Phoenix

Chapter 11

I was waiting, barely outside of security my whole body tense with anticipation when Liam strode through the doors.  Wearing a military jacket, Joe proudly at his side.  I ran to him and threw my arms around his neck, he reached down around my waist, his hands grasping me by the bottom lifting me up into his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pressed my lips to his.  He pulled me into a deep kiss, his arms around me, holding me tight to his body.  I now understood why people said there were more true kisses in airports than weddings.  He gently pulled away, gave me one more peck.

"Hey baby," He said, sultry and sexy. Oh my god. 

"Hi," I almost moaned into his neck.

Slowly he slid me to the floor and then tucked me under his arm like a baby bird.  We walked like lovers out to the parking lot people shooting us approving glances.  We must have looked desperately in love, with his camo jacket I was sure they assumed he had just come home from war. It honestly felt like it to me.  He had his army duffle bag thrown over the other shoulder.  When we got to my car I tossed  the keys his direction.  We had never taken my car before but I assumed that he would prefer to drive.  Besides, he knew the way home far better than I did.  The top was down so he threw his bag into the back seat and let Joe hop in beside it.  We pulled out of the parking lot onto Sky harbour boulevard.  He had one hand on my bare knee just below the hem of my jean shorts rubbing it gently.  The friction of his skin on my skin was sending tingles straight to my core.  Butterflies fluttered in my stomach.  I wanted him badly.  I had never ever wanted a man in this way before.  Liam was not a boy he was a man.  

I could tell he was enjoying my car, weaving in and out of traffic with ease.  He weaved around a semi and then chuckle, 

“This car is kind of fun Love, I think I could enjoy it.’ I smiled and replied,

‘I do.’ Then I leaned in and kissed his neck.  My lips grazed his earlobe, I was going to have my way, I wanted him to make love to me. 

‘I was so scared’ I whispered into his ear.  I could feel his grin against my lips. 

"I'm sorry baby, I didn't want to scare you." He said.  I slid my mouth down his cheek and kissed his jaw bone.  He purred a sexy, sultry sound in my ear. I slid my hand down his stomach. Stopping just above his belt line. I swallowed deep, building up courage to say what I wanted. 

‘I want you Liam,’ I whispered.  He took the exit off of Sky Harbour Boulevard towards home.  He hadn’t said anything yet. Then he spoke,

"I want you to Olivia, badly. But I don't want you to feel like you have to do this." He said. I continued my assault, my hand moved to his knee.  My mouth placing light kisses along his jaw.  I slid my hand up an  inch.  I felt his hand tighten on my knee. His erection tightening his jeans.  I giggled loudly when he reached down and adjusted the crotch of his pants. 

“Oh you think you are so funny don’t you?”  He teased.  I nodded proudly and kissed lower down his jaw and once again slid my hand an inch.  This time he moaned, and the grip on my knee tightened again.  I knew what I wanted, I knew Tim was at work.  I knew that we would have hours.  My heart was pounding and the heat radiating from my inner thighs was becoming unbearable.  Almost painful.  I slid my hand another inch, I was nearing my goal.   He moaned again,  then spoke. 

‘Love, this is not safe activities for driving. You are distracting me.’  I smiled and then leaned back and nodded.  

My face was burning hot with passion and embarassment.  I shouldn’t be so shy but I couldn’t help it.  When we pulled up in front of my house I hit the button to open the garage.  Liam pulled the car in.  I jumped out and while he grabbed his bag I rounded the car.  I grabbed his hand and drug him out of the garage and across the street to his house. Joe followed silently behind us,  

‘Olivia Love, why are you in such a hurry?’ He asked me, I sighed, still walking or maybe I was running? 

‘Because Liam, my body is on fire and I need something, anything to cool me off!’ I answered.  I jumped onto his porch and waited impatiently for him to unlock the door. 

“Olivia, this is moving very fast.”  He said.  

