Timing is Everything (Liam Payne)

Last day at the office, last day for Liam before he goes back on tour. Liam is up before me, clothes in piles in the living room. I'm glad he has a system because it looks like chaos to me. He's talking to himself and writing things down. I stand and watch him from a distance while I drink my coffee. He's totally oblivious to me watching him.I go back to the room and start to get ready. Yesterdays drama is being dealt with so I will no longer worry about that. Today I will finish and not let it get the best of me. I have other things to worry about.
I'm glad I'm working to keep my mind off of everything, if not, I would be a mess. Everything is going smoothly and everyone seems to have a grasp of the new program and how if used properly will help them.
At the end of the day I am packing up my things and am approached by the head of this office.
"Ms. Harrison, we were not aware that you were the same Ms. Harrison that will be joining us in a few months and apologize for not understanding the importance of your privacy and those who chose to spread gossip about you. Our deepest apologies."
"Thank you. I take it you received the non disclosure agreements."
"Yes Ma'm we did and it will be handled accordingly."
"Thank you"
He turns and leaves, I do a mental fist pump, thankful thats over with.
I walk in the door to find the whole place covered in clothes.
"I'm not taking these" he says somewhat proud of himself. He starts kicking them to the center of the room to form one pile. I stand and watch, its all I can do.
I walk to him and he pulls me close for a kiss.
"Is all the food eaten? If not I need to cook it. I dont want it to go to waste"
"For the most part yes. Harry came over and all the fruit is gone. I do know that."
I go and look and sure enough the fruit is gone and so are most of the vegetables.
"Do you want to go out, or oder in, or what?" I turn to him after closing the refrigerator.
"Well, Its obvious I have entirely too much going on here. Are you packed to leave? I would say our safest bet is to order in. Plus, its ourt last night together, I need you, need you."
I laugh and pull his lips to mine. "I'm glad 'cause I kinda need you too"
"Sushi then?" he smiles knowing I hate it.
"Just surprise me. I'm going to the tub." I grab the wine and a glass and head back to the bathroom.
I sit in the tub and listen to all the commotion he is making in the living room. He walks to his closet with an arm full of clothes and drops them there, then returns to the living room for another arm load. In the closet they go. Mental note, not to be here when he comes home the first time.
He pokes his head in the bathroom when the food arrives. I smell Italian. My mouth starts to water. Chicken parmesan, lasagna and chicken Alfredo, salad and bread sticks. We eat and I tell him about how everything was handled and he nods with approval, his mouth full of food.
After we finish we clean up and trash any left overs, no need for the food to sit and ruin.
"Ms. Harrison, I need to see you in my office please" Liam says as he takes my hand leading me down the hall to the bedroom. He motions for me to sit on the bed. He grabs the tv remote and turns on some music. Its upbeat and club like.
He turns around so his back is to me. The music picks up and he starts moving
his hips, Dear God, he's stripping for me. The shirt, of course comes off first and he flings it around before tossing it to the side
The very sexy or not so sexy, sweat pants are next go. I get tickled when he almost trips trying to take them off his ankles. Its what is under them that has me in shock, a pair of my red thong under wear. It barely contains his somewhat erect cock. My hand covers my mouth. He moves over to me and does a lap dance on me. I smack his ass and he turns around still dancing thrusting his cock at me. I don't know whether to be turned on or laugh hysterically but damn his cock looks nice in red. I reach out to touch it but he steps back and starts to remove them. As he does this I stand and start removing my clothes. When I am completely undressed I move to him, now naked, and take his cock in my hand and stroke it a few times.
He goes to the bed and sits on the edge. I go to my knees in the floor between his legs and take his cock in my hand. I put the tip in my mouth and swirl my tongue around it. "Fuck" he says as he takes my hair in his hands holding it back out of my face as I bob up and down on him, my hand twisting on his shaft as I do. "Fuck, I'm going to come, your going to have to stop, as bad as I want you to continue"
He grabs me by my waist and slides me onto the bed, pushing me back. He gets between my legs and enters me. "I just cant wait tonight, I have to have you" he says pushing into me. He feels so good, I don't care. I open my legs as far as i can and pull my nails across his back making him hiss. Every fiber and nerve in my body is feeling this. My breasts are firm, my nipples perky, goose bumps rising on my skin, my clit pulsating wanting to be touched.
"Touch me" I beg to him. He pushes my knees back pulling my hips up, my clit exposed. He licks his thumb before placing it on me, I moan as my back arches, my hands fisting the sheets. He pumps me slowly as his thumb massages my clit. I can tell he is watching my every move, and enjoying it. "Harder" I wasn't specific so he puts moore pressure on my clit and drives a thrust into me. I scream. "More" He does it again, and continues. He grunts as he is pounding me, his thumb has left my clit, but I want more. I reach down and touch myself. He lowers his gaze and watches me pleasure myself. My stomach clenches as my legs quiver, I come hard and long. He comes with me and we ride out our high together.
He collapses next to me on the bed. "Damn that was good". I pat his arm agreeing with him, still catching my breath, remnants of my orgasm flowing out of me.
After I clean up and he showers we lay in the bed together. No words being said, just laying there, dreading the inevitable. He kisses my forehead and his lips linger there. I say nothing, scared I'll start crying.
I sit up and look at him, "You stretched my favorite thong, you jerk!" I hit him with my pillow. He laughs and pulls me toward him the only way to ward off my blows.
"You loved it" he says as he kisses me. My hand goes to the back of his head feeling his hair, loving his kiss.
"Screw it all and the wedding. Come with me, we'll get married in Europe. Anywhere you want".
Its so tempting. I want to but . . . .

Notes

So.....?