Bayou Stix Series: Bayou Stix Limited Edition Box Set (87 page)

She takes my hands and presses them to her breasts. I swallow again before I glance down. As I rub my thumbs against her nipples, they bead for me. I stare in rapt fascination. She exhales and lets her head fall back in invitation.

Picking her up, I place her on the bed and walk over to the door as she watches me. I turn the lock. There will be no interruptions today.

Her eyes are hooded as she watches me stalk her across the room.
This is about her, not you, Liam. Focus, man.

She’s so sexy sprawled out on my bed. Her hair fans across my pillow as her chest rapidly rises and falls with her erratic breathing. She still has her slippers on. I chuckle. Even Thor slippers are sexy as sin on her.

Her brow raises and she gets a look of trepidation on her face as I near. As I reach the end of the bed, I lean down and pull her slippers off. Leaning down, I rub the arches of her feet and circle each individual toe. She moans at the sensations. Running my hands over the fleece of her pants, I explore her legs through the fabric. As my hands reach her waist, I slip my hand underneath the elastic band and let it pop. She jerks with a start and looks at me.

Leaning over her, I take her mouth in a gentle kiss as I hold her arms immobile on the bed. My tongue is rubbing against her tongue and teeth in a sensual dance and she’s writhing beneath me, trying to release her hands.
No way, Clove. If you touch me, I’m going to embarrass myself.

Breaking the kiss, but continuing to hold her immobile by linking our hands, I kiss down her neck and lick the swells of her breasts trying to escape the thin tank she’s wearing. Leaning over, I bite her nipple through her shirt. She bucks off of the bed and tries once again to remove her hands from mine. I am feasting on her breasts through her shirt. It’s completely see through from my saliva and her nipples are clearly visible through the material. My cock is seriously complaining about being restrained in my pants.

I need my hands. Blowing across the wet material, I call her name. “Clove.” She opens her eyes and they are burning with desire. “Clove, grab the headboard.” She looks at me, but I’m not sure she’s understanding my words. Releasing her hands, I say again, “Grab ahold of the headboard and don’t let go. If you let go, I’m going to stop touching you.”

Her eyes widen in shock. “What?”

I chuckle and suck on her nipples again. She moans and I feel her hands move. Grabbing them, I guide them to the wrought iron rail of the bed and wrap her fingers around it. Looking at her, she looks nervous. I lean up and kiss her. She relaxes and I whisper against her mouth. “I don’t want you to touch me, ok? Don’t let go. This is for you. If you touch me, I’m going to stop.”

She shakes her head and gasps at me, “No, that’s not fair. I want to touch, too.”

Trailing my tongue down her neck and across her chest, I grab her tank and raise it to her chin, exposing her breasts to my hungry gaze.
God, her tits are perfect. Full and lush and real.
Her dark nipples are a stark contrast to her creamy skin. I lick my lips as I trace the nipples with my fingers. She throws her head back again and moans.

Clove is lying on my bed, with her shirt around her neck and her delicious tits on display, as she holds onto my headboard, which thrusts them up even further. My hands are darker than her skin, so the contrast is like a piece of art. I take a picture with my mind.

This the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

It’s too much, leaning in, I take a naked nipple into my mouth and suckle. I moan at the sheer perfection of the experience.

The more I suckle, the more I want, and the more responsive she gets. She’s mewling and gasping my name, “Liam. Ohhh, Liam.
L….I…A…M!”

I’m grinding my dick into the bed. It’s so hard and wants to be inside of her.

Trailing kisses down her stomach, I reach the waistband of her pants. The Promised Land. Trailing my hands up and down her sides and barely grazing the sides of her breasts, I finally take ahold of the waistband and glide them down her smooth legs. Her body is lean with just the right amount of curves. It’s beautiful; she’s beautiful.

I’m teasing her bellybutton with my tongue as I finally get her pants down. Leaning back, I gaze at her. She’s gorgeous.

