Liam took my arm and led me out into the garage where we climbed into his Jaguar. I had always loved his car, and by the pristine condition he kept it in, one could tell he did too.
As we drove into the city I knew I wasn’t being my usual chipper self. I was debating on whether or not I should share the events of my afternoon.
“What’s wrong, Lily?” Liam finally asked.
“Nothing,” I lied, putting a smile on my face.
“We’ve been driving for over fifteen minutes and you’ve hardly even acknowledged my feeble attempts at conversation.” He looked at me seriously. “If taking you out in place of your mother tonight is bothering you, I would be happy to take you back home. It’s really no problem at all.” His eyes were kind and soft as he spoke.
“It…it’s not that, Liam. My mother…” I let out a sigh. “She invited me to lunch this afternoon. She’s engaged.” I finally choked out.
Liam stiffened in his seat and his eyes narrowed. “Engaged,” he scoffed. “I knew she’d been hiding things from me, but I didn't realize that it went that far.”
“Apparently she’s been seeing him for almost seven months, which means she's been dating him almost as long as we’ve been living with you. It just feels wrong,” I shrugged, embarrassed to admit my mother had treated him so poorly. “I would understand if you wanted me to move out now.”
Liam reached across the car and put his hand on my knee, squeezing it gently as he pulled the car to the side of the road. He then turned to m and said, “Listen Lily, you are not responsible for your mother’s behavior. I won’t have you going around feeling guilty for what she has done. My offer is still on the table, and nothing she has done will change my feelings towards you. You deserve to be happy Lily, you deserve a chance to live your own life.”
I remained silent, meekly staring down at my hands cradled in my lap.
“Do you understand?” he asked with sternness in his voice.
“Yes,” I nodded timidly.
“Then let’s enjoy the night. The past is behind us, why drag it out on a perfectly beautiful evening?” Liam pulled back onto the road and resumed driving, his hand never leaving my knee.
Dinner with Liam helped to put my mind at ease. He was so easy to talk to, and for the first time since we had met we took the time to really get to know one another on an adult level.
“Can I pour you another glass of wine?” he asked considerately, aware that I had just finished my drink a few moments before.
“Thanks,” I nodded, pushing the goblet towards him.
I watched him intently as he poured my wine; the way he moved, the way his lips turned up into a grin when he spoke, the way his eyes burned into my own… It was as if I had never actually looked at him before. But now that I had I didn’t want to stop.
We finished dinner and decided to walk the six blocks to the theatre. The night was cool and Liam put his arm over my shoulders. Goosebumps rose up on my legs and the back of my neck, and I wasn’t sure if it was the chill of the air, or the heat of his touch that had triggered them. I sighed contently, wrapping my arm around his waist as we made our way down the quiet streets.
As we settled into the near-empty theater, my mind couldn’t seem to focus on anything but the electrical charge between the two of us. Part of me condemned the thoughts that had been building within me, but Liam’s voice kept playing through my head, reminding me that I deserved to be happy for once.
I yawned silently, trying to focus on the screen.
“Tired?” he whispered softly.
“A little.”
Liam shifted in his seat, bringing his hand to rest next to mine. I could almost feel the passionate vibrations his skin was letting off. I held my breath, watching him through the corner of my eye as one slow, brave stroke of his finger released every bit of built up tension between us.
I released the breath I had been holding and let my own fingers respond to his touch. I slowly traced my nails along the palm of his hand and heard a deep, low moan escape from his lips. Our hands spoke for our entire bodies, stroking and massaging each other, building to an intense crescendo. Liam’s face leaned in close to mine and our lips slowly came together in an earth-shattering kiss.
Every cell in my body responded to his touch and a wave of heat radiated from the sweet place between my thighs. My entire body quivered as he ran his hand firmly up my thigh, pushing my short skirt up towards my hip.
His eyes burned hard into mine, his fingers just millimeters from my sex. I bit my lip, thrusting my hips erotically into his hand, encouraging him to explore the one place on my body that was utterly sacred. With a deep breath and a powerful scoop of his fingers Liam tugged my panties aside, sinking his fingers hard and fast into my aching sex. I gasped a little too loudly. A woman three rows ahead glanced back in our direction. I stared towards the screen as if nothing had happened, all the while desperately gripping the flimsy plastic armrests as Liam worked his fingers hard and deep in my sex.
My body was on fire, a deep need being met with sensual pleasure as he fingered me. I steadied myself and closed my eyes. A blistering orgasm was imminent now, and my entire body was on edge. ‘Daddy is going to make you cum,’ I whimpered to myself, the thought finally sending me over the precipice. My entire body shook violently as my insides contracted hard around him.
“Mm-mm,” a low growl seeped from his lips as he felt my wet release.
I panted softly, still in shock that I had just cum, and even more so because Liam was responsible.
We didn’t speak another word, neither on the walk back to the car nor on the drive home. How we had ever let things go this far was difficult to comprehend, but one thing I knew was that I didn’t regret it.
After pulling into the garage Liam came around to my door and opened it, helping me out of the car. I stood up, our gazes meeting for the first time since the theater. I squirmed under his intense examination.
“I never meant for things to go this far,” he said softly.
I felt my knees growing weak as I waited for him to finish his thoughts. I never meant for things to go this far either, but now that they had I didn’t want to go back to the way things were before.
Liam traced his fingers down my cheek, pausing as his finger rested on my bottom lip. “You are absolutely breathtaking, Lily.”
I stepped forward and into his arms, wrapping myself up in his protective, strong embrace.
“I want you,” I breathed.
Liam leaned down and kissed me softly, scooping me up by my thighs carrying me effortlessly up the steps and into the house. He turned towards his bedroom and my body tensed.
“Not there,” I told him.
“Your room then?” I nodded. He turned, carrying me down the hallway in the opposite direction.
He pushed open the door with haste, pressing me down onto the plush fabric of my bed as his tongue explored the curves on my neck, chest, and breasts. I whimpered as he gripped my dress and forcefully pulled it up over my hips.
“Oh, god,” he moaned when he saw my tiny lace panties and thigh-high stockings. Dropping to his knees Liam traced his tongue slowly up my thigh, unlatching my stockings and slowly rolling them down. My body trembled as his tongue explored the sensitive flesh at the top of my thighs. His thumbs guided my hips up, then very, very slowly and sensually he slid my panties off. I could feel my pulse pounding into my clit as he exposed my secret place. His fingertips slowly traced back up my calves, coming to my knees, where he then spread my legs wide as his lips encircled my desperate clit.
I gasped loudly, my entire body shamelessly grinding against his steamy kisses. His hands traced up my waist and pushed my dress to my shoulders, exposing my ample breasts to his fingertips. He gripped my breasts hungrily and rolled my hard nipples between his fingers. His touch was like fire, igniting my entire body, causing me to scream for more. I lifted myself onto my elbows and pulled the dress the dress off, baring my naked body before him.