The Roommate Pt 13

XIII: I'm Gonna Miss You

Blake

"

Ohhh

, fuck."

"I feel like you shouldn't be this sore. Don't you work out and stretch all the time?"

Blake tried to respond, but with Liam kneading her back, all that came out was: "Merph."

"I'm sorry, what was that?"

Blake growled, "You know my brain stops working when you do things to me."

Liam laughed above her, "Things like this?"

Blake gasped as Liam punctuated his question by pressing himself against her lower lips, sending a fire through her entire body.

"Not fair," she managed to squeak out.

Liam just chuckled and continued to work his magic on her back, the tip of his cock keeping a wonderful pressure between Blake's legs.

She still had trouble believing this was real. Liam was hers. Finally!

And I love him.

That scared her. She couldn't deny it anymore. Every second she'd spent with Liam this weekend just made her fall harder for him. A small part of herself--one that Blake had to continually shove back into the darkest recesses of her mind--told her this was all a dream. She'd wake up still hopelessly in love with Liam, but he wouldn't be hers.

Blake knew that was nonsense, but that didn't mean it had no effect on her.

I love him. And Chloe thinks he feels the same way.

Blake tried to focus on that. That and Liam's wonderful hands as they worked their way down her spine, kneading the muscles on both sides. She moaned when they finally reached her ass, squeezing and kneading.

"Having fun?"

"Duh."

Blake giggled, then gasped when his cock moved away, no longer pressing against her slick lips. His fingers replaced it almost immediately, and Blake moaned as he massaged her puffy outer lips.

"Oh, fuck."

Fuck, yes.

Liam's finger sent twin sensations of warmth and electricity through her entire body. That he was the one finally touching her made her want to grin and laugh like an idiot. His touch made her want to throw him down on the bed and ride him until he exploded inside her.

Blake arched her back, pushing her hips toward Liam, "Please."

She could feel Liam's grin as he slowly traced a single finger up the center of her lips, then pressed down and slipped it between her lips.

The image of taking that finger and sucking on it while she held Liam's gaze flashed in Blake's mind just as Liam brushed against the knot of nerves just inside her pussy.

She moaned, "Oh, fuuuck."

Her phone's alarm caused both of them to jump, and Blake whimpered as she felt Liam shifting to turn it off.

"Nooo..." she whimpered, "No, no, no."

"Show?"

Blake nodded, then let her head fall to the bed in frustration. Technically she had some personal work to do as well, but that was related to her show. She didn't want to tell Liam about that just yet.

Blake gasped when Liam's finger stroked her G-spot again.

"How long?" he asked.

Blake bit her lip.

Are you fucking kidding me? He gets cocky and teasing now?

Somehow, Blake found the willpower to shift her hips forward and off his finger. Taking a deep breath, she turned over and sat up. The disappointment on Liam's face made her even more reluctant.

"Not long enough for you to be all mischievous like that," Blake said, "though you're very welcome to do that any other time."

Before Liam could respond, Blake moved close enough to take his hand and bring it to her mouth. She took his finger into her mouth all the way down to the knuckle, and gazed up into his wide, blue eyes as she sucked and cleaned his finger with her tongue. That she tasted good made it even harder for her to stop, and she lingered for at least a minute after there was definitely no more pussy juice on Liam's finger. When she was done, she kissed the tip of his finger, then grinned up at him.

"You should probably go home," she said with a sigh.

Liam's eyes widened, "That--that's not fair! You can't do that and just--"

Blake couldn't help but grin at his confusion as she gave him her most innocent look, "Do what? Did just sucking on your finger make it that much

harder

for you to go?"

Glancing down, Blake noticed exactly how hard she'd made it for him. She wrapped her fingers around his swollen cock, marveling at how hard he was and how her hand didn't even cover half of it. The way he gasped, cock twitching in her hand, didn't hurt either.

Blake leaned forward, "I thought at the very least, I'd have to do something like this to make it hard for you to leave."

Blake kissed the tip of Liam's cock, then licked it as he gasped. She spat on it, using her hand to lube it up, then took as much of it in her mouth as she could. She didn't make it all the way to the base as she would have liked, but most of the way was fine for teasing him.

"Fuck, Blake."

Blake let herself giggle at that, knowing exactly how good it felt for him. She was about to pull off when Liam grabbed her ass. The next moment, two fingers pushed between her lower lips. Blake moaned around Liam's cock. Then Liam hooked those fingers and pulled.

