent down and gathered our stuff helping me stand.  

He held my hand as we walked back to his house.  

“Let’s try and make the most of the next few weeks ok?” He asked me sombrely.  I nodded, wiping my eyes.

“You’re right.  Let’s.”. I said smiling at him.  He kissed me on the cheek.  Tossed my clothes at me and said,

“Common, I want to have you for dinner."