Before Sunrise (35 page)

What happens when she
graduates high school
?
What happens when she goes off to some Ivy League college and
starts dating men who can give her more than he would ever be able
to
?

“
Baby, do you want a beer?”
she called out.

“
Yeah, um, I put them in the
fridge.” Liam closed his eyes and exhaled slowly. What happened
when there was no reason to sneak around anymore? How would he
explain himself to the Washingtons?

“
Voilà!” She emerged with
the big bowl of spaghetti noodles mixed with his spicy ragu and
overcooked ground beef—his specialty. Kennedy had even cut the
garlic bread into thick, buttery slices. “Now we eat.”

Liam rose, taking the tray from her hands.
She ran into the kitchen and returned with two beers. He didn’t say
anything when she kept one for herself. What the fuck difference
did it make now?

“
Why are you so quiet?” She
plopped down next to him and passed over a fork. “Pasta is best
eaten together, same bowl.” Before he could answer, she forked some
noodles into his mouth. Liam decided not to ruin their time
together with his bullshit insecurities. Kennedy leaned over and
licked the sauce from his chin.

“
Are you happy?”‘

“
Yes.” He chewed. “But you
know what would make me even happier?”

“
What?”

“
You. Eating spaghetti with
all these clothes off.”

Kennedy slowly stopped eating. Her large
brown eyes ringed with dark lashes latched to his. A slow-moving
sexy smile spread over her lips. The light of agreement in her eyes
made his blood pressure rise. He actually felt feverish with
anticipation. Her energy matched his in every conceivable way. “How
about in my underwear? Black lace with pink bows.”

Liam pulled his shirt over his head and
tossed it to the side, leaving just his T-shirt and jeans. “You’re
on.”

Kennedy leapt to her feet.
She changed the record while he reclined and got ready for his
Christmas gift, the only one he needed this year. Eartha
Kitt’s
Santa Baby
,
that sultry and sexy voice, poured into the room. Liam had to admit
this was perfect. Her sweater went up and over her head, dropped to
the floor. The lacy black bra cups only covered half of her tits,
her dark large nipples swelling and pushing against the restraining
fabric. There was a tiny pink bow to the center and delicate, thin,
pink satin ribbons woven through the straps. Her skin was evenly
brushed a flawless brown. He couldn’t find an imperfection on her
as his eyes slowly went down the flat curves of her tummy. Kennedy
undid the top button, lowered the zipper, then hooked her thumbs in
the sides of the jeans and pushed them down her hips.

The fabric eased down her
shapely thighs as Kay sang with Eartha. She turned and he was
rewarded with the back view. The lacy confection of her panties
rested on the firm mounds of her ass and slipped into the cheeks.
Tiny pink bows adorned the thin trim at her hips. Kennedy sang of
her desire for a mink, convertible, and a trip to Tiffany’s because
she’d been a good girl all year. The long ends of her braids with
the pink and black beads swayed past her shoulders. She moved her
ass in a slow grind that had him tugging his Johnson. Giving him a
sexy wink over her shoulder, she shook it for him once more.
That’s
it! Liam rose. He
crossed the short distance to stand behind her. His control hung by
a thread. He took a steadying breath when the soft cushion of her
buttocks brushed his groin. Dinner plans forgotten, he closed his
eyes and placed his palms to her hips. He dropped his face to the
back of her head. She might have been teasing about their future,
she might have been a little loopy from her first beer. Still, in
that moment, he began to believe.

Together they moved, the music having long
ago stopped. He slipped his hands around her stomach and ran them
up and down soft, taut skin until one hand dipped to the front of
her panty and the other went up to cup her breast. Her head dropped
back on his shoulder and he saw her take a swallow, felt the
acceleration of her heart as he held her left breast in his hand.
But that wasn’t where she felt the softest. His hand slipped lower,
under the lace, to caress the lips that were easily coaxed to part.
Kennedy gasped softly. She wiggled her ass a bit more. The tease
had his inner beast clawing to get out. He could feel his cock drop
down the length of his thigh. It pulsed with such a need to get in
her, he bit down on her shoulder to maintain.

