Broken River - Ruby Shae Page 0,26

mind, Liam slid his hand down her stomach and over her panty covered pussy. She spread her legs for him with no questions asked, and she knew he could feel how wet her panties were.

“Mmmm…your panties are soaking, sweetheart.”

Elle groaned and raised her hips, eager to feel his cock buried deep inside her. She knew she was wet, hell, she was dripping for him, and she needed his cock about five minutes ago.

“Liam…please,” she panted.

He placed a gentle kiss on her lips, and then moved from her side and started pulling her panties down her legs. Her pussy was bare because that’s the way she liked it, and judging by the way he was staring at her, he liked it, too. The look on his face brought back some of her confidence, and she spread her knees open wide, showing him everything.

He pushed down his pajama pants and boxers in one swift movement, and her mouth watered when he stood. He was like a piece of art, hard and sculpted everywhere, and he had a big, thick cock that made her pussy throb as more liquid heat escaped her core and slid down her thighs.

“Oh, fuck, that’s hot,” he said, climbing back on the bed. “I have to taste you, sweetheart.”

“Wait! What?”

It took a second, but suddenly his words clicked, and she instinctively tried to close her legs. She reached out a hand and pressed it against the top of his head, trying to stop him from making contact with her cunt, but he didn’t back away. He did stop though, and after pushing her thighs back open with his hands, he looked up at her from between her legs, his face inches from her core, and waited.

Embarrassment swamped her as she looked down at him and tried to figure out what to say—how to explain—and suddenly, all of her old insecurities came rushing back. She knew she was a freak for not liking oral sex, and she dreaded telling Liam, knowing that he would be disappointed, and find her lacking.

“I…” she turned her head, unable to look at him. “I don’t like oral sex. Giving or getting it. It’s weird and uncomfortable, and I don’t like the way it feels at all. I know that makes me a loser—”

“You’re not a loser,” he growled. “I’m guessing the guys who have gone down on you in the past are big-time fucking losers, but you aren’t. It can be a little weird at first, but it’s definitely not supposed to be uncomfortable, so I’m guessing none of those losers knew what the hell they were doing.”

“That’s probably true, but…”

“I’m no expert, but I want to taste you. I want to feel you come on my tongue before you come on my dick. I would love that, sweetheart, and I think you’ll like it, too. But if you don’t, then I stop, and that’s it. Then we live without it, and don’t mention it again, okay?”

She could feel his hair brushing against her thighs, and when he was talking, his breath whispered across her skin, giving her hope. She wanted to know what it felt like to have a man—a real man—bury his face between her legs and feel something other than shame at being different. And she trusted Liam. If she told him to stop, she believed that he would.

“Okay,” she nodded.

“That’s my girl.”

He leaned forward and she tensed, but her fears didn’t last long. Liam licked her lower lips tenderly, slowly, exploring as if he had all the time in the world, and the whole time her pussy throbbed, eager and ready for more.

And then he gave her exactly what she wanted.

He licked her harder, trailing his tongue from her pussy to her clit, touching every nerve-ending, and sending shockwaves of lust racing through her body. Her pussy tingled, but so did her breasts, and her hair, and her hands and her toes.

When he jabbed his tongue inside her wet hole, she cried out and threaded her fingers through his hair. When he pressed his tongue against her clit, she tightened her grip his hair and raised her hips, silently begging for more.

Over the next few minutes, his movements gradually changed from slow and steady to quick and mind-numbing. He was right, she’d never felt anything like this before, and though it wasn’t a surprise, the losers she’d dated in the past really didn’t have any idea what the hell they were doing, because Liam’s mouth on her cunt was