Liam: Love at the Haven by Stella Shaw

Author:Stella Shaw [Shaw, Stella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-17T23:00:00+00:00

After a few moments, I rolled slowly off onto the bed, and peeled off the condom. Liam murmured something and I leant back over him, eager to untie his wrists. He brought his arms down slowly, testing the muscles. I panicked—maybe he’d wrenched something. But oh, what was I rambling on about? He was an expert at this kind of thing. Though maybe it was different if it was done to you instead of you doing the restraining.

Fuck, yes.

He turned his head to look at me, and smiled again. His eyes were slightly unfocussed and his forehead still glistened with sweat. “Intense, right?”

“Yes, it was.” I swallowed hard. His skin was so warm against my side, our breath instinctively falling into step. There was a distinctive, musky delight in the smell of our sweat and sex combined. “What do you need now?” I asked softly. “I-I’ve read up on aftercare.”

He nodded. I didn’t know if he was agreeing with me, or asking for something, but then he said, “It’s okay, I’m fine. You did good. Maybe just a few minutes to drop.”

Was that why the feelings inside me seemed so huge? This drop issue?

“Touch me,” I whispered. “Please.”

To my delight, he tugged me close. I’d never been happier just to snuggle. A trail of sweat tickled my lower back as it dried, and my leg muscles still ached from holding position over him as we fucked. But it was good to feel his heart beating steadily against my skin, his grasp tightening around me. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable, and I marvelled at that. I’d never thought I’d have the chance to share the things we just did, let alone feel comfortable with them. Yet Liam made me feel… right.

“It was good for you?” he murmured.

Did he have to ask? “Fantastic. You make me feel powerful. Is that bad?”

He swallowed what looked like the beginnings of a yawn. He’d relaxed with me, and that felt like a gift. “No, it’s not bad. That’s how it should feel. As long as you use that power properly, and with respect and care.”

“Like you do?”

“Yes, like I do.”

We lay for a while longer. The room was comfortable enough not to get under the covers. The cooler air in the room was balm against our warm skin. “Tell me,” I whispered.

“What?” He turned his head again, and nuzzled against my neck.

“Tell me about what you do.”

He stilled for a couple of seconds. I couldn’t see his eyes to see if I’d stepped wrong.

“I can’t talk about other clients. That’s not acceptable.”

“Oh, hell, sorry. Yes, I realise that. Just let me know in principle. What do men want?”

He started to laugh, then bit it off.

“What’s funny?”

“That you want to know what I do with other men. Most guys want to concentrate only on themselves when they’re here. What they want, what they dream. I’m an accessory. A tool. A sexual toy, even when I’m mastering them. And they definitely don’t want to think about me doing the same with anyone else.

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