I listened to what he said, and all of a sudden, a weight was lifted off of me. I didn’t cause this. It wouldn’t have mattered if I’d taken excellent care of myself. It wouldn’t have mattered if Mason was still here…I still would have lost the baby no matter what. I was still extremely sad and always would be, but knowing it wasn’t my fault after all took some of the hurt away. I pulled him into another hug. “Thank you for telling me that, Brody. All of it. I needed to hear it.”
“I should have told you sooner.”
“I don’t know if I’d have been ready to hear it. I didn’t think I’d be ready for anything again until I met Liam,” I admitted, and I turned to look at him. I didn’t notice that he’d stood up and was standing in front of the loveseat. We all stood up at that point and Liam held his arms out to me. I immediately walked back over to him and fell into his embrace. “I…I love you,” I said, nuzzling into his chest.
Chapter 12
Liam
I held her as tightly as I could without hurting her, hopefully letting her know that nothing she just told me would change how I felt about her. My heart broke for her. Not only had Rory lost her fiancé, but she’d been committed to the hospital by her parents and had had a miscarriage all in the span of one week. Rory had been pregnant…that would probably have freaked me out if it were any other woman but her, but it didn’t. I loved her with everything in me and I wanted nothing more than to take that pain away from her. “I love you too, angel,” I whispered into her ear. She pulled back to look at me, and I looked at her face. She had tear stained cheeks and puffy, blood shot eyes…but she was still the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I raised my hand to her face and I wiped the tears from her cheek, and traced my finger across her bottom lip. Her breath caught and her chestnut eyes flashed to mine. Her hands started to move down my back and rested in the back pockets of my jeans. I was suddenly very aware that her brother and her best friend were standing right next to us while her hands were on my ass.
Brody cleared his throat. “You know, maybe we can talk about all of this later,” he said, and he took Marissa’s hand. “Come on, sweetie, let’s leave the two of them alone. Do you want to come have lunch with me?” he asked her, brushing her cheek with his hand.
She reached up and placed her hand over his. “Sure,” she said, and he leaned in and kissed her.
As they moved past us, Brody clapped a hand on my shoulder. “You take care of my sister, okay?” he said, seriousness in his voice.
I looked at him and smiled. “Always, man.” He smiled at me and then Marissa came and looked me in the eye.
“Liam, thank you,” she said. “Thank you for bringing Rory back to us,” she said, a tear falling from her cheek.
I nodded at her, and Brody wrapped an arm around her as they called out their goodbyes as they left the apartment. I looked into Rory’s eyes, which now had little flecks of green in them. “All alone,” I said. She smiled at me…and it was a smile full of promise. “What should we do?” I whispered, feeling myself getting harder as her fingers squeezed my ass through my jeans.
“You know, I think I need a shower,” she said, quickly pulling away from me. I turned toward her as she walked past, and she suddenly stopped. Throwing her hair over her shoulder, she looked back at me, smiling her killer smile, and said, “You want to join me?”
My hot as hell girlfriend asked me to shower with her? Hell yes I wanted to join her! As she began to walk down the hall, I quickly followed behind her. Once we were in the bathroom, she leaned down to turn on the water and then turned back to me. She ran her fingers down my abs and I shivered. Playing with the hem of my tee shirt, and said, “The water takes a few minutes to get hot. Just give it a sec,” she said, and she leaned up and pressed her petal soft lips to my throat. I groaned and leaned my head back as she traced her hot tongue along the vein in my neck. I leaned my head down and claimed her mouth on mine. She tasted so sweet. I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of kissing her. I roamed my hands down to her waist and my fingers found the bottom of her shirt. She stopped the kiss for a moment and lifted her arms above her head and I pulled her shirt off in one swift movement. Her mouth slammed back onto mine again as my hand reached around and undid the clasp of her bra and she pulled it off her shoulders. I moved my mouth from her lips down to her beautiful breasts and I pulled one nipple into my mouth. She moaned loudly as I rolled my tongue around it, tasting it. She shoved against me for a moment and she pulled at my shirt. I lifted my arms as she had and I let her drag my shirt over my head. Her hands immediately reached for the button on my jeans, and it didn’t take her long before she pulled them down, taking my boxers with them. She stared at my dick, which was already painfully hard, and licked her lips. I knew that she wanted to take me into her mouth, but as hard as I was I couldn’t think of anything but getting inside her as quickly as possible.
