I arrive in London and its rather cool and over cast. Thankfully though, it isnt raining. Today I put aside sight seeing and decide to go shopping. I had texted Liam shortly after arrival for where I needed to go for the best shopping experience and he said if I had any questions to contact his sisters. I hail a cab and give him the address.
For starters I decide to find something to eat. I find a deli, order and find a place to people watch while I eat. Here's the good the thing about my position and the company I work for, I really dont have to go in Monday through Friday, I can work from home. I decide I'm going to stay an extra day. I'll call in first thing in the morning to see if there is anything important that needs to be taken care of.
While enjjoying my sandwich and drink, my phone rings, I smile.
"Hello"
"Hello love, having fun shopping?"
"Well, yes, nothing's really jumping out at me, though I am enjoying myself. While I've got you, I'm going to stay one more day."
"Oh good. Well instead of getting a hotel, why dont you stay at my place."
"Thats awful nice of you. Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'll text you the address and have a key there for you or someone there to open it."
"Everything going good on your side of the world?"
"Yes, everything is fine, just had to go over a few things. Just the normal stuff. I'll let you get back to shopping, have fun."
"Okay and thank you"
"You're welcome, and just explore it til you find what your'e looking for. Bye for now"
"Bye"
I finish eating and get back to shopping. I buy a couple of things though it wasnt what I was looking for imparticular, maybe tomorrow. I get a cab and give them the address. I arrive at a high rise, not what I was expecting, but seems logical.
I go up to his place and am met by one of his friends named Andy. Nice guy, not used to that kind of out going, wild personality, but a nice guy none the less. The place is spotless, unitl I go into the bedroom. Uhm wow! I step out backwards, close the door and look for another bedroom. I find it and it too is spotless. Better. I decide to take a look around and can easily tell he comes and goes pretty quickly. A typical batchelor pad. Fridge full of bear, a few edible things, mostly stuff out of date. Really nice open, airy, rooms. Furniture looks comfy. I decide I'll watch some TV if I can figure out how to turn it on. I dont get the TV turned on but I do somehow get the sound system on. I turn it back off, thats not what I want. I decide I'll take a bath and maybe sip one of his beers. The guest bathroom is your typical bathroom so I decide to hike through his room and check his out. Very nice, with large tub, thats what I'm looking for. I gather my things and start the water. I look around, the bathroom is clean except for mens toiletries everywhere. I slide down in the water and soak til my finger tips are pruney. Now I'm relaxed and have realized just how tired I am. As I start to exit his room I decide to look through his clothes for something to sleep in. I find a pair of boxers and a tank top, slide them on and feel an surge of heat just feeling like I'm that close to him.
I get the bed ready and get in. I start tossing and turning. I cant go to sleep. I lie there looking at the ceilng. I decide I'll go to his bed and see if his scent will help me sleep. I slide under the covers and hug his pillow. I breathe him and and fall asleep.
I'm suddenly awakened by a sound, not sure if it was a dream or just an unfamiliar sound thats the norm here, so I just lay there and listen. I go back to sleep. I am suddenly awakened by a body getting in the bed with me, its the familiar, I pretend to still be asleep as he puts his arm around me, his nose in my hair and we go back to sleep.
I awaken and feel as though I'm being crushed by his arm. I slowly move so as not to wake him. He moans. I get up and head to the kitchen to look for some coffee and possibly see if there is anything I can fix for breakfast. He obviously went to the store before coming home because there are now things to make breakfast with that were not here last night. I cant find the coffee so I start making breakfast. Its almost finished and I hear feet shoffling down the hall. He greets me with a kiss.
"How did you get back so fast, I wish I had known."
"Jet. When I sent you here I knew I had to get back to you, so as soon as we were done, I came home."
"Oh. Well I'm glad you did. Breakfast is ready."
I fixed some bacon, eggs and toast with orange juice to drink. We sat down and ate and talked about the day befores happenings. After I finish I get up and start cleaning up and he helps.
