0 comments/ 5743 views/ 0 favorites Our Beginning Ch. 01 By: readerofcourse The second time we meet, I run into your arms and grab your dark hair in my hands and pull your face down to mine. You resist and teasingly keep your lips inches away from mine. Punishment, I suspect for our first meeting, when I was inconveniently shy and wouldn't let you do what you wanted to do. As I silently stare into your eyes, pleading with you, demanding that you bend to my will, you finally relent and do exactly what I want you to do. Punishing kisses that take my breath away. You push me onto the bed, no words needed and to my surprise my clothes disappear like smoke. Your kisses ignite my insides, your hands are running over my shoulders, your lips are like fire as they move down my neck, god I love when you kiss my neck. I am making sounds deep in my throat as I anticipate what is yet to come. I run my hands up your back bringing your shirt over your head, I want your skin touching my skin. I unbuckle your pants and push your pants down over your hips, your cock is hard against your belly, and reach for your cock, and you chuckle and move away from me. Back to your teasing self. As soon as you are naked, you grab my hands and put them above my head and I am dying to have you inside me, aching for you. You are so much more controlled than I am, as you lick, bite and suck on my nipples, making me groan. My hips are moving and straining to get closer to your hot cock, my pleas are becoming incoherent and the only thing you can understand is your name being repeated over and over. Liam fuck me, Liam Liam please Liam please. Your finger enters me and is immediately met with wetness and you groan. Somewhere in the part of my brain that is still working I smile that you are feeling it to. My hips rise against your hand and you start pushing into my wet pussy one finger then two fingers and my insides throb and contract. God, Liam help me, I am going to explode. Your mouth finally erupts into a smile and then you go down and start licking me, sucking as your fingers play silent music inside me. I cannot keep quiet, I am sucking air into my lungs like I am suffocating. As I cum, my head is flung back my hands are buried in your hair and I yell out your name and how fucking good you are. As I try and catch my breath, you slide up my body and again touch your magic lips against my neck, you know what I like. Your hand reaches down and pulls my leg up against your side while your other hand lightly touches my cheek. I know you are going to finally put your hard cock in my hot wet pussy, and in my eagerness my body starts to tremble. Please Liam, oh god, please Liam, you look down at me and the head of your dick touches my body. You hesitate just seconds and then shove that amazing hard tool of yours all the way in and the warmth, the heat of our bodies erupts together. It's almost too much, but I want so much more. You start moving and I meet your thrusts, a rhythm that builds and increases as much as the incoherent sounds that are said between us. I don't know how we can stand the heat, how it doesn't kill us both. This is better than anything I have imagined in all the time we were apart. It feels right, and I don't want you to stop, you follow all the obvious signs that I am enjoying our time together and continue your assault on me. You conquer and you win, and as I gasp, as I surrender, I can feel my body climbing, building towards my next release. You shift back, and move my leg over my body and enter my again and I cannot stop it, I am screaming out your name. You are touching me everywhere, I feel it all as I cum again and feel you moving faster and as my voice urges you on, with you gripping my hips to thrust repeatedly, you cum deep inside me. You drop on top of me and smile and I kiss you, making sure you know exactly how I feel. I love the weight of you on me, I love your haggard breathing on my shoulder, and as I whisper what I am going to do to you in just a couple of minutes you smile, chuckle and roll over, open to all my suggestions. Our Beginning Ch. 01 I had been struggling with paying for school. Even with loans and other financial aid, I found it difficult to make ends meet. There was simply too much to do and I still had to find time for homework and classes. I was a full-time student working two jobs. It was too much. Two years of this and I was so tired. I had made my decision. I was going to transfer back home and go to the local university. It pained me to even think about leaving my dream school but I didn't feel like I had another choice. I was drowning. "You can't leave," said my professor when I told her about my plans. "You've worked so hard and you're almost done," she added. I explained my situation and told her that money was tight. Her expression turned serious and she told me that she might have a solution. She said someone she knew was looking for a nanny for a two