Liam worked magic with his tongue, swirling me around and side to side. He moaned quietly as he licked me all over. I'd touched myself down there all the time but it felt nothing like this. My body peaked and I detonated.
Liam came up for air and kissed me on the lips. I could taste my salty self and it turned me on even more.
Liam kissed my ear and whispered, “I'm going to fuck you now, Charlotte.”
What! I fell apart into a million pieces. I always wanted a man to talk dirty to me.
Liam pulled his pants off and revealed his massive erection. It was so thick and juicy. I'd seen pictures before but nothing up close like this. I wanted him in my mouth. I wanted to taste him like he did to me. But Liam was on a mission.
“This might hurt at first.”
I nodded.
Liam knocked at my opening and crammed his entire length inside me, breaking my barrier in the process. I screamed at the top of my lungs from the sudden pain and extreme pleasure.
“Oh Charlotte,” Liam moaned. He pulled out slowly until I begged him to put it back in. I cried out as he filled me completely. Every thrust sent my body reeling. We stared into each other's eyes as we made love.
His lips met mine and I devoured him. My breathing hit a peak.
“It feels so good, Liam,” I whimper.
“Come for me, baby.”
I can't hold back any longer.
He increased his rhythm, pushing into me harder, faster—and I exploded around him—an orgasm that rocked my soul. Nothing could compare.
Liam shouted out my name and found his release, pounding me into submission. He collapsed onto me and we were both a sweaty mess. Liam laid his head against my heaving chest.
“How was it?” he asked, hiding a grin.
“I can't even think right now. What just happened?”
“You just lost your virginity.”
I looked down to see the white bed sheets stained with my blood. This motel was probably used to it. Liam raised his head and kissed me on the chin. My body was so relaxed and comfortable that I couldn't move my limbs.
“I've never felt that good in my entire life. Is sex always this mind-blowing?”
“It is with me,” he replied with that cocky-asshole smile.
My finger traced the scar along his brow and Liam recoiled. “What happened?”
Liam averted his eyes. “I had a rough childhood.”
I held this man's face in my hands and I knew nothing about him. He was a criminal, a killer, and the sweetest guy I had ever met. I let him take from me what I could only give to one man. I needed to know more about him. Time to unlock the mystery.
“Tell me about it. I want to know everything about you.”
Liam looked into my eyes, searching for my true intentions.
“You don't have to—”
Liam interrupted, “My father left when I was six years old. My mother couldn't handle working and taking care of me all by herself—she turned to alcohol.”
My heart sank. I imagined little Liam with his mom holding a bottle of liquor. But his story didn't stop there, it got worse.
Liam took in a deep breath and closed his eyes. “It was my birthday and my mom told me she was going to get me a chocolate cake when she got off work. I waited all night until she finally crashed through the front door at eleven P.M.” Liam stared off into space, continuing his story. “She stank of alcohol but I thought she still might of bought my cake. When I asked my mom about it, something inside her snapped. She grabbed the closest empty beer bottle and smashed it against my face.”
I gasped and tears welled up in my eyes. How could someone ever treat their child that way?
Liam closed his eyes again. “The blow knocked me unconscious. I don't remember anything else until I woke up at the hospital. My mom was hanging over me, crying her eyes out. When the doctor got me alone, he asked me what happened: I told him I was climbing a tree and fell off.”
“Why did you cover for your mom?”
“I was just a kid. My mother was the only one who loved me. I would have done anything to protect her.”
I understood completely. When you're that young, you don't see the whole picture. Hell, it's hard to see the whole picture as an adult. I probably would have done the same thing as little Liam. I didn't want to pry any further but his story was so interesting. “What happened to you after that?”
“When am I going to learn something about you?” He smirked.
“I'll answer anything you want to know, but first you have to finish your story.”
Liam's eyes went dark again. “I was fourteen when I finally had enough of my mom. She tried to hit me with a bottle again, but this time I was older and stronger. I hit her square in the jaw and she dropped to the ground. I left that day and never looked back. John found me living on the streets a couple years later and took me to the MC. I've been there ever since and they're the only family I got.”