Chapter 05

Avery

I paused the episode of Grey's Anatomy I was watching on my Mac and checked the time.

It was a little over one in the morning.

Smirking, I got down from my bed and made my way inside my walk-in closet. When I was in front of the full mirror, I undid my silk robe, revealing the red sheer lingerie I wore underneath.

Now, this will not only make him drool but also help in satisfying my thirst.

I had a good figure. No one needed me to tell them that. I had all the curves it took to drive men crazy. And having experienced it firsthand, only boosted my confidence in what I was about to do.

My breasts were fair, and my pink nipples, which peaked from behind the almost see-through bra, were already hard, just from the imagination of the consequences of my action.

I bit my bottom lip, holding myself from screaming in delight. I could feel my core throbbing. Just a few more minutes, and it will get the treatment it needs.

I tied the knot back again, and after combing my hair and applying a bit of lip gloss, I was all set.

Peeking from behind my door, I looked for any possible obstacles, but there were none.

So I got out of my room, shut the door quietly, and with light steps made my way over to Liam's room. I checked his doorknob, and it was unlocked. Just like I had guessed.

In all my life, I had never done something so outrageous, but surprisingly, the thought wasn't scary; instead, it gave me a thrill.

I held in an excited smile before quietly opening the door and sneaking inside the dark room.

After I shut the door, I rested my back on it, gazing into the darkness.

The curtains on the windows were drawn open, and the moonlight was cascading through it in the room.

There wasn't much I could see, but I could make out his form sprawled on the bed.

Making my way over to him on tiptoes, I stood by his bedside. His mouth was slightly ajar, and he was breathing slowly.

The blanket was up to his waist while his upper body was fully exposed.

I carefully got on the bed and removed the blanket from above him, and the sight that awaited my eyes was worth the hassle.

Liam was only wearing his black briefs and nothing else. I could see the outline of his dick.

He was out like a log; his deep breaths told me that he wouldn't be waking until I gave him a reason to, and I was very much going to give him a reason.

Hooking my fingers on the waistband of his briefs, I slid them down to free his dick.

As soon as the material was out of the way, his dick poked up from its position. It was already semi-hard.

I grazed it with my finger to see if Liam would react, but he didn't.

So I took it a step further.

Carefully holding it up in my hands, I relished the feeling. It was huge, and I could feel it pulsing in my hands. It was just as desperate to be touched as my pussy.

I started pumping it slowly with my hands, with gentle caresses, until it was full hard and standing at attention.

For the past few nights, I have dreamed of this dick, after I had a view of it in the bathroom.

But the real feeling was so much more than that.

I bowed my head to its tip and inhaled the scent. The tip was already leaking a little pre cum, and I knew it was a matter of minutes before it all came undone.

So I bowed my head down and kissed its tip while looking at Liam's sleeping figure. He was in for a good ride.

Then, I took the first taste, moaning at the salty texture that touched my senses before taking it further into my mouth.

I was halfway through the length when I thought I couldn't go any more, so I started bobbing my head on Liam's smooth and hard shaft while my hands played with his balls.

All my concentration was on him when I heard him groan, but I didn't stop; I only continued, knowing he was about to wake.

And I was right, a few seconds later, that bedside lamp was turned on, and I looked up to meet Liam's hazy state.

Smirking, I pulled him out of my mouth before kissing his tip again and taking a long lick of the whole length, all while maintaining eye contact with him.

The surroundings turned hot, and the moment more intense, I saw several emotions clouding his eyes, but I knew this time he would choose the one that would do well for both of us.

I was proved right, because as soon as I took him in my mouth again, Liam's hand was gripping me by the hair, guiding me on his shaft, my pace increasing as my head bobbed on his length.

A couple of minutes ago, I had thought I couldn't take him all in, but he proved me otherwise. With every shove, he was guiding my mouth to take him fully.

The room was filled with the slick sounds of our actions and his groans and grunts.

A minute in, I could feel the tension building in his body, the grip loosening on my hair.

His body was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

With a few more thrusts, he pulled my head back, releasing his dick as it shot ropes of cum on my face, neck and upper chest.

The action made my panties wetter, but I would have preferred it if it had been my mouth that took it all in.

As the tremors settled down, with one swift move, he pulled me onto him, and I settled on his abdomen, with his dick pressed against my butt.

He groaned. I saw him looking between my legs; my drenched panties were pressed on his stomach, letting him know of his effect on me.

Pulling his gaze away from there, he pulled me by the neck until my face was mere inches away from him.

His heavy breath fanned on my cheek.

Liam raised his eyebrows at me, silently asking me the reason for my actions, even though I knew he was very well aware of it.

But I still complied, placing my hands on his shoulders, I leaned in further into him, making sure my breasts were pressed against him.

With the robe undone, he had a very nice view of them.

I took in his face, almost drooling at the sight of them.

Smirking, I put my lips on his lower jaw, feeling his hold tighten from where he held me on the waist.

“You did tell me that if I want it, I should take it,” I drawled out his earlier words, pressing fleeting kisses on his tense jaw muscles.

Until I was jerked back when he pulled me by the hair, his thumb was rubbing my lips, almost grazing them with his as he whispered, “Oh, you haven't taken anything at all, babygirl. I'll show you what taking means.”