LiamIn the kitchen I slip off my jacket and open the wine fridge. A sauvignon blanc would be a good icebreaker. Pulling out a serviceable Pouilly-Fumé, I watch Aria peer through the balcony doors at the view. When she turns and walks toward the kitchen I ask if she'd be happy with the wine I've selected."I know nothing about wine, Liam. I'm sure it will be fine." She sounds subdued.Shit. This isn't going well. Is she overwhelmed? Is that it?I pour two glasses and walk to where she stands in the middle of my living room, looking every bit the sacrificial lamb. Gone is the disarming woman. She looks lost.Like me..."Here." I hand her the glass, and she immediately takes a sip, closing her eyes in obvious appreciation of the wine. When she lowers the glass her lips are moist.Good choice, Liam."It's a very big place you have here," she says, her voice timid."Big?""Big.""It's big." There's no arguing with that; it is more than ten thousand square feet."Do you play?" She looks at
ArianaInside Liam's bedroom, he places me down so that I can stand on my feet. I swallow hard as I look around the room. The ceiling height windows look out on a lit up city outside. The view is breathtaking.The walls are white, and the furnishings are pale blue. The enormous bed is ultra-modern, made of rough, grey wood, like driftwood, four posts, but no canopy. On the wall above it is a stunning painting of the sea.I am quaking like a leaf. This is it! I am finally going to do this, after all these years of reservation and I have never felt any more confident and ready.My breath is shallow, and I can't take my eyes off him. He is heart-stoppingly beautiful. His dark hair is a mess, his shirt hanging out - his gray eyes bold and dazzling. He steps out of his Converse shoes and reaches down and takes his socks off individually. He looks like he is the very man I was saving all this for. I want him so bad! I am dripping wet down there!He strolls slowly toward me. Confident, sexy,
LiamWhen I open my eyes I'm panting, trying to catch my breath, and we're forehead to forehead and she's staring up at me.Fuck. I'm undone.I plant a swift kiss on her forehead and pull out of her and lie down beside her.She winces as I withdraw, but other than that she looks okay."Did I hurt you?" I ask, and I tuck her hair behind her ear, because I don't want to stop touching her. She beams at me with an indulgent smile shakes her head.Good! I know I was a little bit rough on her, regards of the fact that it was he first time. Whoa! A virgin! I can't believe I just fucked a virgin!Aria stretches out besides me, testing her body and teasing me with an amused but sated expression. She peers up at me. "I'd like to do that again," she says with a shy giggle.What?Again?Already?I can't hide my surprise. I am impressed by how steady she is. My cock stirs in carnal appreciation."Would you now, Miss Manroe?" I kiss the corner of her mouth. "Demanding little thing, aren't you? Turn
ArianaWhen I open my eyes, the sun is shining bright outside. Through the glass window, beams of light gush through the curtains. It's not everyday that I wake up in such cozy beds. I stretch and turn lazily, a strange tingling feeling between my legs. I feel sore, but in a good way when I remember everything that happened last night. How bold of me to lose my virginity and even ask for more? I a shy grin creeps across myself and I immediately cover myself with the bedsheets. Mmm... They smell of Liam. So sexy, I want to inhale his scent all my life.I lower the bedsheets from my face and look around the room. Now I have a clearer view of the place than last night. Wow! Such a spectacular place! The room is so big, and gorgeous! The ceiling, the walls, the window... everything is just exceptional, like Liam. Speaking of Liam, where is he?Did he sleep in with me last night? This is his bedroom, he couldn't have slept out of it, or could he? At some point in the night, I felt his body
LiamAfter a refreshing shower with the delectable Miss Manroe, I finally head down stairs for breakfast. The table is already set and the food has been covered to keep it warm. Very thoughtful! I also had no idea I was going to spend that much time in the bedroom. All for good reasons... The huge grin on my face tells it all. I have been grinning a lot this weekend. It was such an enjoyable night, and morning. Aria really knows how to amaze me.She heads down the stairs, the black dress hugging her curves perfectly. I make a mental note to give Cassandra credit for the good choice of clothes. Perhaps she could select for me other clothes for Aria. Am I overshooting on this? Just because she accepted to come over to my house and spend the night with me doesn't mean that she will always accept. This is so alien to me. I have never brought a woman into my house. I am always alone in my house, I hardly ever come here. Actually, my hotel room is more of a home to me because I spend there
ArianaI am back home, infront of my apartment. To tell the truth, I don't even want to go inside. I have enjoyed myself too much while I was with Liam, and now I don't think I am ready to face my reality. I understand he has work todo I don't want to stick to him, though he offered to stay with me and give his work to his staff. I don't feel comfortable coming between him and his work, besides, I also have a job to take care of.Liam stands behind me as I fetch my key and open my apartment. Home sweet home. I mutter to myself and open the door."Your place looks to be more ghostly than mine," Liam says from behind me."It sure is. It has been like this ever since Liza moved out to live with Mark," I say."Your roommate?" he inquires."Former roommate. Yes. She's my friend," I respond."Friend, huh? I have some very unpleasant knowledge about your friends," he says, folding his hands infront of his chest and studying me like I am a child."She's not like that," I try to defend her bu
LiamIt's Tuesday evening and I am sitting in a chair infront of my desk in my hotel. I am going through my plans for the evening. The past few days have gone on pretty quickly. Aria has been on my mind during the time but I have tried not to get destructed by burying myself in work.I finish my work for the day and take a sip of the fine Sancerre, delivered from room service by the woman with dark, dark eyes. Trawling through my e-mails and answering where required has been a welcome distraction from thoughts of Aria. And now I'm pleasantly tired. Is it the five hours of work? Memories of the delectable Miss Manroe invade my mind: in my jet, in my house, in my bed, in my bath. And to think it all started here in this hotel, makes it unbelievable. It hasn't been long but the pretty blonde has really taken over my thoughts. The way she smiles, the way she giggles and the way she throws back her head as she comes moaning my name is all captivating. She is different from all the other wo
Ariana In Liam's suite, I look around, amazed by how this place can look so simple yet expensive. The farmiliar feeling of being in here calms me down as I enter the living room with Liam behind me. "Would you like anything?" he asks. "Yes," I respond, a coy smile spreading on my lips. He said he wanted me to come and tour his suite but there is something else I would rather do. Something that I have been craving for the last three days. "What can I get you?" he asks. "You. I want you. That's what I came here for," I say, blankly looking into his eyes. I don't know where that confidence comes from but I am definitely in need of him. His handsome face frowns in confusion, and mild shock, I can't tell because an evil smirk then spreads across his face. "Very, very bold Miss Manroe. I guess you really know what you want. You aren't playing games, are you?" he smirks at me and grabs my waist. I don't even know what to say, I just want him inside me. I can't help it. I pull my lip b