“
Ow, Liam! Too rough!” She
elbowed him. He grunted and she spun on him, eyes flaming with
anger.

“
Sorry, babe.”

“
Don’t bite me, not yet,”
she smiled, softening. She eased up against him once more. Every
sweet curve of her body was pressed up against his chest and
pelvis. “You’ve been a bad boy and I’m hungry,” she whispered
against his lips. She pushed him off then walked back over to the
dinner on the coffee table.

Liam groaned, his erection a
throbbing muscle of iron in his pants. He wiped his hand down his
face and cursed. He could hear her laughing and chewing behind him.
He could feel the red heat to his cheeks and decided to play it off
by turning off the record player in favor of the radio. He found a
blues station with B.B. King howling with his guitar
Merry Christmas Baby
.

It was a worthy distraction. He willed his
dick to ease into a manageable state. He had to rub the fucker to
get it to behave.

“
Liam, come on. Stop
stalling. I know you’re hungry,” she teased.

“
You are going to pay for
that, Kay.” He grabbed the back of his head and twisted his torso
until the cramp in his lower back and dick melted. Finally in
control, he sauntered over and reclaimed his cool. Kennedy guzzled
down her beer. She wiped her soft, kissable lips with the back of
her hand. When he sat, she immediately began to feed him. He tried
not to look at her breasts that kept rising and falling with each
excited breath. He struggled and eventually caved, staring at them
for long pauses.

Through the rest of their dinner, he peeked
at every inch of her he could. The beer gave her the giggles and
she started talking about every and anything that popped in her
head. He nodded and answered a couple of times as if he were
listening. When she was satisfied that he had suffered enough
punishment over the bite to her shoulder, she eased up against him.
At first he played her off. That never worked long with Kennedy.
She pushed him back on the sofa and straddled him.

“
Do you want your Christmas
gift now?” Her face was so close their noses touched. He inhaled
the sweet and spicy on her breath. His eyes dropped to her lovely
breasts, hovering in their lace cups.

His cock twitched. She wanted to play. Games
with Kennedy could leave him with blue balls. Any other girl he’d
get frustrated, and push on. Somehow her teasing was the balance to
his roughness. They each gave and took what they needed.

“
Nah, I don’t want a
Christmas present unless….” He licked his lips. “Unless it’s the
dessert we talked about.”

“
You will want this
gift.”

“
Kay, fuck, stop with the
games. I want you….”

She eased her hand down his chest to the
buckle of his belt. Liam eyes went down the line of his chest. He
watched her slender fingers unbuckle, unzip, and release his cock.
She eased back down his thighs until she sat just below his knees.
The rounded head of his cock stood erect, angry over its neglect.
Her mouth descended, covered the tip, and wet heat slowly sheathed
him as she swallowed three inches.

“
Fuck!” Liam groaned. She
had never sucked him off. He had never wanted to push her. And
though her teeth scraped his shaft and her descent would abruptly
end when she tried to swallow, she was much better than he
imagined. Liam gripped the top of her head and shot his hips up
slowly. She found her groove and so did he. Liam’s eyes rolled into
his skull, his pelvis shuddered, and he began to pump the top three
inches of his cock in and out of the sweetest suction he’d ever
known.

“
Stop, Kay, stop…stop….” he
warned.

She lifted her face in time and his need to
explode rolled into a tight knot that sent painful spasms down his
shaft into his boys. She covered his mouth with her own and eased
his suffering. His hands roamed her curves. He grabbed both halves
of her ass and pressed her down on his groin while he ground his
hips up into her honeyed slit.

“
Condom?” she asked through
the kiss.

“
Jacket,” he
stammered.

Kennedy withdrew and he yanked her back down
hard. She shrieked then giggled as he flipped her on the sofa. “You
make me crazy, Kay.”

“
So…what are you going to do
about it?”

