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I
felt her wiggle against me, and her eyes met mine. “Oh, I can think of
something,” she said, her beautiful mouth turning up into a sinful grin.

I
smiled at her. “You are insatiable, you know that? I think I’ve unleashed a
tiger.”

“You
have no idea,” she giggled and in one swift movement she was on top of me,
straddling my thighs. God, she was so fucking beautiful. Her fiery red curls
fell in cascades around her shoulders and lightly covered her perfect breasts.
My fingers reached out and traced the beautiful sparrow tattoo on her left hip
bone. She shivered at my touch. My other hand roamed up her stomach and gently
grasped her breast, and she tossed her head back, moaning. I sat up and took
one of her perfect, pink nipples into my mouth and rolled my tongue around it
the way Rory seemed to like. “Ah, Liam,” she whispered.

Hearing
her moan my name made my dick stand at complete attention, and she shoved me
slightly so I was lying on my back. I had to hold on with everything I had not
to come right then when she took control and put a condom on me, then grabbed
my cock and slowly lowered herself onto me. I placed both my hands on her hips
and leaned my head back into the pillow as she moved herself back and forth,
grinding on my dick, and I relished in the pure pleasure of it. Even though it
felt fucking amazing being inside her while she was writhing on top of me, I
had a need to take control, so I sat up and wrapped my arms around her body and
rolled us over. While she was sprawled out on her back, I pulled out of her and
she stared at me, stunned. “Babe, what the hell?” she asked, panting and wild
eyed. “Come on, what are you doing?”

I
loved the look on her face in that moment…it was carnal, wanton, full of
desire. “Tell me,” I demanded.

“Tell
you what?” she pleaded, and her hands were clawing at my back, trying to pull
me back inside her. “Come on, Liam, please.”

I
teased her by slightly resting the head of my dick right at her hot entrance. At
that moment, I wanted to hear her plead and beg for me to fill her, to do what
she wanted me to do. “Tell me what you want, baby,” I groaned, my eyes locked
with hers.

Her
eyes flashed like they had earlier, but this time with the slightest hint of
green. That color obviously meant she was horny as hell. Understanding what I wanted
to hear, she sat up and point blank said, “Fuck me, Liam. Hard.”

My
mouth crushed onto hers, and soon her tongue was in my mouth and we got lost in
the taste of each other. I broke the kiss and gently pushed her on her back and
then growled, “Turn over.”

She
instantly complied, and I pulled her hips up so she was on all fours. She
turned her head to look back at me, and her gorgeous hair flowed across her
bare back. “Please, babe, I want you,” she begged. “Don’t hold back.” Her words
were my undoing and I positioned myself at her entrance and with no warning I
slammed into her, making her scream in pleasure. “Ah! Oh my God!” she yelled,
rocking her hips.

“Fuck!
God, baby, you feel so fucking good,” I groaned through gritted teeth. I pulled
back almost completely out and then slammed into her again. This time, I didn’t
stop and I repeated my thrusts as I continued my sensual torture of Rory. The
noises she was making were unlike anything I’d heard from her so far…she truly
was an animal out of her cage. Thankfully, I felt her start to clench around my
hardness and she was close to an orgasm. I reached my hand down to her clit and
moved my fingers around, and that sent her into a full blown orgasm. She
screamed out in ecstasy, twisting the sheets in her hands. Three more strong
thrusts and I followed her over the edge into orgasmic bliss.

“You
know, we are going to need to get out of bed at some point and eat,” I said,
hearing Rory’s stomach grumbling.

“I
can’t move,” she moaned sleepily against my chest. “God, that was amazing,
Liam.”

I
grinned and kissed her head. “No,
you
are amazing. But I am serious,” I
said, swatting her perfect ass. “We need to eat.”

“Aw,
come on, don’t make me move,” she whined, playfully. “I think you fucked all
the energy out of me.”

I
barked out a laugh. “Well, I will fuck you like that anytime, baby, but I’m serious
right now. I know you haven’t eaten anything since breakfast this morning, and
it’s now seven o’clock.”