Her hair is rumpled and sexy. Her skin is flushed from her desire. Her breasts are firm and lush. The nipples are glistening and standing proud. Her waist dips in and her hips flare out. My eyes focus on what I desperately want to taste and I’m slightly shocked. She’s almost bare. As she sees my gaze upon her, her skin flushes even more. She tries to close her legs, but I stop her with my hands on the inside of her thighs. Pushing her legs open a little wider, I just look. I need to look now, because once I go in, I’m going to forget to look and I need this image firmly cemented on my brain.

She squeaks out, “Liam, please stop looking at me like that. You’re making me really flustered.”

My brow raises and I smile at her. “Why? You’re absolutely perfect, Clove. You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.” I stop in wonderment as I realize this is true: Clove is the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. She’s beautiful too, but everything about her is just perfect…. To me.

She frowns slightly and tries to sit up. “That’s not true. Stop. Don’t lie to me. You don’t have to lie, Liam.”

I look at her incredulously. I try to get her to understand. “I’m not lying, Clove. You’re amazing. You’re beautiful. I absolutely mean it. You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”

Something in my tone must pacify her, because she relaxes back against the pillows with a sigh. Her legs open a little more and my gaze is drawn to the glistening folds. Reaching out, I tease the slit with one finger. Not entering her, just rubbing the outside and spreading around the moisture that’s escaped. She sighs and her legs fall completely open. She’s watching my finger play over her.

Turning my finger, I enter her slowly and curl the end as I reach my knuckle. She moans and thrusts against my finger. I look away from my finger sheathed in her perfect pussy and see her also watching while she chews on her bottom lip.

That’s all it takes. Leaning down, I breathe across her mound while my finger continues to stroke her. She feels like velvet and her muscles are pulling at me. The first flick of my tongue against her nub causes her to jerk off up off of the bed.

Once the taste of her honeyed sweetness hits my tongue, I come unglued. It’s like ambrosia. I can’t get enough. I’m lapping and sucking on her clit while her pussy pulls at my finger and she mewls and thrashes and grinds into my face. I add a second finger and pump them harder as I lick and suck at her like she’s my last meal.

She’s so close, I can feel her pulling at me and her passion-fueled moans are causing an answering response in my groin. I have a feeling when she releases, I’m going to blow, too.

Oral sex has never been something I had to do. I could take it or leave it, but with Clove, it’s an out of body experience, and I never want to leave from between her legs.

Her breath hitches and she moans out, “Oh God, Liam. Ohhhhhh. I’m so close. Ohhh. Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhh.” As she cums, she groans out my name and I have to press myself against the mattress as I swallow all of her juices. I shoot my load all over the front of my pants.

She’s still shaking as I look down at my pants and see the huge wet spot and start to chuckle. I haven’t done that in over ten years.

I can’t help chuckling at myself as she comes down from her orgasm.

Clove

H
e’s laughing. I just had the most explosive orgasm of my life and he’s laughing?! Did I do something wrong?

Shit, I sucked…

Of course you sucked, Clove. YOU didn’t DO anything! He did everything and you just laid there moaning and screaming and cutting off his air supply…

Oh my God. I’m so embarrassed.

Looking at him as he chuckles, I try to shift away from his body. I just need to cover myself.
I want to curl up and hide!

As I’m rolling away, and reaching for the sheet, he stops me and says through his laughter, “Oh, no you don’t. Where do you think you’re going?”

I chance a glance at him and see his face is flushed and his blue eyes are twinkling.

I manage to stutter out, “I- I’m going to go to the bathroom… I need to um, I need to get ready for my day.” I can’t maintain eye contact, so I hastily look away. He says my name in a confused voice, “Clove?”

I manage to get out of the bed and grab a shirt that’s on the chair near Liam’s bed. I have to cover my nakedness. My top slides down, hiding my breasts, but I have nothing to cover my naked ass other than Liam’s shirt.

He’s now sitting up in his bed and looking at me with an uneasy expression on his face. He goes to get up and I hold my hands out to stop him. He looks completely perplexed. “What’s wrong, Clove? I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have touched you. It was too soon. I’m sorry.”

