Chapter 336: Next Round

After getting to Miss Kelly’s apartment, the elevator ride back up to her floor felt brief, the digital floor indicator ticking silently up to her level.

Liam stepped out onto the plush hallway carpet and walked straight down to Miss Kelly’s door, knocking three firm times.

The door swung open instantly, as if she had been standing on the other side waiting for his footfalls.

Miss Kelly looked up at him, her face tight with anxiety, her fingers clutching the hem of her loose singlet. "Liam! What happened? How did it go? Did she... did she say she was going to the board?"

Liam stepped inside, letting the door click shut behind him. He took in her pale, stressed expression before offering a calm, reassuring smirk.

"She promised she won’t say a single word," Liam said smoothly, walking past her into the living room. "She told me she loves you way too much as a teacher to ever get you into trouble."

He deliberately left out every single detail about Rachel’s spiteful ultimatum, the contract, and the month of servitude he had just agreed to on her behalf.

A massive, shuddering breath escaped Miss Kelly’s lips. "Phew..." She pressed both hands over her face, her shoulders visibly dropping as the overwhelming weight of panic melted away. "Oh, thank god... thank god. I thought my whole life was over."

She lowered her hands, looking up at him through her lashes.

The sheer relief flooding through her system brought the color rushing back to her cheeks, her blue eyes shining with a sudden, warm intensity.

She stepped closer to him, her thin cotton singlet swaying, revealing the hardened pink peaks of her nipples pressing against the fabric.

"So..." she whispered, a subtle, teasing tilt touching the corner of her lips. "Where were we before we were so rudely interrupted?"

Liam chuckled softly, looking her up and down with an amused eyebrow raised. "Look at you. You were practically crying in terror five minutes ago, and now you’re back to being naughty Kelly in seconds?"

Miss Kelly let out a light, breathless laugh, closing the distance between them until her chest was nearly brushing his. "Honestly? I was always going to do this with you today, no matter what happened with Rachel."

Liam reached out, his hands settling firmly on the sides of her waist, his thumbs rubbing small circles into her skin through her short denim shorts. "You do realize if she had reported you, you would have lost your job instantly, right?"

Miss Kelly rested her hands against his chest, feeling the steady thud of his heart. "Then I would have just looked for another one," she said, her voice dropping into a soft, sultry purr.

Liam’s smile widened, his eyes darkening as he leaned down closer to her ear. "Right. So you’d finally go become a pole dancer like you said you wanted to?"

Miss Kelly gasped softly, a deep blush coating her neck as she looked up at him in teasing surprise. "You still remember that?"

"I never forget anything you tell me," Liam murmured, his voice low and magnetic.

He pulled her body flush against his, locking his arms behind her waist.

Miss Kelly gasped as her chest flattened against his, her hands shooting up to tangle into his dark hair. Liam didn’t give her another second to speak.

He tilted her head back and brought his lips down onto hers in a deep, wet, completely uncompromising kiss.

"Mmmmph..."

Miss Kelly melted against him instantly, her mouth opening to welcome his tongue as she let out a needy, breathless moan into his throat.

Liam slid one hand down her back, taking a full, broad grip of her right ass cheek over her denim shorts, squeezing the plush flesh firmly and pulling her hips right into his growing hardness.

Without breaking the kiss, Liam walked her backward through the living room until the backs of her knees hit the cushion of her long leather couch.

He guided her down, landing on top of her as they tumbled onto the soft cushions together.

The initial restraint from earlier was completely gone.

Liam sat up on his knees between her thighs, his eyes locked on hers as he reached for the hem of his dark shirt, pulling it over his head in one smooth motion and tossing it onto the floor.

Miss Kelly’s eyes ran hungrily over his broad chest and lean, defined abs, her tongue darting out to wet her dry lips.

"My turn," she whispered, her hands shaking slightly with anticipation as she reached down, grabbed the hem of her loose grey singlet, and pulled it up over her head.

Her heavy, pale breasts spilled out into the ambient light of the room, completely unencumbered by a bra.

Her pink nipples were tight and fully erect from the cool air, trembling slightly as her chest rose and fell with heavy, shallow breaths.