“Not fast enough Liam.  Make love to me.”  I begged. He stepped inside and I threw myself against him.  Moulding my mouth onto his.  He chuckled against my mouth I was trying to push him into the house but I couldn’t move his strong muscled body.  Instead he moved me backwards and shut the door.  Then dropping his bag he reached down and scooped me into his arms.  He packed me upstairs to his bedroom.  I looked around the room as he walked us in.  I had never been in here yet.  I had always hoped he would bring me here.  Lay me on his bed and make love to me.  It was spotless like any of the rest of his house that I had seen.  His king size bed rested on a pine sleigh frame.  There were two matching dressers.  But no pictures on the wall.  He set me down and said, 

 ‘Why don’t you join me in the shower first?’ He asked me leading me towards the ensuite.  I was about to whine but he interrupted me, 

‘Olivia, I have been  in airports all day, I am stinky.’ 

I followed him into the ensuite.  He turned the shower on and turned to me.  Grabbing the hem of my shirt he pulled it over my head.  I wanted to fight him but I also knew what I wanted.  Instead I stood there, red faced and shy trying to hide my stomach. 

‘Love, quit, You are beautiful.’ He said adamantly. I nodded and pretended to be brave.  He slid his hands down to the waist of my jean shorts and undid the button and slowly slid the zipper down.  He peeled them down over my hips. Revealing my black lace panties that matched my black lace bra.  Then he stood back and looked at me from my face to my toes and back.  I tried to cower but he didn’t let me.  He dropped his head the the round mounds of my breasts and kissed them gently.  

‘Olivia, we can make love but I am leaving you a virgin for now.’  He whispered. What? that is confusing. I opened my mouth to object but he pressed his mouth to mine.  The burning in my groin burned hotter.  His hands slid around my back and unfastened my bra.  Sliding it off my shoulders revealing my breasts. 

‘Wow’ he whispered.  Bending this time to lightly run his tongue over my right n****e.  I felt the burning turn into an excrutiating roar in my groin.  His thumbs were under the waist band of my panties now and he began to slide them down my hips and off.  Dropping them onto the floor.  I took my turn now but I went much faster, yanking his shirt over his head, ripping his jeans off and then finally sliding his boxers down and freeing his huge, throbbing erection.  I was certain that I gasped when I saw it.  I didn’t know much about the male anatomy in terms of size.  I was positive that he was huge though.  My mouth dried, and fear tried to replace my excitement.  He had that knack for knowing what I was thinking, 

‘Don’t worry we are going to take our time with this.  Not tonight love. You are going to be more than ready before we ever go all the way.’ He whispered. I nodded. 

"Have you seen a naked man before?" He asked me. I shook my head no. He smiled,

"Well I hope that I pass your expectations?" He questioned me. 

"Oh yes." I answered. He smiled then he pulled me into the hot water with him. His shower had two shower heads and I stood under mine.  Tossing my hair under it and letting myself wash all my fears away.   I felt his hand on my waist pulling me gently out of the cascading water.  Then turning me around.  He began washing my hair, massaging my scalp.  I revelled in the feeling and then he pressed himself against my back.  His erection forcing itself between my legs.  Rubbing against my most intimate parts.  He moaned into my ear and then pulled away from me to wash his own hair.  The ache in my groin was beginning to hurt.  Physically painful.  I wanted him to take me right there.  But I knew that this was going to be a very long night. I also knew there was no point in begging, he was going to take his sweet time with me.  When he was done he turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. Then he wrapped me in a towel and dried himself off.  Picking me up again he carried me to his bed.  Uncerimoniously dropping me onto the fluffy down duvet.  He hopped down onto the bed beside me.  I reached for him running my hands down his muscled side to the y shape that formed just above his hips.  I moaned into the darkness. I intended to continue my descent but I did not have the courage so I stopped.  He was propped above me looking down at me but I couldn’t look in his eyes.  

‘Olivia?’ He asked quietly.  

‘Hmmm?’ I answered.  