“You’re
not wanting to go out, are you?” she asked me. “Because, honestly, Liam, I
don’t know if I will be able to move at this point, let alone get dressed up
and go to a restaurant. I literally feel like I have no bones.”

“Well,
why don’t I go out and get us some food then? Marissa and Brody should be back
soon, and I can get enough for all of us. We can have a quiet night in.”

She
leaned up on her elbows and arched her back. “Really? You don’t mind?”

“Of
course not. Brody’s a good friend, and I like Marissa a lot. Why don’t you call
them while I get dressed and see if their up for it, and then I’ll go out and
get us some food.”

She
smiled sweetly at me. “You’re awesome, you know that?”

I
smiled and kissed her lips gently. “I have my moments.” I stood up and put on
my boxers while Rory wrapped her sheet around herself and got out her phone. She
was busy texting while I pulled on my jeans and then my tee shirt. I sat down
on her bed and was putting my shoes on when she tossed the sheet off of her. I
turned back to watch her. “Wait,” I said, stopping her before she got out of
the bed.

“What
is it?”

“When
you get up, can you do it
really
slowly?” I said, and she giggled.

She
laughed and smiled. “Sure thing, officer,” she said, and slowly stood to her
feet, standing before me completely naked. After staring at her gorgeous body
with my mouth hanging open for a full minute, she said, “Uh, weren’t you going to
get food?”

I
shook my head and blinked. “Uh, yeah. Food. Right.” She giggled and walked to
her dresser and pulled out a pair of boy shorts and a hot pink bra. “W-what did
Brody and Marissa say?” I asked, suddenly feeling like I was going to drool
while watching her get dressed.

“They
said that sounded good.”

“Did
they say what kind of food they wanted?” God her ass looked delectable in those
panties.

“They
said they didn’t care, but I’m in the mood for Chinese food, if that’s okay,”
she said, pulling out a fitted ACDC tee and slipping it on over her lacy bra.

“Chinese
sounds great.” I paused a moment and watched her pull on a pair of grey yoga
pants. “So,” I asked her as she was twisting her hair into a messy knot on top
of her head, “ACDC fan, huh?”

She
looked at me like that was the dumbest thing I had ever said. “Um, yes. Duh,”
she said, smiling. “Are you? Because I got to tell you, babe, if you aren’t,
that’s a deal breaker.”

I
grinned at her. “Hell yes I am. They are my favorite band.”

She
smiled brightly. “Seriously?”

“Seriously.”
I walked to her and kissed her forehead.

She
grinned at me. “Hmm. Sweet, considerate, good kisser, hot body,
great
in
bed, and excellent taste music? You are the perfect guy,” she said, wrapping
her arms around my neck. “How’d I get so lucky?”

I
placed my hands on the small of her back and pulled her body tight against me.
“Trust me, angel, I’m the lucky one,” I said, kissing the tip of her nose. “Anything
special you want me to get you from the restaurant?” I asked, and I stepped
back from our embrace. Having her close to me after hearing her say I was great
in the sack was creating a situation in my pants.

She
stepped back and sighed. “Well, I’ll eat anything, but I am really in the mood
for orange chicken. Ooh, and make sure you get plenty of egg rolls.”

 “Sure
thing, angel,” I said, and I kissed her deeply one more time.

“Okay,
get going. You made me get out bed for this, so you better hurry up and feed
me, mister,” she said, giving me a playful smack on the ass.

Laughing,
I said, “Whatever you want, baby. I’ll be back soon,” I said, and with one
final kiss I waved and walked out of her apartment to the closest Chinese
restaurant. I was lucky to find one just a couple of blocks from Rory’s place
and I sat on a chair to wait for our food while they made our food. As I was
scrolling through my phone checking messages, my phone rang. My mother.
Groaning, I answered it or she would just keep calling me. “Hey Mom,” I said.

“Hello,
darling. How are you doing?”

“I’m
good. I’m just picking up dinner.”

“Are
you eating alone tonight?”

