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The Ending I Want(16)
Author: Samantha Towle

I’ve never handed myself over to another person in this way before, but I love the way it makes me feel.

Liam lifts his hand from my back and puts his thumb in his mouth, wetting it.

The next thing I feel is that wet thumb sliding between my ass cheeks while his hand palms my lower back.

When it touches my puckered hole, I tense. “I thought we weren’t doing ass play?”

“I changed my mind. That okay with you?”

Is that okay with me?

Yes…yes, it is.

I look back, meeting with his eyes. “Yes,” I whisper.

Heat flares in his eyes.

Holding my stare, he slows his thrusts down and focuses on teasing his thumb over that sacred, untouched part of me.

Even though I told him yes, I still can’t help but tense, knowing what he’s about to do.

“Relax for me,” he whispers.

So, I do. I close my eyes and give myself over to him.

When I feel the tip of his thumb enter me, I moan, partly from the burn but surprisingly in pleasure, too.

“Are you okay?” he asks, his voice sounding rough.

“Yes,” I breathe.

“Can you take more?”

I nod my head.

He pushes his thumb in a bit further. The burn increases, but it’s not painful, just uncomfortable. There’s something else, too…something good. I feel full of him, and a desperate need starts to overtake everything else. Suddenly, the burn doesn’t matter because I want more—more him, more of what he’s doing to me.

Liam has stilled his movements, his cock seated inside me, his thumb up my ass.

And, now, I’m the one taking control, telling him with my body what I want. I push back against him and start fucking myself on him. Fucking my pussy with his cock and my ass with his thumb.

“Fuck yeah, that’s it, babe. God, the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you’d be a hot fuck.”

I want to touch my clit, but I can’t because my hands are bound. I’m totally at his mercy.

He seems to sense what I need as his other hand slides from my hip and moves around my front to my clit.

He rubs my clit with his thick finger.

I’m coming seconds later with his finger on my clit, his dick in my pussy, and his thumb up my ass.

And I keep coming. I’m still coming when he pulls his thumb out of my ass and his finger off my clit.

His chest presses to my back, and his hands go around my wrists. His mouth pressed to my shoulder, he starts pumping his cock in and out of me.

“God, you’re so fucking hot, Boston. I could fuck you for days.”

“So, do it,” I whisper. “Fuck me for days.”

He growls and starts pumping in and out of me even harder.

Skin slapping skin, his hips pound against my ass.

“I’m…fucking…coming,” he growls. Then, he sinks his teeth into my shoulder in the most delicious way as he rides his orgasm out in me.

When he’s done, I collapse down onto the bed. Liam comes down with me.

“God, you weigh a ton.” I chuckle.

“All muscle, babe.” He nips my shoulder with his teeth, and then he gets up off me, pulling out of me.

I decide that’s my least favorite part of having sex with Liam—him pulling out of me. I don’t like the feeling of losing him from my body.

He unties me from the bed and unwraps the bind around my wrists. I turn over to face him. He takes ahold of my wrists and rubs his thumbs over them, massaging.

It’s the sweetest thing.

Then, he leans down and kisses my lips, humming a sound of pleasure over them.

And I change my mind. That’s the sweetest thing.

“I’ll just get rid of this.” He nods down at the condom on his still semi-hard dick.

How is he still hard?

I watch his naked ass leave the room and go into the bathroom.

“You should have a better room than this,” he tells me as he comes back out from the bathroom.

“What’s wrong with this room? Are you saying your hotel rooms are shitty?”

“No.” He climbs onto the bed.

Taking me in his arms, he shimmies us down the bed until we’re facing each other, legs tangled, arms holding.

I’m getting the impression that Liam is a cuddler.

“I’m saying that you should be staying in a better room. You should be in a suite.”

“I don’t need a suite. I’m one person. This is all I need.”

“I like suites, and if I’m going to be spending time here, in bed with you, then I want to be doing it in the best of my hotel rooms.”

“You’ll fly coach, but you won’t stay in a simple hotel room.”

“What can I say? I’m a complicated guy.” He grins. “I’ll have you moved to a suite later.”

“You will, or your assistant will?”

Another grin. “My assistant will. I’ll be busy doing other things.”

“Such as?”

“You.”

Oh. Well, I can’t argue with that. But still…

“I don’t want a suite.”

“I know. But you’re getting one.” He presses a soft kiss to my lips.

And, in this moment, I realize that arguing with Liam Hunter is fruitless. He’s used to getting what he wants.

“Anyway, you’re going to be spending time here?” I question, going back to what he said before.

“We can fuck at my place, too. Either works for me, so long as we’re fucking.”

   
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