I knew exactly who was at my door. He had a very distinct knock; Liam is heavy-handed. I heard it while in my bedroom; it was short, rhythmic pounding. Loud enough to wake me out of my sleep or disturb whatever I was doing. I placed my finger between the pages of "Sleeping Beauty," the short story I was reading while I waited for his arrival, and made my way from my bedroom to the door of my apartment. I peeped out of the peephole. Instantly, my heart fluttered a little; it was a short glance, but I could tell that Liam was freshly shaven and damn it, if he didn't look sexy in his work uniform. And he didn't come empty handed; he brought my favorite dessert.
"Hi, handsome," I said as I allowed him entrance.
"Hey," he said as he handed me my food. I guided him through my place and placed my dessert on counter.
He was on his phone, normally this would've annoyed me, but it had been weeks since I'd seen him and it would have been petty of me to comment on him being on the phone while talking to me, but he does it to everyone. I strategically planned my outfit; it was cute without me looking like I was trying too hard. High-waisted jeans, black tank, and my favorite boots but I made sure my bra had just enough support for extra perkiness since my breasts were the first thing that would catch his attention.
"Aren't you going to shower?" I asked him, noticing that he came inside without his bag of clothes to change into.
"Yeah, if you give me a second," he said in his normal playful, yet sarcastic, voice.
"Don't get an attitude with me," I said, feeding into his game.
He quickly ended his phone call and with a smirk on his face, he pressed his body against mine, forcing my back against the wall. "Who do you think you're talking to?" he said and before I could answer, he pulled down my shirt, exposing my bra. I couldn't move. He took one of my breasts out and immediately latched on. I love it when he dominates me. I was 100 percent at his mercy.
"Liam, we have to go," I said breathlessly. He squeezed harder, ignoring me.
"Mmm," he moaned as he took more of my dark nipple in his mouth.
"You're not the boss," he said to me. There's nothing I could do with him. I could feel myself getting wet. The more he teased me, the more willing I was to forget whatever evening plans we made and let him do whatever he wanted. I felt him getting hard the more he held me against the wall with the weight of his body.