Liam reached down, unbuttoning her short denim shorts and sliding them down her smooth, slender legs along with her thin lace panties, casting them aside onto the rug.

He unfastened his jeans, freeing his heavy, fully engorged shaft.

Miss Kelly stared down at the sheer length of him, her breath hitching in her throat as a wave of heat pooled low in her stomach. "Liam... you’re... you’re huge..."

Liam didn’t answer with words. He gripped her hips, spreading her knees wide, and aligned his thick tip right at her wet, aching entrance.

Slowly, deliberately, he sank into her.

"AANNHHH!"

Miss Kelly’s back arched high off the couch cushions, her hands scrambling for purchase, her fingers digging desperately into his shoulders as her body stretched to take every inch of him.

A long, shuddering moan escaped her parted lips, her head rolling back against the leather headrest as he filled her completely.

"Oh god... Liam... yes..." she whimpered, her inner walls clamping down around his shaft in a tight, velvet vice.

Liam didn’t rush.

He established a heavy, rhythmic pace, pulling back until his tip almost cleared her entrance before driving back in with a solid, wet impact that made her breasts bounce heavily against her chest.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Miss Kelly gasped with every relentless stroke, her blonde ponytail coming loose as her hair spread wild across the leather cushions.

Her legs wrapped tight around his waist, her ankles locking behind his back to pull him as deep inside her as physically possible.

"You like this, Kelly?" Liam growled low in her ear, his hand coming up to cup her right breast, his thumb rolling firmly over her sensitive nipple while his hips maintained that punishing, unyielding drive.

"I love it! I love it so much!" she cried out, her voice breaking into breathless whimpers as the friction inside her core built into a roaring fire. "Harder, Liam! Don’t hold back!"

Liam took her at her word.

He adjusted his grip on her hips, lifting her slightly to change the angle, and began pounding into her with raw, unfiltered power.

The slick, rhythmic slapping of skin against skin filled the quiet living room, drowned out only by the ragged, continuous sound of her moans echoing off the walls.

"Liam! I’m... I’m going to—" Miss Kelly gasped, her body growing completely rigid beneath him, her toes curling tight.

"Cum for me, Kelly," Liam commanded, his pace turning fast and furious, slamming flush against her hips.

Miss Kelly shattered. A high, breathless shriek tore from her throat as her climax hit her like a tidal wave.

Her internal muscles spasmed violently around his shaft, milking him with intense, rhythmic pulses that drove Liam straight over his own edge.

Liam let out a low, guttural growl, burying his face in the crook of her neck as he delivered three final, heavy thrusts, planting himself flush against her and holding her pinned.

His entire body locked up as his release hit, spilling his hot, heavy seed deep inside her wet, pulsing core.

Miss Kelly held onto his back for dear life, shivering uncontrollably as she felt the surges of his climax filling her completely.

For a long time, the only sound in the apartment was the heavy, synchronized sound of their chest rising and falling as they lay entangled on the couch, completely spent.

Liam slowly eased back, resting his forehead against hers, a dark, satisfied smile playing on his lips as Miss Kelly lay beneath him, eyes half-lidded, breathing heavily, completely wrecked in the best possible way.

Her blonde hair spilled over her bare shoulders, a few stray strands sticking to the sweat on her chest.

She looked up at him through her lashes, her eyes dark and heavy, before taking his length into her small hands.

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She leaned forward and brought her lips to his tip, taking him straight into her mouth to gently suck him and clean him off.

Her warm, wet tongue swirled around his head, licking away every drop with meticulous, rhythmic strokes.

The warm suction of her mouth and the steady motion of her head bobbing down his shaft immediately sent a fresh wave of heat straight to Liam’s gut.

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Before she could even finish cleaning him up, his shaft expanded right inside her mouth, stiffening into a thick, rock-hard erection that pressed against the roof of her throat.

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Miss Kelly’s eyes went wide around his length, a muffled gasp vibrating against his skin as she felt him fully harden back up in her mouth.

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She slowly pulled back, letting his rigid tip pop free from her wet lips with a soft sound.

She wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, looking up at him from the floor with a wicked, breathless smirk.

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"Round two," she purred.