Phoenix Falling

Chapter 14

     ******** Liam ********

    I wanted to propose to her today. I needed her to be my wife. I couldn't be without her anymore. So I led her across the strip to Paris. I paid at the box office for tickets to the top. We rode the elevator to the top. I sweat bullets the entire trip. But when the doors opened all I noticed was all the people. This wasn't right, there were kids screaming and people jostling one another trying to get to the edge and get a better look. No. I could do better than this. She turned and smiled at me. Then she began wiggling her way to the front of the line for a glimpse of the Vegas strip. She turned excitedly to me. 

"This is beautiful Liam." She said grabbing my hand and pulling me up with her. I threw my arm around her, kissing her hair. Yea, this wasn’t right. When she had her fill of Paris I took her out onto the strip, walking the long distance to the Venitian. She stopped to admire street performers as we went. Dropping money into everyone’s tip buckets along the way. When we got to the Venetian I took her into the Box office here, booking us tickets on a Gondola ride. This would work, it would be perfect. It might not really be Italy, but it’s close. We sat in the Gondola, I was ready to go. The ring was burning a hole right into my pocket. But just as we were about to leave another couple sat down in the boat with us. s**t. There goes that plan. So I sat back to enjoy the ride, my arm over her. Our Gondolier began singing his song, pushing us along the canals. We came to the first bridge and I brought my mouth to Olivia’s kissing her sweetly as we passed under it. 

“What was that for?” She asked me, seemingly shy of the other couple. I smiled. 

“Good luck according to the Italians when I was there, you kiss your lover under every bridge.” I said, bringing my mouth to hers again as we passed under another bridge. I noticed the other couple following suit. Awkward. But whatever. I loved her, and I needed luck. 

“Are you guys on your honeymoon?” The young woman asked us. 

“No, it’s Liam’s birthday so we drove up from Phoenix.” Olivia replied. 

“You?” I asked her. 

“We just got married last night!” The girl exclaimed happily. 

“Congratulations.” Olivia told her. Our next bridge. This time she kissed me, deeply. Needingly. Was she jealous that they were married? I hoped so. I wondered briefly if she’d skip the engagement and go straight to marrying me? No that wouldn’t be right. She’d want her family and friends there. Oh crap. Tim. I needed to ask Tim for her hand. I lost myself deep in thought trying to plan what I would do. I wanted this to be romantic. I wanted it to be perfect. Soon our ride was over. We said goodbye to the couple and I started dragging her back to the room.

“Oooo, you want more s*x?” She asked me, smiling. I shook my head. I needed her distracted so I could do my plans. 

“Nope, I want to go to the pool.” I said. She trailed along behind me, the long walk back. Then she slipped into a tiny bikini, grabbed her book and we headed down to the pool. I had to pretend I was enjoying the sun for a while. She was laying between my legs reading a book. I was reading it over her shoulder. 

“And I explode, my body a slave to his, and wrap myself around him, clinging to him like a vine as he cried out my name, and climaxes with me, then collapses, his full weight pressing me into the mattress.”

“What in god’s name are you reading?” I asked her, I almost couldn’t believe what was on the page of that book. She giggled. 

“Fifty Shades Darker by Stephenie Meyer.” She said happily turning the page. 

“Is it all like that?” I asked her, wondering how much of that was in the book. 

“Pretty much, but usually there’s bondage and spanking too..” She said, turning the page again. Did she want that kind of s*x from me? I wasn’t sure I knew how. I just wanted to make love to her. 

“That something you want?” I asked her quietly. She looked over her shoulder at me. Then she giggled. 

“I don’t think so, I’m pretty well awesome with what we have.” She said, kissing me on the lips. I smiled. 

“I gotta run to the washroom.” I said, getting up, I kissed her. 

“I’ll be right back baby.” I said, leaving her to her book of rough s*x. When I got out of hearing distance I dialed Tim. 

“Liam.” He said answering my call. I was so nervous. But I started it anyway. 

“Sir, I have a question to ask you.” I said quietly. 

“Go ahead.” He said, 

“Can I please have your blessing to ask Olivia for her hand in marriage, sir.” I said. He was quiet for a minute. 

“You're not meaning to get married in Vegas are you?” He asked. Oh s**t. I never thought of that. 

“No! No sir. I wanted to ask her here though.” I said quietly. 

“Actually I want to stay an extra day if that is ok. Then I have a day trip planned so I can ask her.” I said, trying to explain myself. He starting laughing. 

“Liam, Liam. I’m just bugging you. I know you wouldn’t do that. Of course you can have her hand.” He said. I smiled. 

“Even though she’s just turning 19?” I asked him, unsure. 

“Yes Liam. If she’s not going to be protected by me, there is no one else I would want to protect her.” He said. 

“Thank you sir.” I said, 

“Liam.” He said. 

“Yes sir?” I answered. 

“My name is Tim. If you want now you can call me dad.” He said, 

“Ok, thank you…. Dad. Tim.” I said, unsure of what to call him. 

“You two have fun. If she tells you no to you,  leave her there.” He said, giggling as he teased me. I smiled. I really hoped she wouldn’t say no. I hung up and went to the front desk. I booked us another night at the hotel. Then I asked the lady to organize my day for me. I told her exactly what I was going to do with it. She set everything up. On my way back to the pool I saw the old man from the day before sitting at the bar. I sat down. Threw a hundred at the bartender. 