A spike of lust tore through Blake's body. She responded without thinking, swallowing the rest of his cock. She grabbed at his hips as her nose rested against his hips. Blake could feel her pussy grow sopping wet at the image of Liam just holding her there, impaled on his cock while he teased her.

Now if I could just get him to wrap his hand around my neck...

That thought somehow brought Blake back to reality. She had a show. She wanted Liam to fuck her face with his big fucking cock until he emptied his load down her throat or painted her face with it.

But I have a fucking show.

Clearing some of the fog that had begun to gather in her head, Blake started poking at Liam's hips with one finger and made an "ahem" sound around his cock.

She heard a sigh from Liam a moment before he removed his fingers from her pussy. Blake barely held in a moan at that.

For a moment, Blake hesitated, wondering how fast she could make him cum with her throat. That would be enough, right?

You know it fucking won't. You'll want to suck him dry and then get him hard again so he can fuck you into a coma before he unloads in your pussy.

Reluctantly, Blake pulled herself off Liam's cock. The lines of spit that connected her lips to his rock hard, wonderful cock seemed to taunt her. She looked up just in time to see Liam put his fingers--the two that had been inside her--into his mouth and lick them clean. His eyes held hers as he did so.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Her pussy was already sopping wet as it was. Blake couldn't help but glance back at Liam's cock, shiny and dripping with her spit.

Fuuuck.

"You're evil," Blake said once Liam removed his fingers from his mouth.

His eyes bulged, "Are--" he gestured down between his legs, "Are you kidding me?"

Blake pursed her lips in a pout, shrugging, "I just wanted to kiss it goodbye."

Liam gazed at her for a moment, then grinned and ran his fingers through his hair, "You're gonna torture me like this all the time, aren't you?"

Blake put on the most innocent smile she could manage.

Still grinning, Liam shook his head and climbed off the bed.

"You need me to get you water or anything while you get ready?" he asked, walking over to where one of them had tossed his underwear the night before.

Suddenly Blake felt bad about her teasing.

"Liam?"

He glanced back at her, "Yeah?"

Blake moved to the edge of the bed on her knees so that she was almost as tall as Liam. She gestured for him to come over.

He raised an eyebrow but did so.

Blake couldn't help but rake her eyes over him as he came toward her. He looked so incredible, and his big wonderful cock was just the cherry on top.

When he came close enough, Blake grabbed him and pulled him into a kiss. He responded immediately, one hand going to the small of her back to bring her closer, the other tangling in her hair. Blake clung to him, squeezing at his shoulders. She didn't want the moment to end.

I love you.

She was too scared to say it out loud, so she tried to say it with the kiss.

I fucking love you.

Finding a friend she got along with that didn't care about her camming had been incredible. Blake had never imagined she'd also find someone she could love in that same person. Someone who seemed like he--one day, at least--could feel the same way about her.

Blake broke the kiss with a whimper but didn't pull away immediately--just far enough to meet Liam's gaze. Even if she'd wanted to, his hands would have stopped her. Blake shivered at that as she met his beautiful blue eyes. Liam was so strong. Even if he wasn't, their size difference meant he could manhandle her pretty easily. But she knew he wouldn't.

Unless I want him to.

Blake knew getting him to do that to the extent she wanted would be tough, but she appreciated that he seemed to be catching on to the little ways that she liked--like holding her against him even after they were done kissing.

"Are you sure you're okay with going home?" She asked, raising a hand up to his face, "I don't want you to, but with Marie coming home today..."

Liam smiled, "I know. I don't think we'd be quiet enough to keep her from realizing what was going on."

Blake's chest grew tight.

"You're so fucking sweet," she said, "Why are you okay with that? Especially after I teased you like that."

Blake gasped as he pulled her into an embrace, then melted against him as he stroked her hair.

"You're worth it, Blake."

Blake shivered, and not just from the way his breath felt against his ear.

"If you want me to go home or me to stay, or...whatever, just ask for it," he pulled back and tilted Blake's head up by her chin, meeting her eyes, "Okay?"

"I--"

Blake's voice caught. She was still too scared.

I love you.

"I'm gonna miss you," she said instead, "That's not too clingy, is it?"

Liam grinned, "Only a little bit."

She flicked his chest, "Ass."

Liam stuck his tongue out, "Didn't say I didn't like it."

Between kisses and hugs and grabbing at each other, it took about twenty minutes for Liam to finally head back to his dorm. Blake tried not to be in a grouchy mood as he closed the door behind him. That Liam had spent quite a bit of time just grabbing and touching her ass helped a bit.