I stood her up and I tugged at her jeans, and they fell to the floor. She stepped out of them and we were standing in front of each other, completely naked and panting with desire. Steam was filling the bathroom which meant the water was ready. She took my hand and we both stepped into the shower, the hot water cascading over our skin. Her hand reached for my cock, but I stepped back from her and reached over her head to get the shampoo. I wanted to have a little fun. “What are you doing?” she panted.
“You said you needed a shower, so it’s time to get clean,” I said, grinning wickedly at her.
Her mouth fell open. “You mother fucker,” she said, and I laughed. “Are you teasing me?”
“Lean back,” I said, guiding her head so the water was falling all over her hair. She smirked at me and leaned head back so I could shampoo her hair. I massaged her scalp and she moaned the whole time. God, she sounded hot as hell. Once I got her hair clean and rinsed, I poured some soap onto the bath puff and I began to gently wash her body. Rory was by far the hottest woman I’d ever seen, but she seeing her hot, naked, tattooed body all wet and soapy…I thought I was going to come right then. She let me do my thing, moaning and closing her eyes the whole time. When I was finished, she rinsed herself off and then took the soap bath puff from me.
“My turn,” she said, and began to run the soapy puff along my naked body. Her hand would follow everywhere the puff went, and I groaned at the feel of her hand on my slippery bare skin. She didn’t take long to wash my body and before I could rinse myself off she had her hands in my wet hair, massaging it with shampoo. Her nails scraped my scalp and I groaned. Fuck…that felt so good. Soon, all the soap was gone from my hair and skin, and there was nothing stopping me from ravaging her. She looked at me, pure lust burning in her eyes. I pushed her up against the wall and pressed my body into hers. “Oh, Liam, please. I want you so bad,” she said. I leaned in and kissed her, and I slid my tongue into her mouth. She moaned and whined as our tongues swirled around each other, and I swore my dick got even harder with that she could do with that tongue ring.
I hesitantly broke apart from the kiss and moved my mouth down her hot, wet body. I kissed her breasts, and moved down and licked her belly button, toying with the piercing there for just a moment before I was down on my knees. I lifted her leg and brought it above my shoulder. I looked up at her, and her eyes were wide and she was breathing hard like she’d run a marathon. I smiled a wicked smile at her before I leaned my mouth to her heat and ran my tongue along her clit. She gasped loudly and gripped my hair with her hands as I licked around her wet folds. She tasted so sweet, and she felt so good. I slid a finger into her heat, feeling the wetness flooding her, and she screamed out in pleasure. “Oh God, Liam, I’m close! Don’t stop!” she cried out, and I flicked her clit a few times with my tongue. That sent her over the edge and she screamed my name out loud as her body was shaking from her orgasm. I held her steady as I stood to meet her heavily lidded eyes. “Oh, babe, that was…”
“Amazing. You taste so good, angel,” I whispered to her. Her legs were all wobbly and weak, so I grasped he
r hips and lifted her. I pressed her body against mine and she wrapped her legs around my waist. “Rory, I want to sink myself into you so bad right now up against this wall, but I don’t have protection.”
“There’s a box of condoms in the medicine cabinet,” she breathed. She surprised me by kissing me and thrusting her tongue into my mouth. Most girls I had been with didn’t like to be kissed after I’d gone down on them, but Rory didn’t seem to mind tasting her own arousal…and it was fucking hot. I reached over and turned off the shower and I pulled the curtain back and stepped out of it with Rory still wrapped around me. I pulled open the cabinet and grabbed the box of condoms and I quickly walked down the hall toward her bedroom, ready to bury myself in her.
“So, that was another first for me,” Rory said, snuggling into me.
“What was another first?”
