Big Men of the House(132)

My fingers reached my clit and pleasure soared through me. I imagined Liam and I at the beach rolling around in the sand. The cold ocean water flooded around us. He held me close as our lips embraced. Every inch of our bodies were covered with sand.



His big snake was enormous. It was like a tree trunk swinging between his legs. I rubbed my clit around, my muscles flexing as the ecstasy built up.



Liam climbing on top of me, spreading my legs. I looked down to watch as he penetrated my wet pussy. His never-ending cock pushed deeper and deeper inside me.



“Oh fuck me,” I whispered softly.



He pounded me on the beach, his cock forcing its way in and out. I vibrated my clit harder and faster, biting my bottom lip. The pleasure was so intense it felt like my skin was on fire.



The ecstasy reached its peak and my orgasm exploded like fireworks. My body convulsed on the bed rocking it back and forth. I clinched the bedsheets, trying to keep myself grounded in reality. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I hit nirvana.



When the climax faded, my muscles relaxed and I collapsed. My chest heaved up and down, my skin sweet and sticky with sweat. Feelings of guilt and embarrassment came over me. What I did was wrong. Forbidden. A daughter should never think that way about her step father. I spent the night awake in bed, thinking about what I did and how wrong I was. I vowed never to think about him like that again.









The next morning, I had pushed last night's events to the back of my mind. I went downstairs and found Liam cooking some pancakes.



“Good morning, Charlotte,” he said, flipping a flapjack. “Are you feeling any better?”



“A lot better actually. Thank you for being there for me last night,” I replied, sitting down at the breakfast bar.



Liam plopped down a plate of pancakes in front of me and poured maple syrup over the mountain. “I came up with a good idea. I was thinking we should get away. Go to a cabin on the lake and rent some movies.”



I put the first bite of pancakes in my mouth and it tasted delicious. “That sounds like a lot of fun. When would we go?”



“How about now?” he asked.



“You're serious?” I put another bite of food in my mouth.



“Yeah, go get packed and I'll make the reservation. We could be sitting in front of a fire and watching a crappy movie in just a few hours.”



“That would be perfect. I'm going to finish these and get a suitcase.”



Being away from all the stress of Ronnie was going to do me a lot of good. But how was I going to resist the temptation of Liam?









Liam's Jeep Wrangler crushed the rocks beneath its tires as we made our way on the unpaved road. With the windows rolled down, the smell of trees was fresh.



“Why did you pick a cabin so far in the middle of nowhere?” I asked, rocking back and forth from the rough terrain.



“This was the only one available in such a short time. Not many cars can get here, I guess.” We both were silent for a moment and then burst out laughing.



We came to a small dirt road that lead up to a small log cabin. “Wow,” I said, taking in the sights. The cabin had a green door and one window on each side. Cobwebs covered every inch of the thing.



“Well this is it,” Liam said, parking the car. “Looks a lot better than the pictures.”



“Yeah right. I wonder when the last time someone stayed here.”



Liam threw me the keys as he started unpacking our bags. I went to the door and unlocked it, opening the creaky door. The inside was surprisingly well furnished. I expected to find spiders everywhere but it was all very clean.



“What do you think?” Liam asked, carrying in my heavy suitcase.



“This will do fine,” I said.



“Great. You take the room on the right and I'll take the room on the left.”



I grabbed my suitcase and brought it into the small room. The bed was stiff and squeaked as I sat down. There was a tiny bathroom connected that had a tight shower. It wasn't the most luxurious place to stay but I could survive here for a weekend.



I walked into the living room to find Liam getting a fire started. “What movies did you rent?” he asked.



“I got a silly romantic comedy, an old 80's Arnold Schwarzeneggar movie, and that one movie about the dog who rescues a town from earthquakes.”



“How about we go with the Schwarzeneggar flick,” he said.



“Good pick.”



I inserted the DVD and we both sat on the couch, sharing a blanket between us. Liam dimmed the lights and the movie began.



As the movie progressed, I found myself inching my way closer and closer to Liam. He looked over at me and put his arm around my shoulder, letting me rest on his chest. The screen flickered across my face and my eyes got extremely heavy. Before I knew it, I was sound asleep, feeling safer than I ever had before.