Blake had her phone out within a minute.

"Chlo. You were right. I'm stupid fucking in love with him."

"Ha. Knew it."

Blake stuck her tongue out in reflex as she went back into her room and started getting ready for her show.

"You're still freaking out about it, aren't you?"

Blake sighed.

"Yeah..."

She started looking through some different outfits, trying to find the right balance of cute and sexy to match how she felt.

"I just had to send him back to his dorm because I have a show and Marie comes back today and I don't trust myself to be discreet."

Blake settled on one of her thin white T-shirts with a red heart in the middle and red boyshorts with a little bow in the front.

"Damn, that's rough. A whole long weekend of fucking and then you gotta go cold turkey just like that."

"You're not helping!"

Chloe replied with an emoji sticking its tongue out.

"And since you're in looove, you just miss being with him, don't you?"

Blake sighed, setting the clothes on her bed.

"Yeahhh...I tried to tell him before he left but I choked. Just told him I missed him."

She wrapped a towel around her and grabbed her phone before walking over to the bathroom to wash her face and do her make-up. She'd already done a minimal amount this morning, but she'd probably smudged some of that since then.

When she looked in the mirror Blake saw that it wasn't too bad--just a few smudges. Still...

I'll have to train Liam to point that out to me.

Blake turned on the water and began washing her face.

"So how long till you get some alone time with him again?"

Blake wiped her face and frowned at the thought.

"A while. I have some ideas on how to make it work with Marie back, but I don't want to come off clingy or anything."

Blake's phone buzzed about five times before she was done washing her face.

"Dude."

"The fuck."

"Shut up."

"The shit that boy does for you is not what someone does for a girl they just 'like' or to get in her pants."

"He fucking loves you, dude. He probably just doesn't want to scare you away because you're like a fucking unicorn to him."

Blake bit her lip and decided to apply her cleanser before responding to Chloe. She hoped Chloe was right, but her stupid brain kept coming up with objections. The tame ones were things like Chloe just knew Liam through her and she hadn't really spent time with Liam, so how could she know for sure? Blake tried not to think about the darker objections, shoving them down into the back of her mind.

"How am I a unicorn?"

"Okay now I know you're just fishing, but I love you so I'll play along. He's okay with your camming, so when you get that out of the picture, you're a girl who is financially responsible, runs her own fucking business, is smart as shit, hot as balls, a fucking nerd, incredible in bed and super confident and freaky when it comes to bed, and adorable as fuck."

"And you're also crazy about him. I guarantee he's just as nervous as you are about doing anything too soon or coming off too clingy."

Blake sighed, patting her face dry.

"I just never thought I would even get this far. I didn't want a boyfriend before I met him and my standards if it did ever happen were just someone that likes me and is okay with me camming. Now I have to worry about shit like if he'll be okay with my family and all the issues around that."

After a checking to make sure her ass was nice and clean, Blake went back into her room and started on her makeup.

"I think you might be a bit biased about your issues, dude. You've never called me crying and spilled the beans about family stuff, just shit with your ex. Unless you've got literal bodies stuffed away somewhere from your former life as a serial killer, I'm pretty sure he won't go running for the hills if you have to open up to him about that stuff. Everybody has their own shit they don't like to talk about."

Blake bit her lip.

She's probably right.

"Thanks, dude. I guess I was just freaking out."

"No problem, dude. Let me know if you need ideas for hookup spots that aren't your room. I've had lots of fun in some of those empty classrooms."

Somehow, Blake blushed at that, imagining herself dragging Liam into one of the smaller, less-used classrooms after hours and pushing him against the wall.

Heat rushed through her, and Blake realized how horny and wet she still was from the way she and Liam had teased each other before he left.

Once she finished her makeup, Blake didn't put on her outfit just yet. Instead she just took off the towel and set everything up for her show. When that was done, Blake opened up the camsite and the project she'd been working on. She knew she had a stupid grin on her face as she set everything up, but she couldn't help it.

It's finally ready for testing!

She still had a long way to go before it would be a finished product, but still. She was excited. Checking her watch, Blake saw she still had a few minutes left before her show began. After putting on her clothes, she went into the kitchen and filled up her jug of water, then sat on her bed and closed her eyes.

Once she was in the right headspace for her show, Blake signed on, and ran her program.

I hope this fucking works.

A/N: Aaand we're back with Blake and Liam! What do you think about Blake not telling Liam? Is she being stupid? Or Smark?