“Showering with someone. I’ve never done that before,” she admitted.
“Really? You never did that with Mason?” I asked.
She shook her head. “No. He always liked to take his showers in practically ice cold water, and I couldn’t stand it. So, up until today, I was a shower virgin,” she said, giggling.
I smiled and kissed her forehead. “Well, I’m happy to be your first. Hope I was gentle,” I said, and she laughed.
“Well, you should know me well enough by now to know I don’t always like it gentle,” she said, winking at me.
I leaned down and kissed her lips. “My kind of woman,” I said.
“I’m glad to be,” she said, running her fingers along. “I really didn’t think you would stay when you found out about everything.”
“Oh, Rory,” I said, wrapping my arms tightly around her, “there isn’t anything you could ever tell me about yourself that would make me turn away from you. Everything that happened…Mason’s death, the miscarriage, your mother turning away from you…those are things that happened to you, angel, not because of you. It makes me so sad to know you blamed yourself for all of it.”
“How could I not blame myself?” she said softly, emotion in her voice. She laid her head on my chest and took a deep breath. “I wasn’t the one that shot Mason, but if I had fought harder for him that night and made him stay with me, he probably would have, and he’d still be alive. I know now that I would have lost the baby anyway, but I still feel guilty. I should have paid attention to my body and known something was wrong, but I was in such a deep depression over losing Mason that I didn’t care about myself. As far as my mom goes…there really isn’t anything I can do about that. We have never gotten along my whole life, so I’m not really surprised to know she said those things to me, but it still hurt to hear them, and I’m ashamed that I’m letting her get to me like this.”
“It’s okay to feel sad over how your mother treated you, Rory. It’s natural to want your parent’s approval and to lash out when you don’t get it. Believe me, I’ve been where you’ve been. I hated my father for ten years because he resented me for how I wanted to live my life.”
“Yes, but things in your family seem to be getting better. My mother has resented me since the day I decided to fight against everything she expected me to be. I never expect her to accept me as I am, and to tell you the truth, I really don’t want her acceptance. It just bothers me that she was able to somehow get in my head.” She took a deep breath and then decided to address one topic that hadn’t been discussed yet. “So...you want to marry me, huh?”
I exhaled deeply and laid my head back on the pillow. “Rory, listen…”
The tone of my voice must have made her think I didn’t really mean it, and she sighed, almost like she was disappointed. That made tingles shoot through me. “It’s okay, I understand, you just said it in the heat of the moment.”
I leaned my head back up lifted her chin with my fingers, forcing her to look at me. “Why do you think that?”
“Well, we’ve only known each other for less than two months and we’ve only been dating for a month. Hell, last night was the first time we’d had sex, so I’m sure it was just said in the moment to keep me from leaving.”
I gaped at her. “Rory, I may have said that at the wrong time, but trust me, I meant every word. I was serious when I said I wanted to marry you.”
She leaned up and rested her elbows on my chest. “You were?”
I nodded. “Listen, baby, I know that we’ve not been together that long, but that doesn’t change how I feel about you. I am so completely head over heels in love with you that I can’t see myself spending one day without you by my side for the rest of my life. I get that this seems fast, and I don’t want you to think that was a full on proposal, because it wasn’t. I love you, Rory Shaw, and I will ask you to marry me the right way one day when you least expect it,” I said.
She smiled brightly, her gorgeous honey colored eyes shining. “So you didn’t just say it to get me to try and stay?”
“Of course not. Besides, even if I did, it didn’t exactly work, now did it?” I said, and she giggled.
“You really want to marry me, huh?” she smiled, leaning so close to my face I could feel her sweet breath on my lips.
“I do,” I said, arching an eyebrow, and she giggled. I felt my cock twitch…I don’t know what it was about her cute little giggle that made me start to get hard.
“Ah, what a day. I don’t think I have room in my head for much more,” she said, smiling serenely for what truly seemed like the first time since I’d known her.
“Is there anything I can do to take your mind off it all?” I asked her, tracing my fingers along the curve of her spine.
