Chapter 338: Pizza Delivery Guy 2

Liam let out a low, quiet giggle, his chest vibrating against her back as the heavy wooden door clicked shut.

Miss Kelly stood completely silent in front of him, her cheeks burning a deep, bright crimson.

She turned around abruptly, her small fist coming up to land a light, harmless punch right on his bare chest.

"Why on earth did you do that?!" she squeaked out, her voice a mix of utter embarrassment and breathless disbelief. "He was looking right at me!"

Liam looked down at her flushed face, a dark, confident smirk spreading across his lips. "Because I knew you’d like it."

"I did not!" she protested, crossing her arms over the oversized shirt to cover her chest.

Liam didn’t bother arguing with words. He reached down, his fingers slipping smoothly under the hem of his black t-shirt, bypassing her lace underwear, and slid two fingers directly into her wet core.

"Ahnnn!"

Miss Kelly’s back arched instantly, her knees going weak as a loud, helpless moan tore from her throat.

Her body shuddered against his hand, hot, slick moisture coating his fingers in a single second.

Liam leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as his fingers stroked inside her. "That isn’t what this place is saying, Kelly. You’re dripping like a fountain."

"That’s... that’s not true," she whimpered, her hands flying down to grab his wrist, trying weakly to pull his hand away while her hips involuntarily pushed back into his touch. "I stopped that habit a long time ago..."

"Your body says otherwise," Liam purred into her neck, his fingers curling slightly inside her wet heat, feeling the intense, rapid pulse of her inner walls clutching at him.

Miss Kelly rested her forehead against his shoulder, letting out long, trembling gasps of air as he kept up a slow, agonizingly pleasurable rhythm right there in the entryway.

The slick sound of his fingers sliding against her swollen flesh filled the quiet corridor.

She bit her lower lip so hard it turned white, her small toes curling tight against the hardwood floor. Every small curl of his knuckles sent a fresh jolt of electricity straight to her brain, her breath hitching with every stroke.

"Liam... stop," she breathed out, her knuckles turning white where she was holding his wrist. "I’m still so sensitive from earlier... every touch feels like too much..."

Liam pulled his wet fingers out with a soft sound, lifting his hand to wipe the slick sheen against her thigh before sliding his arms around her waist, pulling her chest flush against his.

"In that case," Liam murmured, looking down into her heavy, glossy blue eyes, "let’s just enjoy ourselves even more."

Miss Kelly looked up at him, her lips parting in a soft sigh before she surrendered completely, rising up on her tiptoes to press her mouth against his. "Okay..."

They didn’t make it back to the living room right away. Liam lifted her up right there in the hallway, her bare legs wrapping tightly around his waist while her back pressed flat against the cool wall.

Miss Kelly let out a sharp gasp as her arms locked around his neck, her fingers tangling into his hair.

Liam reached between them, aligning his rock-hard length at her entrance. With a single, heavy drive of his hips, he drove back into her wet heat, burying himself flush to the hilt.

"AANNHHH!"

Miss Kelly’s head whipped back, slamming lightly against the drywall as her body stretched wide to accommodate him.

Her chest heaved under the cotton shirt, the thin fabric stretching taut over her hardened nipples as Liam held her pinned against the wall.

He established a heavy, vertical rhythm, lifting her slightly before slamming her down onto his shaft with unrelenting force.

"Oh god... Liam!" she whimpered into his ear, her throat vibrating against his neck. "Right there... don’t stop!"

The wet, loud slapping of skin on skin echoed down the entryway, mixed with her breathless, broken moans.

Liam’s grip on her bare thighs was ironclad, holding her full weight effortlessly while his hips drove upward again and again, hitting the exact swollen spot inside her core that made her whole body shiver.

When her arms began to tremble from holding on, Liam carried her down the hall toward the long leather couch, lowering her onto all fours.

Miss Kelly’s head rested flat against the dark leather cushions, her bare ass lifted high in the air while the oversized shirt bunched up over her lower back.

Her blonde ponytail had completely fallen apart, long, silky strands spilling wild across her face and shoulders.

Liam stepped up behind her, grabbing her rounded hips in his broad hands, and guided his shaft right back inside her from behind.

