“Can I pour you another glass of wine?” he asked considerately, aware that I had just finished my drink a few moments before.

“Thanks,” I nodded, pushing the goblet towards him.

I watched him intently as he poured my wine; the way he moved, the way his lips turned up into a grin when he spoke, the way his eyes burned into my own…  It was as if I had never actually looked at him before.  But now that I had I didn’t want to stop.

We finished dinner and decided to walk the six blocks to the theatre.  The night was cool and Liam put his arm over my shoulders.  Goosebumps rose up on my legs and the back of my neck, and I wasn’t sure if it was the chill of the air, or the heat of his touch that had triggered them.  I sighed contently, wrapping my arm around his waist as we made our way down the quiet streets.

As we settled into the near-empty theater, my mind couldn’t seem to focus on anything but the electrical charge between the two of us.  Part of me condemned the thoughts that had been building within me, but Liam’s voice kept playing through my head, reminding me that I deserved to be happy for once.

I yawned silently, trying to focus on the screen.

“Tired?” he whispered softly.

“A little.”

Liam shifted in his seat, bringing his hand to rest next to mine.  I could almost feel the passionate vibrations his skin was letting off.  I held my breath, watching him through the corner of my eye as one slow, brave stroke of his finger released every bit of built up tension between us.

I released the breath I had been holding and let my own fingers respond to his touch.  I slowly traced my nails along the palm of his hand and heard a deep, low moan escape from his lips.  Our hands spoke for our entire bodies, stroking and massaging each other, building to an intense crescendo.  Liam’s face leaned in close to mine and our lips slowly came together in an earth-shattering kiss.

Every cell in my body responded to his touch and a wave of heat radiated from the sweet place between my thighs.  My entire body quivered as he ran his hand firmly up my thigh, pushing my short skirt up towards my hip.

His eyes burned hard into mine, his fingers just millimeters from my sex.  I bit my lip, thrusting my hips erotically into his hand, encouraging him to explore the one place on my body that was utterly sacred.  With a deep breath and a powerful scoop of his fingers Liam tugged my panties aside, sinking his fingers hard and fast into my aching sex.  I gasped a little too loudly. A woman three rows ahead glanced back in our direction.  I stared towards the screen as if nothing had happened, all the while desperately gripping the flimsy plastic armrests as Liam worked his fingers hard and deep in my sex.

My body was on fire, a deep need being met with sensual pleasure as he fingered me.  I steadied myself and closed my eyes.  A blistering orgasm was imminent now, and my entire body was on edge.  ‘Daddy is going to make you cum,’ I whimpered to myself, the thought finally sending me over the precipice.  My entire body shook violently as my insides contracted hard around him.

“Mm-mm,” a low growl seeped from his lips as he felt my wet release.

I panted softly, still in shock that I had just cum, and even more so because Liam was responsible.

We didn’t speak another word, neither on the walk back to the car nor on the drive home.  How we had ever let things go this far was difficult to comprehend, but one thing I knew was that I didn’t regret it.

After pulling into the garage Liam came around to my door and opened it, helping me out of the car.  I stood up, our gazes meeting for the first time since the theater.  I squirmed under his intense examination.

“I never meant for things to go this far,” he said softly.

I felt my knees growing weak as I waited for him to finish his thoughts.  I never meant for things to go this far either, but now that they had I didn’t want to go back to the way things were before.

Liam traced his fingers down my cheek, pausing as his finger rested on my bottom lip.  “You are absolutely breathtaking, Lily.”

I stepped forward and into his arms, wrapping myself up in his protective, strong embrace.

“I want you,” I breathed.

Liam leaned down and kissed me softly, scooping me up by my thighs carrying me effortlessly up the steps and into the house.  He turned towards his bedroom and my body tensed.

“Not there,” I told him.

“Your room then?” I nodded.  He turned, carrying me down the hallway in the opposite direction.

He pushed open the door with haste, pressing me down onto the plush fabric of my bed as his tongue explored the curves on my neck, chest, and breasts.  I whimpered as he gripped my dress and forcefully pulled it up over my hips.

“Oh, god,” he moaned when he saw my tiny lace panties and thigh-high stockings.  Dropping to his knees Liam traced his tongue slowly up my thigh, unlatching my stockings and slowly rolling them down.  My body trembled as his tongue explored the sensitive flesh at the top of my thighs.  His thumbs guided my hips up, then very, very slowly and sensually he slid my panties off.  I could feel my pulse pounding into my clit as he exposed my secret place.  His fingertips slowly traced back up my calves, coming to my knees, where he then spread my legs wide as his lips encircled my desperate clit.

I gasped loudly, my entire body shamelessly grinding against his steamy kisses.  His hands traced up my waist and pushed my dress to my shoulders, exposing my ample breasts to his fingertips.  He gripped my breasts hungrily and rolled my hard nipples between his fingers.  His touch was like fire, igniting my entire body, causing me to scream for more. I lifted myself onto my elbows and pulled the dress the dress off, baring my naked body before him.

“I want you, Liam.  I want you to fuck me now,” I begged.

He stood up and loosened his tie as I helped him unbutton his dress shirt.  I slowly pushed the smooth fabric back over his shoulders, exposing his firm chest and stomach.  I leaned forward and kissed his firm abs as my fingers traced his obliques and along the hem of his waist.  I worked the button of his pants free, unzipping them and letting them fall to his ankles as my tongue slid along the edge of his waistband

Liam moaned a guttural sound as I pulled his briefs slowly down, my tongue following their progress.  I continued south until I found the tip of his swollen, throbbing cock.  Pausing there I licked my lips, and then slowly took him into my warm, wet mouth.

I could feel his body growing tense as I teased him.  His fingers worked their way into my hair and his hips began to flex rhythmically.  I could feel his cock pressing deeper now, threatening to make me gag as its wide girth gaped and prodded me.

“Fuck, Lily, I want to hear you scream,” he groaned, pushing my shoulders back and spreading me out on the bed.

He pulled my hips hard to his, lining up his thick cock with my tight little pink slit.  I held my breath and closed my eyes.  Daddy was so big, so rock hard and so forceful; I wanted to feel every inch of him without any distraction.

With a powerful thrust Liam’s throbbing cock drove to the depths of my insides.

“Oooh!” I screamed as the force of his thrust pushed the air right out of my lungs.

My insides were hot and electricity seemed to radiate in every direction outwardly from deep within my belly.  Liam held my hips hard against him, using his hands to grind my hips erotically against him.  I could feel my clit come alive as it stretched to accommodate his massive cock.

Slowly Liam withdrew himself and started in on a slow rhythmic flow, our hips meeting in ecstasy with each delicious plunge.  My tits bounced in circles as our bodies flexed and moved.  He traced the edge of my tit as he stared down with a grin, admiring my body as it flowed with his.