I felt her wiggle against me, and her eyes met mine. “Oh, I can think of something,” she said, her beautiful mouth turning up into a sinful grin.
I smiled at her. “You are insatiable, you know that? I think I’ve unleashed a tiger.”
“You have no idea,” she giggled and in one swift movement she was on top of me, straddling my thighs. God, she was so fucking beautiful. Her fiery red curls fell in cascades around her shoulders and lightly covered her perfect breasts. My fingers reached out and traced the beautiful sparrow tattoo on her left hip bone. She shivered at my touch. My other hand roamed up her stomach and gently grasped her breast, and she tossed her head back, moaning. I sat up and took one of her perfect, pink nipples into my mouth and rolled my tongue around it the way Rory seemed to like. “Ah, Liam,” she whispered.
Hearing her moan my name made my dick stand at complete attention, and she shoved me slightly so I was lying on my back. I had to hold on with everything I had not to come right then when she took control and put a condom on me, then grabbed my cock and slowly lowered herself onto me. I placed both my hands on her hips and leaned my head back into the pillow as she moved herself back and forth, grinding on my dick, and I relished in the pure pleasure of it. Even though it felt fucking amazing being inside her while she was writhing on top of me, I had a need to take control, so I sat up and wrapped my arms around her body and rolled us over. While she was sprawled out on her back, I pulled out of her and she stared at me, stunned. “Babe, what the hell?” she asked, panting and wild eyed. “Come on, what are you doing?”
I loved the look on her face in that moment…it was carnal, wanton, full of desire. “Tell me,” I demanded.
“Tell you what?” she pleaded, and her hands were clawing at my back, trying to pull me back inside her. “Come on, Liam, please.”
I teased her by slightly resting the head of my dick right at her hot entrance. At that moment, I wanted to hear her plead and beg for me to fill her, to do what she wanted me to do. “Tell me what you want, baby,” I groaned, my eyes locked with hers.
Her eyes flashed like they had earlier, but this time with the slightest hint of green. That color obviously meant she was horny as hell. Understanding what I wanted to hear, she sat up and point blank said, “Fuck me, Liam. Hard.”
My mouth crushed onto hers, and soon her tongue was in my mouth and we got lost in the taste o
f each other. I broke the kiss and gently pushed her on her back and then growled, “Turn over.”
She instantly complied, and I pulled her hips up so she was on all fours. She turned her head to look back at me, and her gorgeous hair flowed across her bare back. “Please, babe, I want you,” she begged. “Don’t hold back.” Her words were my undoing and I positioned myself at her entrance and with no warning I slammed into her, making her scream in pleasure. “Ah! Oh my God!” she yelled, rocking her hips.
“Fuck! God, baby, you feel so fucking good,” I groaned through gritted teeth. I pulled back almost completely out and then slammed into her again. This time, I didn’t stop and I repeated my thrusts as I continued my sensual torture of Rory. The noises she was making were unlike anything I’d heard from her so far…she truly was an animal out of her cage. Thankfully, I felt her start to clench around my hardness and she was close to an orgasm. I reached my hand down to her clit and moved my fingers around, and that sent her into a full blown orgasm. She screamed out in ecstasy, twisting the sheets in her hands. Three more strong thrusts and I followed her over the edge into orgasmic bliss.
“You know, we are going to need to get out of bed at some point and eat,” I said, hearing Rory’s stomach grumbling.
“I can’t move,” she moaned sleepily against my chest. “God, that was amazing, Liam.”
I grinned and kissed her head. “No, you are amazing. But I am serious,” I said, swatting her perfect ass. “We need to eat.”
“Aw, come on, don’t make me move,” she whined, playfully. “I think you fucked all the energy out of me.”
I barked out a laugh. “Well, I will fuck you like that anytime, baby, but I’m serious right now. I know you haven’t eaten anything since breakfast this morning, and it’s now seven o’clock.”
“You’re not wanting to go out, are you?” she asked me. “Because, honestly, Liam, I don’t know if I will be able to move at this point, let alone get dressed up and go to a restaurant. I literally feel like I have no bones.”
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