love. It’s true I love him, everything about him and our relationship, but I don’t want to scare him off. Maybe he didn’t notice.
Liam gently sets me on his bed and drops to his knees in front of me. He gently holds my face in his hands. “Baby, every single second I spend with you is precious to me.” He pauses, like he wants to say more, but doesn’t, instead he kisses me.
I open my mouth, inviting him in. I’ll take any and every part of him he offers until he no longer gives me the option. Our makeout sessions are becoming hotter and hotter, and I want him. I want to feel him inside me. I’ve told Liam this on several occasions, and he keeps putting me off, telling me he wants me to be sure. I argue it’s my virtue and I can do as I please. Currently, I’m begging Liam to take me, and still he turns me down. “Please, Liam, I want you,” I whisper into his lips.
“Baby, I don’t want you to have regrets. Your virginity isn’t something you can ever take back,” he says as he continues his assault on my body with his lips.
I tug at the hem of his shirt, wanting it off of him. I need to feel his skin against mine. He raises his arms, allowing me to pull off his t-shirt. I lift my arms over my head, letting him know what I want. He slowly pulls my shirt off and rids me of my bra. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him as close as I can. I bury my head in his neck and melt into him. There’s nothing in this world that compares to being skin on skin with Liam, wrapped tight in one of his hugs.
“We really should sleep. I want to get started early tomorrow,” he whispers.
I whine my protest, but move away from him, so we can get ready for bed. I know he’s right, but I want him. Tomorrow night there’s no way in hell I’m letting him turn me down. Hailey went with me the week after we started dating to get on birth control. I haven’t even told Liam yet. He always shuts me down. Well, not tomorrow. I want him to be my first. I finish undressing with the help of Liam, and he slips his t-shirt he had on over my head. We brush our teeth and crawl into bed.
I snuggle into his side as he brings the covers up over us. I feel Liam kiss the top of my head. “Goodnight, beautiful.” I fall asleep in his arms, feeling safe, loved, and happier than I can ever remember.
The next morning, I wake up to Liam kissing my belly. My hands instantly find his hair and I begin to run my fingers through it. Liam lifts his head and smiles at me. “Good morning, beautiful,” he says in his husky not quite awake voice. He kisses his way back up until his lips find mine. He kisses me slow and sweet in the way only Liam can. He moves to my neck and whispers in my ear, “I need to taste you.” I can’t help the moan that escapes me at his words. Liam smirks at me as he finds his way back down my body. Instead of removing my panties, he simply moves them to the side as his tongue touches me in the most intimate of ways. This is not new to us. Liam has performed this, shall we say ‘act’, several times since we became official. I still struggle with the intimacy of his face and his mouth being there. Liam reassured me after the first time I’m the most beautiful girl he has ever seen and he’ll never be able to get his fill of my taste. Yeah, so when those sweet words are whispered intimately, what do I do? I melted, that’s what I did. I caved and haven’t said a word about it since.
I can feel my release building as I lift my hips. Liam knows I’m close and increases his efforts by inserting one finger, then a second. That’s all it takes for me to explode with my passion for him. Liam rides the wave with me, then kisses his way back up to my neck. I push him on his back and start kissing his bare chest. He tries to pull my mouth to his, but I