I'm wiping off the counters and he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around me moves my hair to the side and starts kissing my neck. He's a little more forceful that usual but I enjoy it the more. He pulls on the tank top and slides it off over my head. Both hands finding my breasts and gently squeezes them. He presses himeslf against me and he's close to full erection. He moves my hair around to one of my shoulders so that my whole back is exposed and starts kissing me down my back and over to my shoulder blades, sending shivers and goose bumps up and down my spine. As he makes his way down my back he hooks his fingers inside the boxers and slides them down. Stopping to kiss the small butterfly tatoo I have on my right hip, courtesy of spring break junior year of college. He uses his knee to slightly part my legs, pulls his boxers down to free his penis and is pushing it against me. I moan. He's not even inside me and I'm reaching my limits. Here is when being short works against me, the angle is not right for him to enter me. My breathing is so heavy, I just want to touch him. I reach around to find him and moves himself so my hand hand finds him. I stroke him lightly and he pulls away and puts his hands on my waist and lifts me to lean over on the counter slightly. The angle is perfect and he enters me slowly, cursing and moaning. I gasp for air at the hardness as he enters me. I am so wet I'm surprised there is any traction but that doesnt seem to bother him. Once I have adjusted to his presence inside me, he starts getting a little rough pushing. Hes breathing in sharply and pushing hard. I hold on to the edge of the counter to keep from moving. My moans become louder from the sheer force he is pushing in me. He pulls out and helps me off the counter, turns me around and looks into my eyes. His hands go to my waist and he picks me up. I wrap my arms around his neck, our eyes never leaving one another. He lays me on a table of sorts in another room, I have no idea where I am in the house. It is a perfect level to enter me but instead he places a couple fingers in me and uses a finger on the other hand to rub my clit. Its all I can do not to come off said table. I warn him I'm going to come if he doesnt stop to which he replies thats just fine, he'll just make me come twice. I am in ecstacy heaven. My breath is catching and I cant hold it back anymore. Then he stops. "Catch your breath, were going to the room". He picks me up again, my legs wrapped around his waist and takes me to the room. He lays me on the bed and enters me almost immediately. He's pushed my knees back to get all of himself in me and hes pushing hard. Sweat is glistening on his chest and in his hair. I've never been pushed this far, my body and mind are realing with rapture. His hands move to my waist and he pulling me into him as he's pushing into me. My body can handle no more, I scream his name. my back arches and I come. "Fuck" he says as his thrusts speed up and then slow down as he comes. He collapses next to me.
I lay there in utter shock and disbelief. I feel almost paralyzed. He lies next to me catching his breath, covered in sweat. He pulls me close and kisses me, leaving his arm across me.
"You're hot" I say moving his arm.
He drops it back on me.
"But your tummy is cool and it feels good"
"You need a shower"
"You need a shower" He says mooking me in a girlie voice. He gets up, grabs my ankle and pulls me to the edge of the bed, "Join me".
We take a shower together, taking turns washing each other. He wants to wash my hair so oblige, reluctnatly. He's very gentle and careful not to pull my hair. We exit the shower.
"What are your plans today?" he asks looking for clothes.
"Well, right now I need to recover from whatever that was and whatever got into you." I say to him smiling.
He crosses the floor. "Did you not like it?"
"Mmmmm, nope, I loved it. Though, not all the time. Just surprise me every once in a while." I place my hands on his chest and kiss him. "I really really liked it"
He smiles and kisses me back. "So, a nap or snuggling in the bed then?"
"Thats fine, if you have nothing else to do. My flight leaves at 5"
"I need to go to the gym but I can do that after you leave. Everything can wait til you leave."
We get dressed and lay in bed watching TV. Positions have changed and he's laying on me, arms wrapped me. I run my fingers through and across his short hair. His shower gel scent filling my nose, the smell of him. His breathing slows down and I notice he's asleep. I have no idea when he came in last night or this morning. I let little boy sleep. I flip the channels a few times and decide I'll get some sleep. Set the alarm on my phone and adjust myself under/beside him.
We are awakened by someone pounding on the door.

Notes

Well, I surprised myself and got it updated tonight. After watching the I Heart Radio festival last night I've had the Liam feels all day. So, here ya go. Hope y'all enjoy it as much as I did writing it.
Wonder who's knocking on the door?