Phoenix Falling

Chapter 13

******** Liam ********

    I didn't let her sleep very long. She had been teasing me for a month. Shaking that sexy ass at me every chance she got. She was damn well going to wake up and service my manhood. My balls ached with need for her. She still had her garter belt on so I slid it off her hips. Then I bent down and brought my tongue to her moist centre. Oh divine sweet Olivia. Her hand's shot to my hair the moment my tongue touched her and a sweet sexy moan exited her mouth. I twirled my tongue around her hot opening. Sexy sounds emanating from her with every move. Her hips bucking against my face. Her thighs threatening to close like a vice around me. I lapped at her until I was as hard as I could get, then I grabbed her ankles, slid her to the edge of the bed and I thrust my throbbing manhood deep into her moist, tight womanhood.  Every ridge of her massaged me. I moaned when I was fully engulfed. I brought my mouth to her's kissing her deeply while I thrust myself in and out of her. I could feel her starting to get closer but I wasn't ready for that. I grabbed her under the arms and picked her up. Still enveloping me. I pinned her against the wall. Her thighs wrapping tightly around me. I thrust into her as deeply as I could, then I brought my mouth to her n*****s. Nipping them and licking them. 

"Holy shit." I said, stopping for a moment. 

"What was that?" I asked her. She looked at me, not knowing what I meant. I bent back to her n*****s and gave one a suck. Her insides curled around me. Milking me, threatening to empty me. I stopped again. 

"Are you doing that on purpose?" I asked her, 

"Doing what?" She asked, I smiled. 

"Tightening around me like that." I said, she shook her head. Jesus christ. I better finish her before I do that again. I'll be blowing a load quickly like that. I reached my hand down and took her c**t between two fingers. Rubbing it slowly around and around while I continued thrusting into her. 

"Oh my god Liam. I'm going to come." She cried and then she did. Tightening around me. I bent and took her n****e into my mouth. Milking myself, when I came I saw stars. Emptying my seed into her deep hot tunnel. I set her on the floor. 

"We need to shower." I said smiling. Lord I had emptied myself into her so many times tonight.  I smiled to myself. Leading her in. The hot water felt great. But I still ached for more of her. I needed to get in, get clean and get out. Sleep would be good at some point tonight. She wet herself under the shower. The water cascading down over her n*****s. Running through her soft black mound of hair. I always liked it. She kept it trimmed but it was there. I wasn't really into the prepubescent girl look. I wanted a woman. God she was a woman. Those curves, she turned to wet her face. That ass. When she was done I wet myself rinsing her off of my manhood. She had been so wet, it was everywhere. I smiled because I did it. I was rinsing the shampoo out of my hair when I felt her take me in her mouth. Damn she was going to be the end of me. I was ruined for any woman other than her. I had to marry this woman. I needed her to be officially mine. 

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

    He was rinsing his shampoo. My god, he was glorious. He really had an appetite right now too and I was quite ok with it because my hormones were off the charts and I needed this badly. I noticed he was hard again. I looked at it for a moment the water cascading down it. God I hadn't wanted s*x in so long. It hadn't been fun with Connor at all. This was the best s*x I had since Liam had left, it might have even been better if that was possible. Honestly, most of the time with Connor I got no where near finishing. I'd do it myself later, or forget it all together. I was this thing he'd bend over pump a few times get himself off and move on with his day. Liam, Liam was a majestic Unicorn in the world of s*x. He deserved to be treated as such. So I dropped onto my knees in front of him and sucked him into my mouth. I was looking up into his eyes when they opened. I grabbed his shaft with my hand and trailed my tongue along his majestic length. He kept my eye contact. I blinked a few times. Trying to be brave and hold his gaze. I twirled my tongue around the tip of him. Engulfing him again with my mouth. When I needed a breath I pulled back and he grabbed me under the arms pulling me up to him. He kissed me on the mouth. 

"Miss Dawson, you are trying to destroy me." He whispered. He turned me around and bent me over, his finger finding my moist centre.  He slid it into me and whistled.