‘I love you.’  my eyes flashed to his, he meant it.  Since I couldn’t muster the courage to fondle him I simply reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck.  Not breaking eye contact I pulled his mouth to mine.  Prying his lips open with my tongue.  I pushed my body to his.  His hands sliding down my body.  One stopped to caress my breast.  His thumb sliding back and forth over my n****e.  I pulled my mouth away long enough to let out a big loud moan.     

          ‘Please don’t stop’ I whispered into his ear.  He slid down my body his mouth on my chin.  My neck, my collar bone and then devouring my breasts.  Every flick of his tongue over my n****e was bringing a wave of moist, hot passion to the apex of my thighs.  One n****e was being flicked by his tongue over and over, the other was being twisted between his thumb and index finger.  I moaned louder and louder, writhing on the bed beneath him.  Finally I gasped,  

           ‘Liam, please more!’  I begged him curling my toes into the sheets.  He chuckled and moved his hand lower.  I had known this was going to happen and had been to the spa for a wax two days ago.  His hand slid over my pubic mound to the hot moist slit between my legs.  Slowly and gently he slid a finger between the lips.  When his finger struck my c**t I jumped, 

           ‘Oh’ I shouted.  He chuckled and kissed my mouth.  Then he slid his finger over it again.  I cried again.  Slowly in a steady pace he flicked my most sensitive area.  Again and again.  Every stroke I could feel the wet hot liquid move between my legs.  My hands wound into the blanket.  My back curved up, pushing my breasts against him.  He continued his assault on my body.  Me writhing under him, each stroke echoing to my toes.  My body writhing under his hand.

‘Olivia, come for me baby,’ He whispered into my ear.  Is that what was happening? Was I about to Orgasm? Three strokes later I got my answer.  My toes curled, my legs tightened.  Dark spots appeared in my vision.  My body went into a involuntary convulsion and my mouth spoke of it’s own,   

‘Liam, oh god, Liam, Liam yes!’ I could hear it, but had no control over it.  He pushed his mouth to mine.  Probably to stop the neighbours from calling the police.  But I moaned into his mouth anyway,

’Liam, Liam,’ with the final wave of pleasure I pulled my mouth from his and shouted, 

‘Oh my god, holy fuck.’ Slowly the feeling subsided, enough that I was able to loosed my hands which were cramped onto the duvet.  My back let me lower myself down to the bed.  Liam kissed my mouth, kissed my cheek.  

‘Olivia?’ He asked tentatively. The wave of pleasure had exhausted me, I was breathing heavy unable to speak.  I answered him by smiling.  When I had caught my breath I sat up and looked down at him.  Kissing him on the mouth I said, 

‘That was amazing!!’  

“Want another?”  He asked slyly.  I nodded eagerly.  

“Yes please.  Now I know what everybody is talking about!”  I said.  He c****d his head.   

“You’ve never had an orgasm?” He asked me. 

“No was I supposed too?”  I asked innocently.  He laughed, and sat up.  His fingers sliding further down the moist wet slit in my body.  I felt one finger graze over the opening to my body. Prying gently he began to slide it inside me.  I tensed. 

"It's ok baby, if it hurts at all I'll stop." He said into my hair. My hands wound their way around his upper arms my fingers digging into his skin.  I felt my head tip back as his finger slid slowly farther and farther into my body.  He whispered,              

‘Olivia you are so wet, and tight baby.’ I chuckled, oh I know I can feel that. Then he pulled his finger out of my body, I groaned in displeasure.  He chuckled, 

‘Oh so sorry, you weren’t done?’ He joked against my neck.  I grumbled,   

‘No!’ Just as he began to slide it back inside me.  My body curling again,  then he pulled it out of me again.  Sliding it inside me one more time he leaned down and pulled one of my n*****s deep into his mouth.  I could feel more moisture bringing itself to the surface.  He gently nipped my n****e and released it.  Bringing his mouth to mine he left his finger deep inside me rubbing it on the upper wall of my v****a.  I could feel the wave building again.  Every stroke against my insides made it grow larger.  My hands were in his hair.  My breath almost impossible to catch I crashed once more in a moment of passion and love that I had been waiting for my whole life.  I cried his name, bucked my hips, dug my fingers deep into his shoulders.  I realized in that moment what making love meant.  I loved him, he loved me and this one moment just made that all the more firm. As my eyesight slowly came back and my body caught up on its oxygen intake I looked into his eyes and smiled.  