“No,
I’m actually picking up dinner for me, Rory, her roommate, and her brother.”

I
could practically hear her smile over the phone. “Oh, well, that’s nice. So I
take it you two are still together?”

“Uh,
yeah, it’s going great. She’s great.”

“Oh,
that’s wonderful! So, then it won’t be a problem if I ask you bring her to our
Fourth of July barbecue in Water Mill?”

I
groaned. “Mom…”

“Liam,
please. It won’t be as big as it usually is, I promise. Just colleagues of your
father and their families.” My parent’s annual July fourth barbecue in the
Hamptons was always more of a society affair rather than an honest to goodness
barbecue. However, if it was going to be just a bunch of lawyers and their
families, it might not be completely horrible. Besides, there were ten bedrooms
in that house and I’m sure I could drag Rory into one and have my wicked way
with her at some point in the day.

I
sighed. “Let me ask Rory, all right? If she’s not busy doing something else,
then I’ll think about it, okay?”

“That’s
all I ask, Liam. Oh, and if you decide to come, tell her roommate and her
brother they are more than welcome too. Oh, and Nick as well.”

Speaking
of Nick, as soon as I looked up I saw him in the corner of the restaurant,
sitting with a
very
familiar looking blonde...it was the receptionist
from Rory’s salon. What was her name again? Susanna? Savannah? Samantha, that’s
it. I watched them for a moment, and they were laughing and Nick was tracing
the back of her hand with his finger. Samantha picked up some food with her
chopsticks and Nick actually opened his mouth to let her feed him. What the
hell? “Okay, fine. Listen, I have to go, okay? I’ll let you know about the
barbecue.”

“Okay,
Liam, that sounds great. Goodbye, son.”

“Bye,
Mom,” I said, and hung up the phone. As soon as I put my phone back in my
pocket, someone called my last name to let me know my order was ready. I paid
for it and thanked the lady behind the counter, and then as I was heading
toward the door, I turned back and glanced and Nick and Samantha one last time.
At that moment, he looked up and had a smile on his face. When his eyes met
mine, the smile faded quickly. He was now wearing an “Oh shit” look, and I
raised my eyebrows and smiled.

He
muttered something quickly to Samantha and got up from the table quickly. “Hey,
man,” he called out to me.

“Um,
hello, Nick. Nice night, huh?” I said, still smiling.

He
looked back at stunned Samantha and then back to me. “Shit, you aren’t going to
tell Rory about this, are you?”

“Tell
her what? That barely twenty four hours ago she asked you to stay away from Samantha
because you are a man slut and now here you two are on a date?” I said, doing
my best not to laugh.

“It’s
not like I planned it or anything, I swear. Since you were with Rory last
night, I went to a bar solo and Samantha just happened to be there. I was going
to stay away like Rory asked, but some guy started hitting on her hard core,
and…”

“You
got jealous?” I asked.

He
sighed. “No, I was going to say Samantha was making it pretty clear she wasn’t
interested, but the guy wouldn’t back off so I stepped in.”

“So
how did that lead to her feeding you Chinese food just now?” I laughed.

“Shut
up man. I don’t know, we just got to talking after that, and we hung out the
whole night. I didn’t notice the time go by until I heard the bartender say
‘last call’. After that I drove her to her apartment and then I asked for her
number. We texted each other today, and then I called to ask her if she was hungry
and wanted to go get some dinner, and here we are.”

“So,
wait a minute. Let me get this straight. Nick Ramirez, my partner, my best
friend who happens to be one of the biggest whores on the planet, defended a
girl in a bar, spent the whole night talking with her, drove her home to her
apartment, didn’t have sex with her, and then asked her out on a real date the
next day? What the hell happened to you man?” I chuckled.

He
shoved against my arm. “Stop it. She’s different, bro. I can’t explain it,” he
said, smiling.

“I
can understand that. Rory just about knocked me on my ass when I first saw her,
figuratively speaking.”

“Yeah,
and when she finds out I took her friend on a date she’s going to knock me on
my ass literally.”