Chapter Five: The most intense pleasure

I didn’t move, my pulse hammering in my throat. But it wasn't a stranger.

It was Liam.

He leaned against the tiled wall, his coat tossed over one shoulder and his tie loosened.

“Why do you always run away when things get real?” he grumbled, his raspy voice making me swallow nervously.

I turned around, rubbing my palms against my jeans, trying to calm the nerves running through me. “You shouldn't be in the ladies' room. This is crazy.”

He took a step closer. “What's crazy is pretending you don't want me. But the way you kissed me… gosh, that was hot.”

“Liam…” I stuttered nervously. “That was a mistake,” I lied, though I knew what he wanted and I wanted it too.

He continued walking toward me, tossing his coat across the counter. Step by step, I retreated until my back hit the sink and my hands pressed against it to steady myself.

He stopped, his gaze trailing over me like I was a prey and him, the predator. And yes, I felt that way.

“Reese,” he purred. “You can lie to yourself but not to me.” He leaned in, his breath brushing my ear, and I flinched at the spark that touch sent to my body. His lips were hovering over mine, and I could feel the vibration from his voice.

“You’re scared… of how this makes you feel.”

“Uh…” I couldn't answer, and that said it all. I wasn't scared of him, but of how dangerously alive he made me feel, and of the fact that I was on the edge of breaking my vows, my marriage.

“Reese,” he groaned, snapping me out of my thoughts. “You feel far away. I need your eyes on me.”

I blinked. His gaze was intense, searching, and wanting. It slowly dropped to my lips, his thumb brushing against my lower lip before he kissed me, slamming his lips aggressively on mine.

I kissed him back without hesitation, moaning fiercely into his mouth.

I was completely wet and horny. His legs slid in between mine, and the feeling of his hard cock against my pants was exciting.

“I can’t wait to hear you scream my name” he growled, his voice low and deep, and my God, he sounded so sexy. He slowly unbuttoned my shirt, releasing my sensitive nipples.

I didn’t pull away, How could I? I froze from how hard and hot he was. I knew I should have stopped this, confess I was married, go back home to my kids… but what if this moment never comes again? And the idea that this was all wrong only made me wetter.

“Fuck, I’ve missed those breasts, they’re fuller, softer, and even more irresistible than I remembered.” He groaned, his breath harsh.

I wanted to see what he’d do next, if he could make me feel as good as he once did.

But before I could think, his tongue clung to my hardened nipple, his mouth devouring my breast so desperately, like a dying man begging for redemption.

He sucked and pressed, playing and working his mouth from one breast to the other. He traced every edge of my nipple with a wild hunger that made me gasp.

I moaned, closing my eyes. My body was throbbing with pleasure. My hips rolled, searching for anything, anything that could help ease this burning heat.

My body shivered.

“I could feel how turned on you are, sweetheart,” he chuckled, finally pulling away.“You’re such a horny filthy angel”.

I’d never heard Liam talk dirty. He was always so romantic, so gentle but those nasty words had me soaking, and God, I loved this new dangerous side of him.

“Oh Liam,” I mumbled, biting my lip, with my hand tangled in his hair. His fingers traced down my half-naked body, jolting every desire.

He knelt before me, his hands unbuttoning my pants and sliding them off, leaving me in just my panties.

He paused and lifted his head to look at me, his eyes with a question. I nodded, giving him permission to continue.

He immediately pulled down my underwear, his gaze still on me as his tongue glided over me, so close to my pussy. His tongue brushed against my clit and I couldn’t help but moan helplessly.

“You’re so wet, momma,” Liam smirked. “I want to taste you so bad.” Those words shook through my body, and I moaned even louder.

And within seconds, he dragged his tongue down, in between my clits, sucking me like his life depended on it, his fingers thrusting in and out of my pussy.

I tried to close my legs, but his broad shoulders held them open. I quivered, my whole body trembling with pleasure, the most intense pleasure.

He twisted and sucked me with his tongue as his hands pinned my thighs apart, guiding my hips to take in more. I shivered, moaning and gasping uncontrollably.

I spread my legs wider, giving him a better entrance. My hand gripped his head, my juices dripping down my thigh. He licked it, tracing back to my cunt.

“Fuck, you’re driving me crazy, babe,” he whispered faintly, his tongue still working wonders inside me. “I can’t get enough of you.”

“L-Liam… baby… I want more” I moaned, gripping his hair even harder.

Then he added three of his fingers, sliding them in and out of me until I was shaking uncontrollably, whimpering his name over and over with a trembling breath.

The pleasure was so good… so good, I could feel an orgasm building. “Oh… God, I’m losing it.”

But he didn’t stop, his fingers dived deeper and deeper inside me, his tongue still sucking, shattering me even more.

Then I came, screaming his name so loud, and came again, not caring if the whole cafè heard me. My body was shaking, my eyes gone white and my mind completely blank.

He still didn’t stop. He got off his knees and shoved me against the wall so my bare skin pressed to the cold surface.

The chill of the wall against my sensitive nipple sent heat straight through me, a low and desperate moan escaping me.

Then he slid off his vest, and unbuckled his belt, his body pressing against mine. I felt him move as he yanked down his pants. “I want every bit of you,” he growled.

I bit my lip and just nodded. I couldn’t talk, I was dying with pleasure.

I looked over my shoulder, my breath breaking, as he pulled down his boxer, freeing his dick. My jaw dropped and my eyes widened. He was thicker than I remembered.

I swallowed hard, my pussy walls clenching as I stared at his dick. It was huge, so huge, perfectly curved, his cap was rosy pink with dark blue veins standing out, and precum dripping out of it.

He gripped my hips, pushing my back down, arching me perfectly for him.

“Do you feel how hard I am?” he rasped, rubbing the crown of his cock around my hot entrance. “Look at that pussy… gosh, it’s so perfect, Reese. I’ve missed fucking your needy cunt, I hope it’s as good as I remember.”

I throbbed just from listening to him talk dirty. My walls tightened, begging to be fucked.

His dick slowly penetrated me, inch by inch, diving in deeper and harder. He moved his hips as we moaned together.

“Oh god… Don’t stop…” I moaned, bending further for him.

“Look at you, begging for my cock, you like the way it feels? Huh? Such a naughty little pussy, making a mess all over me with your juices.” He cursed, grabbing my hair and fucking me even harder.

He moaned out my name over and over as he thrust in and out of me. It was the most intense friction.

“You’re fucking tight and warm” he gasped loudly, his hands teasing and squeezing my breasts together. He rolled and twisted my nipples.

Then he straightened up shaking, his hair thrown back, thrusting faster and harder. “Where do you want my cum?” he asked, his breath was harsh.

“In my mouth,” I answered, without thinking twice.

And Liam flipped me over and I dropped, kneeling in front of him. “Taste me” He said, waving his dick in my face, his expression begging me to take him in.

I closed my eyes, taking the dick in my hands and slowly licking off the salty taste of precum dripping from the tip.

My tongue circled his crown for a while, covering him in spit before I started taking him into my mouth, inch by inch, my hand stroking him harder than before.

His huge dick stretched the corners of my lips, hurting them, but his loud moan only pushed me to keep going.

His groan grew louder and louder, his hip twitching, his body shaking. Then he came and came again, with my name in his mouth, dropping to his knees, messing up everywhere, and trembling like someone going through a convulsion.

But just then, the door flew open. I froze, Liam still trying to catch his breath, our eyes widened as we stared at the shadow blocking the doorway.