Chapter 7
Cassie
Cassie stumbled out into the parking lot. The orange light from the streetlight above her head was casting weird shadows against the ground. Her sky blue car was the only one left in the lot. She turned to Liam. “Where’s your ride?” she asked, trying not slur.
“I didn’t bring one. I figured I’d call a cab.”
“Oh,” Cassie nodded. That was probably a good idea. She was too drunk to drive. “Can we share one back?”
“Sure,” Liam pulled out his cell. “Your car should be okay here by the way; this isn’t the kind of place that gets much trouble.”
The taxi didn’t take long to get there. Cassie wasn’t too bothered anyway. The air still held the heat from the day that had passed, so it wasn’t like she was cold. The cab ride wasn’t a long one. Cassie found herself stumbling out onto the sidewalk next to the campus gates. “Crap,” she said out loud, when her sleeping issue came back to the forefront of her mind.
“What’s up?” Liam asked her, hooking his arm around hers. The drink had hit him too, but he could see Cassie struggling to keep a straight line.
“Where am I going to sleep?” she asked him with wide eyes.
“You could always go back to your room?” Liam suggested, although he knew that wasn’t really what he wanted.
She frowned at him. Didn’t he know what Lucy would do if she turned up? Didn’t he know how miserable her life would get, if she continued to cross her? “I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Cassie shook her head softly.
“No, you’re right,” Liam said stopping. He turned to her with his eyes burning hungrily. “Neither do I,” he lowered his head towards her and gently dropped a kiss onto her lips. He stepped back. He waited for her reaction. She didn’t react though. She was just standing still, looking at him. “Sorry,” he broke the silence. “I probably shouldn’t have done that.”
Cassie didn’t say anything. She could still feel Liam’s lips on hers. It was like his kiss was echoing all around her. She glanced up at him. He looked uncomfortable. Did he regret what he’d just done? Was that why he looked so anxious or was it something else? The liquor in her system was blocking her thoughts from properly functioning. She pushed herself up onto the tips of her toes and kissed him back. Slowly.
“You should come and stay with me for the night,” Liam said in a hushed and hurried way against her lips. He kissed her again, so she couldn’t answer straight away.
“Oh,” Cassie pulled away from him. She wasn’t sure that staying with Liam was a good idea. She knew what he meant by staying. He didn’t mean just sleeping. Cassie pressed her lips harder onto his, so she wouldn’t have to answer him. What was she going to do?
She liked Liam, but did she like him enough? It wasn’t like he would be just another guy. He’d be her first. “What do you think?” Liam pulled away from her with his eyes focused on hers. “Do you want to come to my room?”
“I, I, I don’t know,” she stuttered. She could feel her cheeks burning. She wasn’t the kind of person who really shared intimate details of her life. That was part of the reason that she’d never gone all the way. She’d dated a few times over the years, but none of the guys had been worth losing it to. Was Liam?
Liam smiled softly. “It’s a no-pressure deal,” he assured her. “I know you don’t have anywhere to go; come and stay with me. We don’t have to do anything. I’m just offering you a room.”
Liam’s room was exactly how Cassie had pictured it. It had sports posters on the walls, dirty clothes on the floor and a desk buried in a jumble of papers and half opened books. “I guess you weren’t expecting company,” she joked, as she picked her way carefully through the mess. It wasn’t an easy feat. Her vision was blurry because of the booze. Her head felt light. She managed it though, and fell down onto his bed with victorious satisfaction.
She felt the bed sag down deeper, when Liam joined her on it. There was a moment of awkward silence. Cassie could practically see the giant elephant in the room. She knew what he wanted. She couldn’t deny that she wanted it too. She felt different to all of the other times. She felt ready. It wasn’t about Liam, although he was a great guy. It was about her. She was ready to take the leap for no other reason than she wanted to.
Her eyes met his. They said more than she could have done with words. He knew what she was thinking. He knew that she had accepted was going to happen that night, what had to happen. The chemistry between them was two strong for either of them to deny.
Liam leaned in first. His kisses marking the corner of her lips, before leaving a trail of tingling pleasure up her cheekbone and down to the collar of her neck. Cassie had never been further than over the clothes stuff before. She’d never felt the touch of a guy on the bare skin of stomach before. It was intense. It was almost too much and nothing had even started. Liam lowered his lips from her collarbone. Cassie could feel her breathing getting stiff, as her brain tried to anticipate his next move with trembling delight.
He gently pulled up her top exposing her bare breasts to him. He was looking at a part of her that no one had ever seen before. He was seeing in her a way that was completely new. He didn’t know that. He didn’t know that he was Cassie’s first, but he looked at her as though he did. Cassie could see the pure and devoted attention that he had for her. She could see how it was only thoughts of her that were burning beyond his warm eyes. She was the only thing in the world that mattered to him. At that moment, she was the only language that he spoke.
His lips sank lower. Brushing up against the rise of her breasts and settling around her hardening nipples, as her heart beat out of sync with the rest of her body. She could hear muffled sounds coming from the rooms that surrounded them, but above them was the pounding in her ears that was coming from her racing pulse.
Liam’s hands sank to her waistline. He gently brought his fingers across her stomach. He was letting her jeans mark where he stopped. She could feel herself getting frustrated with him. She wanted him to bring his hands lower. She wanted him to defeat the jeans, which were keeping her body from his.
The sound of her zipper being pulled steadied her frustration. She arched her back, her eyes holding onto Liam’s, as he slowly slid them down her legs. They fell to the ground with a dull thud. A thud that neither of them heard, over Cassie’s gentle moans, which had started to work with the rhythm of Liam’s hand, which was slowly working its way up her inner thigh.
Cassie’s whole body trembled. She could almost feel the wind, whipping around her face from the peak that she was standing on. She waited. She waited for Liam to push her over. She waited for her body to fall into the pleasure that she’d never had, but had heard a great deal about. Liam’s lips left her nipple and the air reminded her of how cold it could be without him. He brought his mouth crashing back down into hers.
His hand moved away from the growing wetness that was between her legs. There was the sound of another zipper being pulled and Cassie watched with wide eyes, as Liam dropped his pants, revealing everything that he had. She could feel her cheeks starting to blush and attempted to hide it from Liam by pulling him back down, so that his body was firmly against hers.
“This is your first time isn’t it?” Liam whispered softly into her ear. His lips brushed gently against her lobe, sending shivers down her spine.
“So, what if it is?” Cassie asked into his shoulder.
“It doesn’t make a difference to me,” Liam told her quickly, sensing that she was sensitive about the subject. “I just wanted to be sure, don’t worry, I’ll show you what you’ve been missing,” he joked, as he thrusted himself forward slowly.
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