"Oh god, you're so ready for me." He said, I knew he was right. I could feel it in my guts. I placed my hands on the side of the tub. The warm water rushing down over my body. I felt his manhood probe at the entrance to my deep tunnel. He slid in, ever so slowly. Letting me adjust to the sheer size of him. This was tight, he touched me in more places than I knew I had. He slid himself out and thrust back in. 

"Oh," I cried out. I couldn't control myself. Then he thrust again.

"Yes," I moaned. f**k me this was amazing. With each thrust, I involuntarily cried into the night. Quickly I reached that tipping point and I fell over the edge, my pleasure cascading down around me. My knees became weak. Threatening to buckle. I felt him slide out of me and reach down to pick me up. He shut the water off and dried me with a towel. Wrapping it around me while he dried himself. Then he picked me up and carried me back to the bed. Laying me down and then lowering himself beside me. He kissed me on the lips. 

"You didn't come." I noted. He shrugged.

"Owel, maybe before breakfast." He said, closing his eyes. That was no good. I had started that with the intention of giving him pleasure. I shed my towel and throwing a leg over him I leaned down to kiss him.  The low throaty growl that turned me on so much emanated from his throat as he wrapped his arms around me.  I smiled at him amazed that he had so much stamina.  It felt good to feel his fingers stroke gently over my skin.  

"I don't accept that offer." I said, bringing my mouth to him again. He smiled, against my mouth. 

"I'm seriously fine love. If you're tired." He said. I shook my head. 

"I want to pleasure you." I said gripping his erection and sliding it into me. I rode him hard. My hands on his chest while I lifted myself on and off of him. My bottom slamming down onto his pelvis as I dropped myself onto him. His steel shaft sliding into me each time. His hands were on my waist, helping me to lift myself over and over. Grinding my pelvis to his. A moan escaped my lips. My god, I was going to come again? But so was he, I could feel it. He was tightening beneath me. His thighs tensing, his abs flexing. 

"Yea baby, come so hard for me." I cried out. 

"I'm gonna." He answered. 

"Please Liam, come in me." I cried again, he obliged.

"Oh damn. Yes!" He moaned as he exploded within me. I bucked my hips a few more times and cried his name into the night. Then I flopped down onto the bed beside him. Sweat pouring off my body. The aftershocks of my climax radiating through my body. We lay exhausted in post coital bliss.  My leg over his waist, his arms wrapped around me while I gently twirled a finger in his chest hair.  

"Olivia." He whispered, 

"hmmm." That's all I could say, I was too tired to answer. He rolled so that he could look at me. But my eyes were partly closed. 

"Olivia, look at me." He said, I opened one eye. Trying my hardest to look at him. He smiled and kissed my nose. He looked like he was trying very hard to say something. So I propped myself up on an elbow. Forcing myself to look directly at him. He swallowed hard, 

"I love you so much." he said, kissing me gently. 

"I love you too baby." I said when he had released me. He smiled and we curled back up. But I had a feeling that he hadn't said what he wanted to. He started to snore gently while I gazed at his face. Wondering what he had been thinking. It was hot, curled up in his side. I was sweating slightly. But I was happy. My body was exhausted with all the love we had just made. I smiled, it was like we had tried to make up the last months worth. 

    I awoke, a sheet over my body, the AC on and the window treatment open. I looked out at the desert, seeing the Strip. We had better at least see a few things today or Tim will know we never left the room I thought. I rolled over to wake Liam but he wasn't there. I sat up stretching my arms above my head. My whole body was sore from our escapades. I heard the door crack open. He walked in with breakfast in his hands. 

"Oh yummy." I said, my stomach grumbling with hunger. He handed me a paper bag, I opened it to find a breakfast burrito. He sat on the couch sipping on a coffee. I climbed out of bed, bringing my burrito and sat naked beside him. He threw an arm around me. 

"Liam." I said, taking a bite. He looked down at me as I finished chewing. 

"That was wonderful." I said, grabbing another bite from my breakfast. He smiled. 

"Yes, I have to agree. That was the best night I have ever had." He said, sipping his coffee again. 

