Chapter 35 The Taste of Him
The Taste of Him
Dylan's POV
“Did you enjoy what just happened out there?” He asked in anger.
“Come on, why would I do that? I’m as angry as you are.” I replied.
“Then why didn’t you chase her away?”
“Liam, she is my friend. I get she is jealous but irrespective of how she behaves, I won’t have anything intimate to do with her.” I said.
My words seemed to calm him down, but not completely. He pulled my shirt off and started unbuckling my belt.
“Liam, have you gone crazy? Vivian is out there!” I whispered.
“Why should I care about her? She’s the one in my space, I don’t give a fuck about her.” He replied.
He grabbed my head and kissed me aggressively. I stretched my hand and twisted the key on the door to lock it. There was nothing merciful about his kiss, he was just pouring all his anger inside my mouth.
When he pulled away, we breathed hard against each other’s mouth, trying to catch our breath.
“Why are you so aggressive, huh?” I asked.
“Because of you. The only satisfaction I want now is banging you while your acclaimed best friend is out there. You can choose to moan out loud and alert her or keep it to yourself.” Liam said.
He carried me to the reading table beside the window. He shifted everything on the table and they flew to the ground. He placed me on it, my head was outside the window. He pulled his clothes off and pulled my trunk down. Then, he climbed on top of me.
“Dylan, are you okay?” Vivian said while knocking on the door.
Before I could answer, Liam took my nipple in his mouth.
“Aagh!” I muffled. “I’m okay, don’t worry.”
“Okay, if you say so.” She said and I heard her footsteps retreating.
Liam kept on sucking my nipple and rolling his tongue on it, while his hand was playing with the other. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him in. He removed my hand.
“Don’t touch me.” He said.
I chuckled. I can’t even touch him but he was kissing every part of my body like he owned it. He flipped me and I was lying on my chest. I turned slightly to look at him, he was holding a bottle of ketchup.
“What are you doing with that?” I asked.
He poured the ketchup on my ass. I grabbed the window rail and closed my eyes. I felt the warmth of his breath on my butt crack. He started licking the ketchup, kissing and sucking. Then he spread my butt crack. I turned immediately and held his hand.
“Liam, is this not too much?” I asked while breathing hard. I have never done something like this before, talk more of doing it with a man. It was kind of awkward.
“Seems like you have a lot of freedom.” He said and grabbed my t-shirt, he grabbed my hands and tied them together. I couldn’t even fight him at this point, he would end up doing what he wanted to do. He turned me immediately and spread my butt crack, then his tongue was twisting and rolling on my butthole.
“Oh! Shit!” I moaned and bit my mouth to not let the sound pass beyond these walls.
Liam’s tongue felt so good. I wanted to touch him but I couldn’t. I kept muffling but I wanted him badly. He turned me and started stroking my dick
“Liam… I want you inside of me.” I moaned as he stroked my cock.
“If you say so,” Liam smirked. He pushed slowly, my walls screaming as they parted for him.
I cried out, my back arching, tears blurring my vision. Pleasure exploded as his full length got inside, locked and throbbing, filling me beyond reason.
“Fuck!” Liam moaned as he thrusted in out.
He grabbed my ass and pushed deeper, then, he bent and started sucking my nipple while thrusting in.
“Liam…”
“What?”
“Please untie my hand.” I begged. “I want to touch you, please.”
He thrust in harder and I moaned. Then he untied my hands. I wrapped my hands around him, my fingers digging into his back. I kissed him, swallowing almost all the saliva in his mouth.
“Liam, I want your dick to go deeper.” I whispered.
He smirked and lifted my right leg above his shoulder, he pulled me closer and I felt his dick almost touching my intestines.
“Fuck!” I moaned. This feeling of ecstasy… I have never felt something like this. I threw my head out of the window as the pleasure spread all over my body. After this night, I might end up craving Liam for the rest of my life.
“Am I too rough?” He asked while still thrusting inside my butthole.
“No! Your dick is just too much. It feels good.” I whispered.
We cummed together. He cummed inside of me while mine spread on our belly. He grabbed a tissue and cleaned me up. Then he carried me to the bed and held me tight.
“Does it hurt?” He whispered.
“A little bit.”
“Sorry, I will massage it.” He said and we chuckled.
He wore his trousers, opened the door and left. After a few minutes, he came back with a cold pack. He lay behind me, lifted my leg on top of his and used the cold pack to massage my butt crack and butthole.
I didn’t know when I fell asleep.
What pulled me out of sleep was the feeling that an extra body was watching us. It was a prickling awareness that reached my body before my mind. I opened my eyes and the room was dark and for a moment I thought I had imagined it.
Then I saw her. Vivian was standing in the bedroom doorway. She was looking at us like we were truths that she found so hard to absorb.
I sat up and my movement woke Liam beside me, his eyes opening immediately, fully alert the way he always was.
Vivian’s eyes moved between us. Down to where our hands were still loosely connected on top of the covers and back up to our faces.
“Are you a couple?” Her voice was quiet and stripped of the performance she had been running all the time. “Because just friends don’t cuddle each other like that.“