year old. She said to call her that same afternoon. It all happened too quickly. I called her and she was excited. She told me that she had talked to her colleague and I had the job. I was going to be a live-in nanny for her friend's son. She gave me the contact information and my new employer's name: Dr. L. I made the call the next morning and discovered that my employer was Eric L., the newest addition to the biology department. He explained his busy schedule and said that he was willing to work around my class times. It worked out perfectly. I would stay home with the baby on the days he taught and go to class on his days off. The pay was great and I would have a roof over my head as part of the deal. A few weeks later, I moved in and started working. His little boy was simply adorable. He was the sweetest baby and always gave me a reason to smile. We all fell into a schedule. I watched Nicholas during the day and Dr. L would take over in the evenings so that I could study. I lived in the garage which had been turned into a cozy studio. I had my own space to hang out, study, and cook. I even had my own entrance. The only time I was inside the main house was when Nicholas and I were alone. I usually retreated to the comfort of my room when he came home. It seemed like the perfect arrangement until that one night. I had been out on a date, which was a luxury considering my class schedule, and my date was dropping me off. He walked me to my door and leaned in for a good-night kiss. It was sweet and gentle but I felt like something was missing. I heard someone clear their throat and pulled away thus breaking the kiss. It was him. It was Dr. L. His eyes were filled with something I couldn't quite decipher. But I suddenly felt exposed. My date looked confused. He said good-night to both of us and walked back to his car. I watched as he drove away and then turned to meet Dr. L's stare. "Good-night, Margaret," he sternly said before walking into his house. He had only called me Margaret during those first few weeks, until I told him I preferred Maggie. An hour later, I heard a knock at my door. When I opened the door I saw Dr. L standing there in the most casual of clothes. I was so used to seeing him in trousers and dress-shirts that his jeans and t-shirt looked so strange. He looked younger than his thirty-five years. "Is Nicholas okay?" I asked. He never knocked on my door, unless Nicholas wasn't feeling well. "No. I mean, yes, he's fine. Do you have a minute?" he asked. "Sure," I replied. He walked in and looked around, "I'm glad you've personalized this space," he said as he took in what I had added to the small studio. "Thanks." "Look, I'm sorry about earlier. I was putting out the trash when I saw you two pull up. It was rude and I shouldn't have interrupted you," he blurted. "It's okay," I assured him. "So, did you have a good time?" he asked. "Dr. L., are you trying to intiate some 'girl talk'?" I smiled. "No. I just wanted to know if you enjoyed your night off. I know you rarely go out and I hope you had fun," he chuckled. There was something about the way he laughed that stirred something inside of me. I only ever heard him laugh when he was playing with his son but it was always so contagious. "Maggie?" he whispered as he moved closer. "Yes," murmured as I inhaled his scent. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and his touch seared me. "I'm glad you had a nice evening out. I'll let you rest, you'll need your energy to keep up with Nicholas tomorrow," he pointed out before opening the door to leave. "Good-night, Dr. L,," I managed to say. "What if you call me Eric when we're here? I'll be Dr. L on campus but just Eric when I'm home, what do you think?" he inquired. "If that's what you want," I told him. He gave me a smile a nod before closing the door behind him. ——- That had been eight months ago and now I found myself waking up next to him. It was too much to comprehend. Our relationship had changed dramatically since that night. We had been spending much more time together—for Nicholas' sake, I had made myself believe. We watched movies with him, played games, and put him to bed every night. It was all innocent...at least that's what I told myself. But now here we were. His arm around me and completely naked. The memories of the night before hit me like a ton of bricks. How could I have been so careless? He was my boss. I had crossed a line and would probably be out of a job. One night of passion and I had put everything in jeopardy. Our Beginning Ch. 02 As Liam lay on the soft white sheets arms wide, I lean up on one elbow looking down at his face, into his eyes. I had better be careful, this one has me tied up in knots, and I am not talking about the red silky ones. I smile and ask him when he's going to be ready again, and he grimaces and says, "feed me, food this time" I jump up obviously, having more energy than the man, and tell him to order room