"Mmph!" Miss Kelly gasped out, her elbows giving way for a second as he filled her in a fast doggy style position.

The angle was ridiculously deep.

Every time Liam slammed his hips against her plush ass cheeks, a loud, heavy thud echoed through the living room.

Miss Kelly’s fingers dug into the leather cushions, her hips instinctively pushing back to meet his drives, her mouth open in a continuous, silent moan as he pounded into her wet heat with cold, calculated precision.

"Look back at me, Kelly," Liam growled low, his voice authoritative.

She turned her head over her shoulder, her blue eyes dark, wide, and glossy with total pleasure. Her face was flushed dark red, a thin sheen of sweat glistening on her collarbones.

Liam reached forward, catching her left breast under the loose shirt, squeezing the soft flesh firmly while his lower body maintained that brutal, steady cadence.

"You’re... you’re going to break me..." she whimpered, her voice cracking as the sheer intensity of the friction pushed her close to the brink all over again.

"You can take it," Liam replied smoothly, accelerating the pace until her body was bouncing rhythmically on the couch.

Her internal muscles suddenly clamped down around his shaft in a series of violent, crushing spasms.

Miss Kelly let out a high-pitched, breathless shriek, her toes curling tight as her body shattered into another intense climax.

Before she could even collapse, Liam pulled her back up into an upright position, sitting down on the center cushion of the sofa and pulling her onto his lap facing him.

Miss Kelly didn’t hesitate.

She took control in a riding cowgirl position, straddling his thighs and aligning his stiff length before slowly lowering her hips, letting him sink deep into her once more.

She rested her hands flat against his broad chest, her head tilting back as she began to raise and lower her body over his shaft.

"Ahn... ahn... ahn..." she gasped, her heavy breasts bouncing under the black shirt as she dictated the speed. She rolled her hips in a tight, grinding motion at the bottom of every stroke, maximizing the friction against her sensitive core.

Liam rested his hands on her waist, watching her flushed face and trembling lips as she rode him.

The sight of his teacher completely unraveled on top of him, taking every inch of him of her own accord, sent a dark, hot surge straight to his gut.

"Faster, Kelly," Liam ordered softly.

She bit her lower lip, nodding weakly, and increased the rhythm.

Her hips worked up and down in a fast, wet motion, the room filled with the sound of her gasps and their breathing. Liam reached up, gripping her waist tightly, and began thrusting upward from below to match her downward drive.

The combined force pushed both of them over the edge. Liam drove upward one final, deep time, pinning her flush against his lap as a guttural growl tore from his throat. His shaft pulsed heavily deep inside her, flooding her core with his hot release.

Miss Kelly let out a long, shuddering moan, collapsing forward onto his chest, her heart hammering wildly against his ribs as she rode out the final ripples of her own release.

By the time they finally settled, the large red pizza box was sitting on the glass coffee table, filling the living room with the rich, warm scent of baked dough, melted cheese, and tomato sauce.

They sat together on the soft floor rug, leaning back against the front of the couch cushions with a thin fleece blanket draped loosely over their bare legs.

Miss Kelly held a warm slice of extra cheese pizza in her hands, taking a small, satisfied bite while her head rested comfortably against Liam’s shoulder.

Liam finished off his second slice, wiping his hands on a paper napkin before turning his head to look down at her.

Her blonde hair was a soft, tangled halo around her face, her skin glowing with a deep, peaceful flush under the warm apartment lighting.

"Hey," Liam said, his voice quiet, deep, and completely relaxed in the quiet room. "Are you busy for the rest of the day?"

Miss Kelly blinked, looking up at him with a piece of crust halfway to her mouth, her blue eyes curious. "No... why?"

"Go have some fun with me today," Liam said with a smooth, confident smirk, leaning down to press a soft, lingering kiss to her temple. "There’s still plenty of time left before the sun goes down. That’s if you’re not too exhausted to move."

A bright, beautiful smile spread across Miss Kelly’s face, her blue eyes sparkling as she set her pizza crust down on the paper plate and leaned tightly into his side.

"I’m definitely in," she whispered.