I came with a silent scream, back bowing off the mattress, pussy pulsing around his fingers while he licked me through every wave. He didn't stop until I was twitching and oversensitive, then he kissed my inner thigh softly before climbing back up my body.
His mouth was shiny with me when he kissed me deep, letting me taste myself on his tongue. "Good girl," he praised against my lips. "Now I'm gonna fuck you. Been waiting too long to be gentle."
He shoved his basketball shorts down. His cock sprang free thick, heavy, the head already glistening with pre-cum. It slapped against my stomach, hot and huge, and my eyes widened. Jesus. He's bigger than anything I've ever imagined.
Liam gripped the base and rubbed the fat head up and down my soaked slit, coating himself in my slick. "Look at that," he murmured. "Your pretty pussy is kissing the tip already. So fucking eager."
He notched the head at my entrance and started to push.
I felt the stretch immediately burning, delicious pressure. He only got the head in before he froze, eyes snapping to mine.
"Fuck, Emma… you're so tight." His jaw clenched, breathing ragged. "Baby, have you done this before? With anyone?"
Heat flooded my face. I looked away, suddenly shy even with his cock half an inch inside me. "It's… my first time," I whispered.
Liam went completely still. For a second I thought he might pull out, but then his eyes darkened with something raw and possessive. "Your first?" he repeated, voice hoarse. "No one's ever been inside this perfect little cunt?" He leaned down and kissed me slow and deep, like he was savoring the moment. "Jesus Christ, Emma. I'm gonna be the first one to ruin you. The only one."
He rocked his hips forward another inch, letting me adjust. The stretch was intense my walls fluttering around the thick intrusion, trying to take him. "Breathe, baby. Relax for me. I've got you."
I exhaled shakily, nails digging into his shoulders. "It's so big," I whimpered. "Liam, I don't know if"
"You can," he promised, voice low and filthy. "This pussy was made for me. Look how wet you still are dripping all over my cock even though it hurts a little. That's how bad you want it."
He pushed deeper, slow and steady, until he bottomed out with a groan that vibrated through both of us. I was so full I could barely breathe. The head of his cock kissed my cervix, every ridge and vein dragging against my sensitive walls. He stayed there, buried to the hilt, letting me feel every inch.
"Fuck, you're squeezing me so goddamn tight," he gritted out. "Like a virgin should. My perfect little virgin. Gonna fuck you so good you'll never want anyone else."
He started moving long, deep strokes that dragged almost all the way out before slamming back in. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room, mixed with my broken moans and his dirty praise.
"Listen to that," he growled, one hand sliding down to rub tight circles on my clit while he fucked me. "Hear how soaked your pussy is for me? Jake's right upstairs and his little sister is getting her cunt wrecked by his best friend. You gonna come again for me, Emma? Gonna milk my cock while you try not to scream?"
I nodded frantically, legs locking around his waist. Every thrust hit that perfect spot inside me. The pressure built fast higher, tighter until I shattered again, pussy clamping down around him so hard his rhythm stuttered.
"Fuck yes come on my dick, baby," he snarled, pounding harder. "That's it. Soak me. Good fucking girl."
He didn't stop. He flipped us so I was on top, hands gripping my hips as he guided me to ride him. "Show me how bad you've wanted this since you were a kid," he ordered. "Bounce on my cock like the dirty little slut you've always been for me."
I did. I rode him hard, tits bouncing under my tank top, his hands everywhere pinching my nipples, slapping my ass, rubbing my clit until I came a third time, sobbing his name.
Only then did he flip us back, pinning me down and driving into me with punishing strokes. "Gonna fill this virgin pussy up," he panted. "You want that? Want me to come so deep you'll feel it for days?"
"Yes please Liam"
He buried himself to the hilt and came with a guttural groan, cock pulsing as he flooded me with hot, thick ropes of cum. I felt every spurt, my walls still fluttering around him, milking him dry.
We stayed locked together, breathing hard, his forehead pressed to mine. His hand stroked my hair almost tenderly.
"Six years," he murmured. "Worth every fucking second."
Down the hall, the shower shut off. Jake's footsteps creaked on the stairs.
Liam smirked against my lips. "Better get dressed, baby. But we're not done. Not by a long shot."