‘Liam, I love you.’ I whispered into the night.  He smiled back at me, 

‘Love you have no idea how much I love you.’ Even though I was exhausted I wanted to return the favour he had just given me.  I raised myself onto my elbow.  He was laying on his back, his eyes closed.  I let my eyes wander to his manhood.  What in the hell am I supposed to do with that thing? I didn’t want him to fall alseep.  I placed my hand on his firm chest muscles, one eye fluttered open to look at me.  I smiled.  My hand slid to his sternum.  He closed his eye again, obviously teasing me.  I walked my fingers down to his belly button.  His erection pulsed.  So I was having some sort of effect on him.  My mouth was dry my hand unsure but I forced myself to move it further down to where we both wanted my to explore.  I slid my fingers through the hair surround his shaft.  Then I slid one finger up the length of it and back down.  He let out a deep breath of air.  I curled my fingers around his girth.  Amazed at the sheer size that he was.  Granted I had nothing to compare it to.  But it was rather daunting.  I slid my hand up his shaft then back down.  I was fairly certain he was un-cirumsized but I would either have to ask or never know for sure. 

“Are You circumcised?”  I asked shyly.  He didn’t laugh at me. 

“No I am not. Love”  He answered. 

“I have no idea what I am doing.”  I admitted to him.  He smiled kindly at me as I slid my hand up again and back down, Liam whispered, 

‘don’t be so gentle.’ I looked at his face his eyes still closed.  So I did what he told me, gripped him harder and moved faster.  The up and down rhythm of my hand gently rocking the bed.  Tip to base I continued to work him.  Wanting him to come for me now.  Then an idea came to me.  I adjusted my body so I was positioned between his legs.  He still didn’t open his eyes.  With my hand still continuing its assault I leaned down and took the tip of him into my mouth.  I heard him gasp and I smiled to myself.  His hand moved to my hair and lifted it out of the way.  My body filled with horror. Oh my god, he is watching me.  I tasted him, it surprised me I was expecting far worse but instead just a subtle hint of salt.  I moved my hand down and head down at the same time.  

"Yes baby, just like that." He moaned. I smiled slightly. I was doing something right. I pushed down on him swallowing about four inches of his massive manhood and then bobbing back up.  Finding a new rythm I continued my assault.  My goal to make him call my name like I did his.  When I ran out of breath I leaned back letting myself get some air. Bravely I looked up at him our eyes meeting. I continued running my hand up and down his shaft. Then I took my tongue and swirled it around the tip of his throbbing c**k, staring him down with the most sultry look that I could muster.  I knew he was close because he wound his hand into my hair and the other hand grasped my shoulder.  It was at that moment I decided to try and see how much I could fit into my mouth.  I lowered myself onto his c**k reaching my gag reflex I breathed in and decided to push past it.  His hand on my head encouraging me farther, I kept pushing until I reached the base of him.  Pulling up I threw myself back down as fast as I could up and down until both hands were on my head pushing me his hips bucking up to meet me and finally he cried into the night, 

‘Olivia, f**k, Olivia, god.’ I felt his body shudder, his hips tense.  His c**k deep in my throat pulse and the stream of come flow down my throat.  I didn’t taste it but I knew it was there.  I squeezed my lips around him and slowly pulled my head off of his swollen member.  I reared back on my knees pleased with my work. 

"God dammit woman, you have to have done that before?" He questioned like he didn't believe me. I shook my head. 

"No, I swear, I've never seen a c**k before." I said, shocked that I had used such vulgar language. Hoping the word coming from my mouth turned him on. 

"Well baby you serviced mine better than anyone." He said, pulling me to him. I laid my head in the crook of his arm. 

"Really?" I asked. He nodded. 

"God baby that was damn good." He said. I smiled in pride. He wrapped his arms around me and we drifted off to sleep.