“Put that on our tab.” I asked her, 

“Pendletons on the rocks please.” I said happily. He smiled at me. 

“Made love to your woman did ya?” He asked me. I nodded. Then from my pocket I pulled the ring and I handed it to him. 

“Tomorrow I’m giving her this.” I said. He looked at it then he whistled. 

“Damn son, that is a ring.” He said, I downed my drink. I needed something to tide me over so I didn’t drag her up to the room as soon as I got out to that pool chair. He handed back the ring. 

“I wanted to thank you for the advice.” I said to him. 

“I’m gonna go take her out for dinner now. But you enjoy the rest of the tab.” I said rising from the bar stool. He held his glass up to me. 

“I hope you two have a long and happy life together.” He said. Smiling at me. I nodded and walked back to my bride. Well I hoped she was my bride. 

******** Olivia ********

Liam was acting odd. He had been a little distant all day. Then he left to go to the washroom over an hour ago and he wasn’t back yet. I wasn’t sure what to think about it. I finally saw him coming around the pool. He looked pale. Maybe he was sick. He sat down beside me on the chair. I sat up and kissed him. 

“Have you been drinking?” I asked, smelling the whiskey on him. He nodded. 

“Yea, I had one. There was an old guy there yesterday who gave me some good advice about us. I bought him some drinks and had one with him on my way back.” He said. Smiling. 

“He’s a nice old guy.” He finished. I smiled at him. But it sounded odd. I set my book down, and leaned in. 

“Liam.” I whispered to him. He looked at me. 

“Take me to the room and make love to me.” I said smiling at him. He stood, pulled me up and pulled me along behind him. Passing the bar he waved at an old man sitting there sipping a whiskey. The old man raised a glass to him and nodded at me. I smiled back. So he did make a friend at the bar. 

“What advice did he give you?” I asked, He smiled. 

“Well, basically, he said. Make love to your woman or she’ll find someone else to do it.” He said, I gasped. 

“Liam!” I said, scolding him. He giggled and drug me into the elevator. When the doors closed his mouth melded to mine. His lips warm and firm. His hands on my body. When the doors dinged he pulled back. 

“I was going to take you out for Dinner.” He said smiling. 

“Later.” I said, pulling him through the door. His hands wrapped around my buttocks, my thin bikini the only thing between us. 

“My god, I want you.” I said. We tumbled onto the bed. His mouth was hot and hard on mine, melting me to him. He stripped my bikini off me quickly. Baring my to his eyes. 

“God you are glorious.” He said, bending and taking a n****e into his mouth. I arched my back towards him. My thighs trembled with pleasure. 

“Jesus, Olivia. You are so wet.” He said as his hand skimmed over my small bush. I smiled. 

“Just showing you how much I want you baby.” I said. He slid a finger into my moist slit. 

“I can smell your arousal.” He said. Kissing me softly. I wasn’t sure what that meant. I couldn’t smell anything, but it seemed to be driving him crazy. He moaned out loud as he slid his finger deep into me. I pushed my hips up towards him. 

“Ah, Liam.” I cried out. He smiled at me. 

“Oh no baby. I am going to take a very long time tonight.” He said smiling. He kissed his way down my body. Stopping at each n****e, to tease and nibble. Then he trailed sweet kisses down my belly to the soft mound of hair at the apex of my thighs. 

“Ahhhh.” I cried out when his tongue dipped into my hot slit. I gripped his head. He slipped his tongue along through the folds of my body. Dipping in and out, tasting my nectar. Exploring every crevice of my s*x. Moving down finally to where the throbbing was happening. I groaned with each movement. Grinding my hips around. He licked at me and sucked my tiny bud until it was huge and swollen. Then I came. 

“Liam!” I cried, grinding my p***y into his face. My orgasm forcing my body to writhe with pleasure. When He finished tasting me he smiled. 

“That was fun.” He said, He slid up between my legs. Pushing them apart so that he could fit his hips between them. I could feel the tip of his erection touching my entrance. I thrust my hips upwards towards him. Urging him to enter me. He laughed and then lowered his hips, easing himself deep into me. He began lengthening his thrusts. I moved with him. My hips meeting his with each push. I felt his hands move into my hair. His eyes watching my eyes. He drove himself into me, over and over. Pushing me towards the edge. Begging me with his soul to explode around him. I came in a strangled cry of pleasure. Hot, burning pleasure. I shuddered and felt him tense between my legs. Spilling himself into me. 

“f**k me!” He cried out as his final wave of pleasure released. 

“I thought I just did.” I said smiling at him. He kissed me gently. Then he carefully dislodged himself from me. Laying on his side. His head on his hand staring at me. 

“Oh woman did you ever.” He said smiling at me. I don’t know what came over me at this point but for some reason. I looked him in the eyes and said. 

“I’m thinking soon, you need to wife me.” Oh my god. What did I just say. He didn’t answer. He just brought his mouth to mine in a pleasurable and passionate kiss. His tongue swirling within my mouth. Entangled with my own. His hands in my hair.