Um, WHAT?! He’s apologizing to ME? What the hell is he talking about? I just came completely unglued under his hands and mouth and embarrassed the shit out of myself and he’s apologizing to me?!

Shuffling from foot to foot, I look up at him. His face is tight. Shaking my head, I ask, “Why are you apologizing to me? I’m the one who flashed you and then told you to touch me. I basically begged you.” Laughing harshly, I continue, “And then I took and gave nothing in return, I’m so sorry.”

He’s taken aback. He opens his mouth to speak and then closes it. Then he shakes his head and chuckles before he gets up and walks over to me with his hands out in front of him. “What? I’m sorry, but I am so lost in this conversation. Why are you so spooked, Clove?” He reaches out and cups my shoulders with his large hands. Shivers run down my spine as he runs his hands down the silky white fabric of his shirt and it caresses my skin.

Looking away from him and over his shoulder, I manage to whisper, “I- we- you just… we just… well I did. But, you didn’t… And now you’re laughing at me.”

He’s silent, so I chance a glance at him. He’s staring at me in shock and his mouth is hanging open. He shakes his head before throwing it back. He laughs. I’m looking at him like he’s lost his mind.

After a few minutes, he composes himself and looks at me with a sweet smile. “I’m not laughing at you.” Leaning down, he kisses the tip of my nose.

Ok?!

He chuckles. “I’m not laughing at you, Clove. I’m laughing at me. I enjoyed myself quite a bit.” He licks his lips and my face burns up. He winks. “I’m laughing because I was so turned on at the sight and sounds of your pleasure that I completely embarrassed myself.”

I look at him in question. “What? What do you mean?”

He points down with a smirk. My eyes find his crotch. They widen. “Oh.” Then realizing what I’m seeing, I squeak out, “Ohhhhh.”

He laughs again. “Yeah. I’m the one who should be embarrassed. I’m a grown man and I just blew my load in my own pants from tasting you and giving you pleasure, Clove.” Leaning down, he kisses me. I can taste myself on his lips. “That was probably the single hottest moment of my life.”

I glance up at him in shock. His face is clear and he’s looking at me earnestly. I smile in relief.
Oh. Oh wow. Liam just came from pleasuring me. Is he for real?!

He chuckles and says, “Give me a minute, I need to” he gestures to his pants, “take care of this.”

I nod and he walks into his bathroom. I hear the sink turn on and I sit on the bed since my knees are threatening to give out.
I just got intimate with Liam. Or he got intimate with me. I didn’t do anything. Holy shit! He’s a dream. That was better than anything I’ve ever experienced. I never knew oral sex could be so… fantastic.

A few minutes later, he comes out of the bathroom. The only covering he has is a towel, knotted at his hips. My eyes drink in the sight of him.

He chuckles and as I look up from his “V”, I see his cheeks are a shade darker than usual. I smirk at him. “Are you
blushing
?”

Shrugging, he says. “You’re looking at me like I’m on a menu.”

Before I can stop myself, I respond with, “You are; I want to devour you.”

I’ve taken him by surprise and he has a look of wonder on his face. Shaking his head, he walks to the closet. I watch his ass through the fabric of the towel as he grabs a pair of shorts from a shelf.

He turns around and catches me staring. Winking, he drops the towel to the floor.

Dear God, he’s fine.

My eyes take in the rippling muscles in his chest and arms, the tapered waist with a spattering of dark brown hair that starts at the top of his ribcage and follows the muscles down until it meets a well groomed thatch of dark hair, surrounding his impressive girth. My gaze locks on it.
Holy hell!

His throat clears and I raise my eyes to meet his amused ones. He chuckles and says, “Stop looking at me like that. I’ve already embarrassed myself once today.” He slips on the shorts and zips them, leaving the top button undone.

My mouth is as dry as a desert.

Finally I snap out of it. Jeez, I’ve seen hot men before. I’ve seen naked men before. Shit, I’m pregnant…