service while I grab a shower. I laugh at myself as I look into the mirror and see that sappy smile on my face. Goodness, it should take more than a good shag to make a girl feel this giddy. I love a hot shower, so I turn on the water and step into the tub under the water. It's hot enough to sting at first and then just rolls off my body like liquid silk. My legs feel quite like liquid themselves due to my previous activities and I have to steady myself. I dip my head under the spray and close my eyes running my hands over my head down my hair, relaxing in the feel of it. Thinking of Liam lying in bed, I can't believe my body could respond so quickly after the things I had just experienced. I shake my head, god I got to get over that man. I grab the shampoo and pour it in my hand and start washing my hair, loving the smell, umm coconut and mango, humming gotta wash the man right out of my hair with a smile. Ohh and they have the same smell in body wash, I love this smell. As the water washes out my hair, I grab the body wash and start rubbing it all over my body, feeling my hands run over my arms, breasts and stomach. Running up my legs, over my thighs, pressing against myself, I want to moan. I put both hands on the wall of the shower and bow my head in shock. I have touched myself so very often when I have been alone, why in the world would I do it now when there is a hot man in the very next room. I turn to shut off the water and see Liam has quietly been watching me. He smiles, and I wonder how long he has been there. I reach out my hand to touch his face and he backs away as he reaches to pull the shower curtain aside and steps in. I pull him closer and he kisses me under the shower spray, his hands running down my back, grabbing my ass and pulling me closer. His mouth travels from my lips, across my chin, down my neck. With one hand on my ass and one hand pushing my breast up and into his mouth, I throw back my head and his name comes out of my mouth over and over. He pulls my hips against him, and sucks then bites my nipple and my breath catches. I want more, I want him again, in me. I tell him now Liam now, fuck me, fuck me hard. Liam pulls me into him and then away as he turns me so he now has my back against him, I can feel his hard cock hitting the small of my back. His arm wraps around my neck pushing my face to meet his from behind. His other hand spreads my lips, pushing in me, first one finger then two. He bites my neck as his thumb presses against my clit, and I moan. I grab his ass from behind as he pushes me against the shower wall. His fingers slide out and his hot cock touches me, pushing in. He fills me and I grind my ass back towards him, I want him deeper. He starts to move in and out whispering in my ear how hot I am, how much he wants me. Just hearing his voice puts me closer to cumming all over him, my hand covers his and I move his fingers around my clit in counter clock circles, just the way I like it. My breath is coming in shorter gasps and he is moving faster, but all of a sudden my foot is slipping and I am grabbing anything to keep from falling. He tries to keep me from going down and grabs me by the waist as I fall side ways. At the same time, my hand hits the faucet that slows my momentum, he stabilizes me and the cold water hits us both. It's like a slap in the face as I scream my discomfort and I cannot get the water off fast enough. As I catch my breath checking to see if both of us are still in one piece, and start to giggle. That could have been bad I say, and he just looks at me, like how I could doubt him when he had everything in control. He throws a towel on the tile and steps out and puts out his hand to help me out. I put my hand out and he pulls me in next to him and then gently guides me to my knees. He grabs my hips and thrusts his hard cock into my waiting wet pussy and I immediately am as close to orgasm as I was before. I glance back at Liam and notice he is looking not at me but beyond me. I look to where he is looking and meet his eyes in the mirror... I can see his eyes moving from my face to my breasts as they move with his thrusts. I watch his face as he watches our bodies and it is making me hotter. He looks as fascinated and I do, as I feel his body entering mine at the same time watching it in the mirror. All of a sudden, his eyes move back to mine and I am over come with sensations with his cock moving even faster than before, I know I am going to cum. It's seems more intimate as we watch each other in the mirror. My body starts to shake, I drop my eyes. He grabs my chin and pulls my face back up making me watch him cum in me as he watches me taking every scorching inch of him as my body tightens around him. My legs are having trouble supporting my own weight, let alone the weight of a man leaning over me. I turn over as I lie down on the floor, and look up into the eyes of the man, I may or may not have just called a god.