Liam smirked at her. “I’m better at this
game than you.” His gaze lowered as he did, his tongue tracing the
centerline of her tummy, dipping into her navel, and she moaned. He
pressed a kiss there. Smiling, he untied the pink strings to the
left and right sides of her hips, releasing her thin panty. When
his face lowered to her mound she parted her thighs for him. Liam
smiled at the slick, plump dark brown lips and the pink tender
center of her sex.

“
So beautiful….” Liam
whispered.

The first touch of his tongue on her pussy
sent a deep quiver through her. Her thighs vibrated in his hands.
Kennedy’s heady, tangy scent edged with spice left him
intoxicated.

“
Liam, kiss me there,
please,” she whimpered.

“
You wanted to tease me. Now
you want to make demands?”

“
Not anymore.” She thrust
her pussy up into his face. “Please…”

He punished her by tracing her slick
entrance with the tip of his tongue before taking a quick plunge,
then withdrawing. She groaned and he grinned, blowing over the
feverish heat of her desire, causing her to move her ass in slow
circles. He decided it might be best to slip on the condom now
before things got so far out of hand he didn’t want to. He tried to
pull away, but she countered by grabbing the back of his head and
smashing her sex against his lips. His sweetie would not be denied.
Still, she made him sit next to her and eat without touching. She
deserved her punishment. He gave her slit a long lick, then drew
away.

“
Ugh! Damn it,
Liam!”

He chuckled and rose to remove his T-shirt.
He found his jacket and dug out the box of condoms he had shoved
down deep in the pocket. When he looked back, she was doing away
with her bra. The sight of her full breasts, with the colored
blinking lights playing shadows and designs over her skin, was so
damn sexy. She got up and did away with the cushions to let out the
bed. Liam took the time to strip down his pants and boxers.
Standing there in his socks he watched her move around, putting on
the sheets and blanket that she’d gotten at some point. He almost
launched himself at her again when she turned her back to him.
Instead, he sheathed his cock then tossed three more packs to the
bed to be sure they were still in reach.

“
You know you could help me,
Liam,” she said, seeing the packs land on the sheet.

“
On the bed, Kay. Now,” he
rasped.

Kennedy crawled over the
freshly laid sheets and sprawled out for him. He was on her again,
kissing her, soft pliant lips until they swelled and grew even
softer. He pulled her under him. He would make love to her next,
nice and slow, but first he had to get in her. Connect with her,
possess her. She clawed at his back and he groaned as her nails
nearly broke skin. He looked down at her and he knew she wanted to
go there. She should know better than tease the beast.
She does know better
.

Without warning, he pushed forward, sinking
his cock into her tight heat. Her channel contracted all around
him, causing him to grunt loudly as pleasure split his spine. He
pulled out and thrust again, rocking against her body as he tried
desperately to hold back the tightening in his balls. He was on
overload, the pressure spiking in him with each push of his hips as
she thrust back. Liam forced her legs up, back and straight. Rising
on his knees, he pumped his cock in and out of her, fast and
furious. She gripped the sheets, thrashing, as he beat harder and
stronger. Liam dropped forward, pinning her legs to her chest as he
got in deep, long strokes. She scratched and clawed at his arms and
he slowed a bit. But his mind and body were one organ now,
throttling her sex for dear life.

“
Oh God, Liam, puhlease,”
she panted. He let one leg down, then the other, but kept moving in
and out of her. She clung to him and moved beneath him with so much
rhythm, the urgent need to dominate her was calmed. He could relax
enough to love her with his kisses and pamper her pussy with soft
strokes. Kennedy shook and shouted out her cries of pleasure as she
climaxed. It would be a long time before he joined her. He
withdrew, flipped her, and grabbed her by the back of her neck. Her
braids fell over both sides of her shoulders to the front of her
chest and he helped her to her hands and knees.

“
Do me Liam. Do me
harder.”

“
Say it. Say the words,” he
grunted.

She resisted. He knew she didn’t like to
curse, but damn it he loved it when she did.