"Really?" I asked him. Wondering if it was really true. He nodded. 

"Definitely. You played this old man out." He said smiling again. I chuckled. I took another bite and then chewed quietly. I wondered if he wanted to know what it had been like with Connor. He had never asked. But it really wasn't good and that alone was a bit of an ego inflator for Liam. I must have been quiet a while because he questioned me. 

"What are you thinking about?" He asked, His arm wrapping tighter around me. I thought for a minute again. 

"I was just thinking that I spent a whole year not being satisfied by a man." I said quietly. He looked down at me. 

"What do you mean?" He asked me. I was quiet again. Thinking how to say it. 

"Well, it just wasn't good. Sometimes he was rough, he never made sure I finished." I stopped for a minute. He didn't ask me to continue but he didn't ask me to stop. So I went on. 

"Often he would come home drunk and even if I didn't want to he'd get nasty with me until I did." I said. I felt him tense a little. But he still didn't ask me to stop. 

"It was like when he got really mad he needed s*x to calm down. Like I was being punished almost." I said finishing. He tensed again. Then he breathed in, shuddering slightly. 

"Olivia, that's rape." He said quietly. I thought for a moment and then I shook my head no. 

"Yes it is, you didn't want it but he would get nasty with you until you caved?" He said, I nodded. 

"That's literally just nagging at you until you did what he wanted and you didn't. He might not have pinned you to the ground and forced himself on you. But it's still a form of rape." He said. I looked at him. 

"No, that can't be." I said, shaking my head again. But I remembered Connor, bending me over when I didn't want to. Pushing me on my knees when I didn't want it. I sat, staring at the wall. 

"Is that why when I'm with you? it's so great, I feel so good.I want you. I never, at least after the first month or so went to him wanting him." I said drifting off. I still wasn't sure I would call it r**e. But it hadn't always been my choice. If he would have listened, he would have stop a lot of times. 

"I think so." Liam said, I felt like crying. But I reminded myself that part of my life was over. I was in a healthy state of mind again. I had let Connor do to me what he did because I wanted the alcohol he provided. I knew it was true. 

"Liam, When I was with Connor. He would buy me booze. I think that is how I ended up there. I wanted to numb the emptiness, the broken heart that I had caused. I let him do what he did to me so he would keep buying it for me." I said, sadly, admitting this to myself for the first time. He set his coffee down on the table. Then he brought me, naked into his lap. His arms wrapping around me, my flotation device in a sea of dark paths. I smiled into his shoulder. His hand trailing across my back. Leaving me with the familiar scorch marks of desire. Every move of his fingers I could feel my need for him growing again. My hunger rising up. Threatening to burst out of me. 

"Make love to me again?" I asked him. Of course, always the gentleman he obliged. He slipped me off his lap. Dropping to his knees in front of me. Sliding my bottom to the edge of the couch and spreading my legs wide. His fingers opened me to his view. He smiled. 

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." He said, staring at my womanhood, then he lowered his face to me. Breathed me in and whispered.

"God you smell so good, just like second breakfast." I giggled at his cheesy line. But the giggling stopped when he brought his mouth to me. Oh my god. He licked me, just like an ice cream cone. His tongue sliding along my slit. Drinking the moisture from my hot core. He dipped his tongue into me, swirling it around and around my opening until I cried his name. My toes curling into his shoulders. My hands gripping his hair. Pushing him into me. I intended to return the favour but he didn't give me that chance. He stood, unzipped his pants, leaned over me and thrust himself deep into me. Pounding into my core until we both cried out. Then he collapsed, still inside me. Throbbing from his climax. His seed dripping from me. I cried then. He kissed my tears gently away. He knew why, I cried because the love in me had built up and was spilling over. My emotions no longer able to hide away. I clung to him. Our sweaty bodies joined as one for the longest time. When I finally loosened my grip from him he slid himself from my body. 

"Now look what you did." He said teasing me. I giggled as he stripped himself of his pants which were covered in the love we had just made. We washed ourselves in another shower, then dressed and headed out to see some of the sights of Vegas.