Chapter Nine

Chelsea

Jack opens the door for me and helps me out. I’m walking to the cafe and see Allison sitting outside. She’s waiting for me, and I feel so much relief when I sit down and see her.

“What the hell’s going on?”

I don’t hold back, and I tell her everything. She’s my best friend and I trust her completely. I know she’ll have some kind of advice to help me understand all that’s happening.

When I’m done telling her, I notice her wide eyes, pale face, and mouth agape. “Anything?”

“Holy. Shit. Liam Donovan? Your dad’s super-hot and sexy best friend, who is also mega successful and mega rich, is your boyfriend, and he has brothers? Girl, as your best friend, you need to bring me over and introduce us. Holy hell. Okay, let me stop. First, are you okay?”

“To be honest, I really am. I mean, it’s only been a day, but last night he held me and didn’t try anything. I believe him when he says he wants to give me the world. And I want that from him, too.”

“I’m not going to lie, but I’m totally jealous. I’m also really happy for you. Do me a favor, okay?”

“Of course.”

Allison sighs and places her hand on mine. “Please be careful. Go at your pace, and don’t think you need to do something you aren’t comfortable with.”

I smile and nod. “I know, babe. Thank you. So can we order now? I’m starving!”

“Ah, yes!”

After saying bye to Allison, I follow Jack to the SUV and climb in when he opens the door. “After shopping, can you stop by the market?”

“Chef Michaels typically does the shopping.”

“I know,” I say, “but I’d like to pick something up for Liam.”

“Sure thing, Chelsea.”

It’s nearly six when Liam comes back home. I’m in the kitchen with Chef Michaels, watching him put together a simple salad, and I’m so interested in the way he’s putting together the lettuce, strawberries, cucumbers, and mixing the vinaigrette.

Liam wraps his arms around my middle and nuzzles his lips to my neck. “Hi.”

“Hi,” I respond, and fall back into him. “How was your day?”

“Great. Yours?”

“The same. I went to lunch with my best friend, Allison, and she wants to meet your brothers now. Shopping was fun, and they delivered my things, and Roberta helped me organize my closet. I hope everything’s to your liking.”

Liam laughs and his stubble grazes against my bare neck. “I’m sure it will be. I have no doubt, Chelsea. And speaking of your friend and my brothers, well, we can make that happen.”

“Dinner is ready,” Chef Michaels announces, and Liam takes my hand and leads me to the table.

When we finish eating, I take Liam’s hand and pull him upstairs. Roberta has everything ready for us, and I’m so thankful for her. The bathroom door is open, and I look to see Liam’s smile as he takes in the numerous candles in the bathroom surrounding the tub filled with bubbles.

“I figured you’d like to relax with whiskey, and I like to relax with a bath, so…” I let go of his hand, sashay over to the counter, pick up the decanter, and pour him a glass of whiskey. “Come relax with me, Liam.”

I do my best to steady myself. This is what I want. This is what I’ve been fantasizing about for the last few years. Even though I’ve never had sex, I’ve been naked in front of guys before. If I want to be what Liam needs then I have to push aside my nervousness and be confident.

His lazy smile lights up his face and he slowly takes off my clothes, starting with my shirt. Then he tugs down my leggings and kneels before me, his lips close to my virgin pussy. I’m wearing black boy shorts and a black bra. I know I said I need to be confident, but that’s so much easier said than done. My hands try to cover myself and I try to move away from his closeness.

“Don’t,” he commands. “You have a beautiful body, Chelsea. Don’t hide from me.”

“I’ve never done this before. I mean, I’ve been naked in front of my boyfriends, but nothing this intimate. I’m going to need you to tell me what I have to do.”

“You don’t have to do anything,” he explains to me and gets up from his knees, reaching behind me to unhook my bra. Then he skims down my sides and to my hips, tucking his fingers under my waistband and pulls my panties down. I’m completely bare in front of him. Bare. Naked. For him to see. All of me.

“If I’m naked then you need to be as well.”

“That’s fair.”

Liam peels out of his clothes in a matter of seconds. I peek down and notice his rather large cock, and my mouth waters and my pussy is instantly wet.

Sweet baby Jesus.

Liam gets into the tub first and holds out his hand to help me in. With one foot in, followed by the other, the warmth calms me down and steadies me. The bubbles float between us as we slowly sink in until we’re covered. The bubbles serve as my wall. The lavender and peach scents envelop me, calm me, and I let out a contented sigh. I rest my head against the rim of the tub and the aroma of the candles fills the bathroom.

It’s quiet in here. I can’t stop looking at Liam and the way he’s reclining back with his eyes closed. His chest rises and falls. I lean forward and glide toward him, place my palms on his face, and bring my lips to his in a sensual kiss, and his tongue pushes its way between my lips. I moan at the feel of his silky tongue, and gasp when he caresses my boobs. I don’t stop him. His kiss and touch are cautious and slow, but I want more. So much more. He’s testing me, so I float closer to him. Water sloshes and my pussy brushes against his hard cock. His hot mouth moves faster with mine, and his hands travel from my breasts to my hair. The grip is hard and I love it.

Just when I’m about to break the kiss, he’s the one to end it before he quickly stands up. His very erect cock is at full attention right in front of me. I lick my lips, wanting to taste his hard length and suck him. Then my nerves hit me. I didn’t take into account how big he is and how small my mouth is. The possibility that I’ll hurt him with my teeth is very real.

Shit.

I don’t want to seem inexperienced, even though I am. Oh, I so am. I’ve only given a blow job a few times, and neither of those guys were big like Liam. There’s no comparison.

“Come here, Chelsea,” his commanding voice demands, so I listen and feel the warm weight of his hand pushing me toward him. He adjusts himself while holding onto me, and I watch him stroke his length.

My body pulses with need. With desire. Electric heat fills me, and I’m fully aware how badly I want him. How badly I want to hear him moan and bring him to his knees.

Without thinking, I wrap my lips around his dick and slowly suck. I do my best to relax and push my mouth farther down so he’s slowly hitting the back of my throat.

“Oh, fuck, Chelsea. Yes. Just like that, sweetheart.”

His words motivate me to keep going and to keep doing what I’m doing. He releases a small grunt and I curl my fist around the base of him, working my mouth up and down his length, coating him with my saliva so I can easily stroke him as I’m sucking him.

I swirl my tongue around his tip and gently suck while massaging his balls. I ease my jaw again and taste the saltiness of his warmth. I become even more eager and bold, and I quickly slide my tongue up and down while sucking and massaging him.

“That’s it. Fuck.” Liam moans, and his deep voice rumbles. Soon hot, sticky wetness pulses into my throat, and I willingly gulp down every drop.

As soon as I swallow the last of it, he pulls me up to a standing position, pushes me against the wall until my back smacks it, and slides his fingers inside me. I gasp, grip his shoulders, and close my eyes to the intense euphoria.

“Oh, God,” I moan, and within seconds, I explode on his hand and fingers. Okay, that was a little too fast.

Liam leans down and kisses me, leaving me breathless as he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks my juices.

“Sweetness.”