The Only Time

I dance around my kitchen as I prepare lunch for myself and my boyfriend, Liam. He is coming over soon and I am so excited! I have not seen him in what feels like forever since he has been out on tour around the world. I find it to be so incredibly amazing that he gets to see all those places. I hope that someday I can go with him.

I stir the boiling pasta, tasting a piece to see if it’s done and sure enough, it is. I strain it and then get back to my sauce: pesto! I throw some basil, garlic, parmesan cheese and other goodies in my food processor, pouring in olive oil as the ingredient whirl around. I toss the warm pasta with the pesto and pour it into pasta bowls, sprinkling parmesan on top.

As I put the bowls on the table and light the candles, I hear a rhythmic knock at the door. My heart leaps, knowing it’s him. “Coming!” I call out. I go to open the door, my eyes glowing with joy.

“Annie!” Liam says happily. He wraps his muscular arms around me and kissing the top of my head.

“Oh, Liam, it’s so good to see you!” I squeeze him tight.

“It’s so good to see you too.” He strokes my bright, fiery red hair. “But you’ve got to tell me one thing… what smells so delicious?”

“I made you lunch,” I explain, pulling out of the hug to officially invite him into my home. I guide him over to the table and he takes a seat. I then grab the pasta and pour it into each bowl.

“I love your cooking,” Liam says happily.

“And I love you—“ The words come out so suddenly. I have never said them to him before and vice versa.

Before I can say anything, Liam puts his hand on mine. Too scared to make eye contact, I just stare at our hands, frozen. “It’s okay, Annie,” he says. “I love you too.”

I feel my heart stop. “Y-you do?” I almost whimper.

“Yeah, I do. Why wouldn’t I?” Liam tilts his head.

“Because, because of all the guys I’ve been with! I’m used goods!” I hang my head in shame. It was true. I lost my virginity when I was sixteen and I had not stopped until I met Liam.

Liam stands, still holding my hand. He comes in close and tilts my head up so that I meet his eye. “I don’t care about that. It’s in your past. You’re a different person now. You’re so sweet and caring and kind and so beautiful.”

My eyes grow wet with tears. “Really?” I whisper so quietly that it is almost inaudible.

“Come on,” Liam says softly, leading me into the bedroom. I put on the brakes, feeling the shock sink in but Liam looks at me with kind and pleading eyes and I follow.

Without saying a word, Liam takes his shirt and then goes for my sweatshirt. He drops to his knees slowly, kissing my abdomen as he goes down to the where the button is on my jeans. He unbuttons it and then continues to kiss lower and lower, summoning a tingly feeling in between my legs as he slowly and seductively pulls them down.

Liam stands and takes off his jeans and takes me by the hips and lays me down on the bed. He kisses me deeply, his tongue slow but powerful against mine. His lips then move down my body to my panties. He kisses softly before removing them and discarding them on the floor.

I sit up to take my bra off and I throw that across the room. I then touch Liam through his boxer briefs, stroking his member to get it hard; the entire time making eye contact with steamy eyes. I pinch the elastic of his underwear and slide it down to the floor. I then lay on the bed once more, placing my head on the pillow.

Liam climbs over me. “Are you ready?”

“Psht, more like are you ready?” I scoff.


“Very well…”

I spread my legs and Liam pushes himself into me. My body is immediately on fire—both pleasantly and painfully. It has been awhile for me. I elevate my hips and Liam begins his thrusting. Slow at first, but gaining speed rapidly.

Once he has a good rhythm, Liam cannot resist but to lower himself down and smother my breasts with his tongue and lips. I throw my head back, gasping at the glorious feeling.
With our pelvises grinding into one another, things get even more intense. Liam slams his hand down on the bed frame for support and takes things to a whole new level. He thrusts himself into me so fast that I am shaking. My mouth gapes open, eyes wide, and feeling that wonderful experience.

Moaning and grabbing onto the comforter below me, I feel that delicious pressure through my skull, but it’s not like anything I have ever felt before. I feel an emptiness in my stomach and a hollowness in my bones. My skin grows flushed and sweat beads at my hairline. I start to feel greatly light-headed due to this intense climax. I dig my teeth in my bottom lip to stifle my urge to scream.

Liam’s face is twisted with concentration and intensity. His thrusts become shorter and not quite as deep until he finally reaches orgasm. He continues to pump into me until I reach mine and then we exhale dramatically.

Liam leans down over me. “Close your eyes,” he whispers, still panting. I do and I feel his lips against my eyelids, kissing them lightly. I can sense his breath on my face. I then feel his lips against mine. I open my eyes and kiss him hungrily, grabbing his face with my hands.

I put my forehead against his. “You’re the best I’ve ever had.”

“Oh, you’re just saying that,” Liam chuckles.

“No, I’m serious. You really know… your stuff.” I laugh.

“Wow, thanks?”

“You’re welcome,” I say matter-of-factly. “Now, I’m hungry. Let’s go heat up that pasta I made.”

“Sounds good to me; but there’s one condition…”

“What’s that?” I ask.

“You can only put your panties back on.” Liam smile mischievously.

I laugh loudly. “Alright, deal.”

Notes

So Annie asked for "sweet sex" so here is my take on it. I believe love is about accepting past mistakes and just looking toward the future. :) I have six more requests to fill. I'll try to do that ASAP. I had exams this week so that's why it took so long.

Annie's Outfit: http://tinyurl.com/m6y7qth
Title Credit: "Nothing Feels Like You" by Little Mix