Liam strolled around Raine’s waterfront house, with the yellow lab, Butch, right beside him, as wait staff in bow ties offered a variety of hors d’oeuvres and drinks. In an area off the main living room, there was a baby grand piano with music sheets scattered across the top. In one corner was a sophisticated sound system, and in the other a cello. He walked over to the large instrument and noted the shine in the wood, the bows lined in a row, and the worn chair sitting behind it. Down the hall, Butch scratched at a door that he discovered was the master bedroom, situated to overlook the water. A large four-poster bed took up the middle of the room, and a sitting area with overstuffed green and white striped chairs was in one corner near an open window. Butch took his place in one of the seats. Liam stood at the foot of the bed, soaking in all that was Raine. The dolls on the dresser, the pillows on the bed in shades of peach and green, and the affirmation on the mirror. “I love myself. I approve of myself. I am magic.” He said aloud.
“I repeat that every morning.” Liam turned to see Raine standing at the door. Butch perked up but didn’t leave his chair. “Do you make entering stranger’s bedrooms a habit?”
“Depends on the stranger.” Liam turned to her. No apology, just a statement.
“Is there something you need?” Raine asked.
“Desperately.” Liam watched as she inhaled sharply. “Maybe later. For now, I have all the information I need, so that you’re no longer a stranger.”
“What could you have possibly discovered in the few minutes you’ve been here, sir?” She took a few steps past him to her dresser.
“More than you realize.” He walked up behind her and stared at her reflection, a playful gleam in his blue eyes. “You’re a songwriter and a musician; you play the piano, obviously, but the cello is your favorite instrument; green is your favorite color; you still play with dolls, and you want me to touch you.” He closed the gap, pressing his body against hers, pinning her between the dresser and his hard body.
“I didn’t realize that I was so transparent.” She reached behind her to touch his thighs.
“Hands on the dresser!” He said authoritatively. She didn’t hesitate, placing her palms flat on the dresser. “Good, girl. You listen well.” He removed the band that held her hair at the nape of her neck, causing it to spread across her shoulders. Liam allowed one hand to snake around her waist, holding her just above her belt buckle. With the other, he dove into her locks, placing his nose deep into her dark hair, inhaling her scent. “Jasmine,” he said simply.
“That wasn’t a question, my dear.” He continued to stare at her in the mirror. She licked her lips, drawing his attention. “I believe that the first kiss is one of the sexiest things that can happen between two people. Don’t you agree?” Silence.
She leaned back against him, their eyes locked. He spun her around effortlessly, keeping her balance. She rested her hands on his waist, an unusual sensation for him, and he entwined both of his into her hair. He soaked her in, looking closely at her face, exploring. His gaze landed on her lips, which were parted slightly. She closed her eyes, as his mouth came closer and closer to hers. “Do you agree?”
“Excellent.” He closed the short distance, and as their lips touched, music began to play on the patio outside. He did not break the connection; his tongue reached deeper, deeper, and deeper into her. Her body responded, accepting him, encouraging him to continue his exploration. His kiss became more desperate, and harsher, opening her up more. He felt her hands move up his back, causing the muscles just below the surface to tense. No! What am I doing? I can’t do this. He broke the connection and took two steps back, staring at her as she breathed deeply, holding onto the dresser for support. Without a word, he left the room.
Raine turned to look at herself in the mirror. Hair a mess, lips plump, lipstick pretty much gone. “Wow.” She turned toward Butch, who was lazing in his favorite chair. He thumped his tail a couple of times, but aside from that, he didn’t move. She fixed her hair and reapplied her lipstick. There was nothing she could do about the flush that covered her cheeks. “Okay, let’s see if my legs can hold me.” She took a tentative step, her heart still pounding from the closeness with Liam. Amazing. She exited the bedroom and headed outside to join the festivities.
