Chapter 4: Fingering Her Pussy

**Eva's POV**

  "I'm going to make you pay for that!'' He sneered, pressing his body closer to mine so there would be no way I could escape.

  "You deserved it!" I fired back with a sneer of my own. 

  "You fucking brat," Liam growls, his face coming closer to mine. "Do you know how-

  "Fuck you Liam." I cut him off. "I'm so done with having to listen to you. Fuck-

  With a powerful growl, Liam's mouth latches on to mine. I gasp, as I had not expected it, my heart leaping as he presses his lower body close to me. And that's when I felt it. That hardness, brushing against my inner thigh. 

  His dick was as hard as a rock. So hard that it would seem as though he was like that for long now, for more than a few seconds. 

  I gasp again at the feel of his hardness brushing against my inner thigh. But my action only had Liam thrusting his tongue into my mouth. 

  When our tongues made contact, we both shuddered and I moaned into his mouth. This was wrong. So so wrong.

  Liam was an asshole, a bad boy and I was letting him kiss me.

  But. Somehow, I didn't want him to stop. Even though I know I should push him away from me, I couldn't get myself to. 

  His tongue slid against mine and he growls in his throat. I gasped but didn't pull away. I was caught in the heat of it, in the way he seemed to devour me. His hands that had captured my wrists, let them go only to settle on my bottom and tugged me closer to him until the dress I wore rode up and and until his hardness brushed against my core. 

 I gasped and trembled at the powerful feeling that he invoked inside me. My hands were free to push him, they were, but I used them to grab a hold of his shirt, fist them in my hand and pull him closer to me.

 This wasn't me. 

 I should push him away.

 But as the thought pushed into my mind, my hands only fisted his shirt more firmly and pulled him closer even more. 

 Liam grunts, squeezing my bottom and he starts rubbing his hardness on my core.

 It feel so good.

 The way his hardness rubbed on my throbbing nub to my core. I could already feel the sleekness of my pussy between my thighs. I was wet. Very wet.

 Liam tilts his head in a way that allowed his tongue to enter deeper into my mouth and I couldn't stop the moan that fluttered out of my mouth and joined his groan.

 "Eva," He groans, pulling away and from my mouth only to brush his lips at the corner of my mouth and trail kisses down my neck.

 I closed my eyes tightly, shivering and moaning while he wets a trail down the curve of my neck.

 I shouldn't like this. I really shouldn't. We need to stop.

 "Liam-

 I gasped, arching into him when I feel his wet tongue dart out to lick the skin of my neck.

 I bundle his shirt in my fist, pushing myself more into him, despite my next words. "We can't- we should sto-

 Liam's grip on my bottom turns firm and he pulls me impossibly closer to him until his hardness was no longer just a brush on my core, but until I could feel his entire length.

 "Fuck Eva, shut up and just enjoy this." He groans on my neck, lifts his head, and then looked down at me.

 My breath catches in my throat at the look in his eyes. Hunger. Did my eyes show the same? 

 My eyes leave his eyes to drop and stare at his lips. Had I done that? Did I make his lips so red? Did mine look the same?

 Liam seeing that I would no longer protest, tilts his head and connects our lips once more. 

 One of his hands leaves my bottom, almost reluctantly only to tickle its way to my pussy.

 I began to pants, my breathing coming in short puff. Liam's breathing is exactly the same, so rough and so- 

 My mind goes hazy when I feel Liam's fingers brushing my core through my panties. He presses on my pussy, groaning loudly.

 "You're wet. So fucking wet Eva". He groans, ripping his mouth away from mine and moving his body slightly away so that when he looked between us, he'd get a perfect view of his hand on my pussy. 

 My chest rises and falls as I try to catch my breath. But his warm hands that is seeping warmth on my core wasn't exactly helping.

 Liam has a dazed look in his eyes as he stared down at his hand on my core. The only thing in our way for his fingers to brush my bare pussy was my red lacy panties.

 Liam's bottom lip get pulled between his teeth as he bites down on the plumpness. "Lace?" Liam asked, his eyes jumping up to look mine. "Who would've thought". He smirked.

 I bit my lip, feeling heat settle on my cheek. Something flashes in Liam's eyes and then so swiftly, his fingers tangle in my lace panties and pulls it down my legs before my mind could register what was happening.

 When the flimsy lace is on the floor, his eyes fall back to between my thighs, and Liam moans. "You have a fucking beautiful pussy, Eva". In a second, Liam fingers is on my pussy, rubbing my wet pussy. 

 The second his fingers slipped inside me, my body lit up. His fingers moved slowly at first, teasing, exploring and every tiny stroke sent a ripple of heat through me. And when he started to move faster, I couldn't hold back the moan that tore from my throat.

 My breath hitched, my thighs tightening around his hand as he slipped deeper. I was wet. Embarrassingly wet. Every thrust made my hips jerk, chasing more, needing more.

 Liam raise his eyes from my pussy and stare at my face. "Your pussy is so tight and wet". He moaned, as he moved his fingers move faster on my pussy. 

 My pussy clenched around his fingers, greedy and aching, my whole body wired tight, ready to snap. He knew exactly what he was doing, and I was completely at his mercy. 

 It felt so good.

 Liam suddenly removes his fingers from my pussy and licks it. "You taste so good Eva". I stared at him, my eyes dazed from the pleasure he has given me. Liam went on his knees, his hands cupping my bottom to tug me to the edge of the table, and he spread my legs open. I felt so shy watching him stare at my bare pussy so close, and then the next second, his mouth was on my very wet pussy.