Liam swept Raine into his arms and carried her to her bed, taking her mouth as they went down. Her arms went around his neck, eliminating any space between them. Their tongues intertwined as he shifted his body so that he was on top of her, still wet from exiting the shower, concentrating on her mouth, her lips, her tongue. Releasing her punished mouth, he moved to her neck, licking, gently sucking, and trying to consume her. Raine melted in his arms when he reached the spot right below her ear. Liam felt her pulse rate increase as he kissed the area, and relished in her reactions, the soft mews whenever something felt good, and the goosebumps that formed all over her body when touched. He was confident that she could feel his smile against her neck. His hand moved to the side of her breast, gently touching the underside, checking to see if she was ticklish. He was delighted to discover that she was. She tried to brush his hand away, but he caught her hand in his, lifting it over her head. Within a moment he had both of her small hands in his, high over her head. He moved his mouth down her neck, across her shoulder, down to her right breast. He ringed her dark pink nipple with his tongue, as he rubbed his palm over its twin.
He continued to lick around her areola, closing in on the point of her hard nipple. He lifted his head and blew his warm breath onto her nipple, causing it to contract even more. He felt her hand ball into fists and he grabbed her nipple with his teeth, while he pinched the other. She squealed and lifted her chest hard into his mouth and hand. Liam shifted positions, taking the other nipple into his mouth. He felt his cock pulsating against her thigh, demanding relief.
Raine was on the edge of something amazing, and he knew it. He let her look over the precipice, but wouldn’t let her fall, leaving a trail of fire with his hands and tongue everywhere he touched. He released her breasts right before she exploded, causing a frustrated moan.
Liam released her hands, but she kept them where they were, completely under his spell. He crossed her stomach, kissing as he went. Reaching her vagina, he used his thumbs to open her shaved lips and paused. She looked down at him to find him watching her, waiting for their eyes to connect. He smiled before licking from bottom to top. Her body tensed. He lapped at her pussy, enjoying the smell and taste of her. Liam rubbed a finger across her opening, back and forth, up and down. He inserted one finger, then two, licking as he moved in and out slowly. When he reached her clit, he pulled back the hood, uncovering the treasure. He blew his hot breath onto the bud, causing her to buck against him. When he closed his lips around her clit and sucked, the orgasm hit her like a sledgehammer.
She yelped and her body rocked with such force that Liam had to struggle to keep the connection. He allowed her tremors to subside before crawling up her body, resting his hard cock on her mons. Their breathing unified and he stared down into her eyes. Raine heard the sound of the condom wrapper opening. “Tell me what you want.”
“Take me,” she mouthed. He closed his mouth over hers, tenderly kissing her, allowing her to taste her flavor. She finally moved her hands, tangling her fingers into his still wet hair. Instinctively, he shook her hands away, and lifted onto his knees, looking down at her open below him. A deep flush covered her upper body, and her hazel eyes seemed to deepen to an amber hue in her arousal. He grabbed his dick and aimed for her opening.
“Do you want this?” he asked. She responded by opening her legs more. He growled as he moved the head of his cock up and down her slit, gathering her juices. He pressed the head into her opening. The sensation hit him with such force that he had to put his hand on the bed near her head to keep his balance. Still holding his dick, he pressed forward.
“Oh Raine!” he called. “You’re so fucking tight.” He continued to press into her. She lifted her feet from the bed, giving him more leverage. “You’re gonna make me cum. Fuck!” He stopped his forward progress, trying to calm himself. She used her muscles to grip his cock. He had to withdraw to keep from exploding.
“Don’t leave,” she said softly, afraid that he would make another swift exit.
“Never.” He entered her again. Slowly, methodically, he pressed in, and pulled out, until he was fully seated within her. He held himself there, looking into her eyes, watching her breathing. He knew that she was as effected as he. As slowly as he entered, he withdrew, until he sat at her opening. Then he commenced to thrusting. Three hard hits, withdraw. Three hard hits, withdraw. Again and again. Raine grabbed onto his wrists, which were planted next to her head. Her touch sent sparks through his body, and he felt little orgasms ripple through hers. Liam, feeling his balls pull up into his body, leaned in, taking her lips, while thrusting quickly, and closing in on his end.
Raine felt fuller than she’d ever been. She wanted to consume him. As he sat deep within her, she felt her body open to him, and her mind was lost. She was no longer in control of her thoughts, body or actions. His body was her reality, and his thrusts were her lifeline. She felt her body react to his, with a hundred small explosions in every nerve ending. Something was building, for both of them.