Chapter 94: Every Inch Every Drop
Claire was still trembling when Liam finally moved.
He remained buried inside her, the thick length of him still half-hard and heavy.
Every small shift sent another weak flutter through her walls. She made a soft, oversensitive sound and tried to lift her hips, but his hands settled on her waist and kept her firmly seated.
"Stay," he said quietly.
Claire’s forehead dropped against his shoulder. She was still breathing hard, the torn dress bunched around her waist, her panties pulled to the side. The wet evidence of what they had already done slicked her thighs and coated him. For a moment she simply stayed there, limp and warm, letting him hold her.
Then Liam leaned her back carefully against the steering wheel.
The new angle pushed him even deeper. Claire’s eyes fluttered open with a sharp inhale. Before she could speak, he tugged the torn strap of her dress further down, exposing one full breast. The cool air of the car made her nipple tighten instantly.
He lowered his head and took it into his mouth. Claire’s back arched.
Liam sucked slowly at first wet, deliberate pulls that made her gasp. His tongue circled the stiff peak, then flicked across it, then sucked again harder.
At the same time his hand slid between their bodies. Two fingers found her swollen clit and began rubbing slow, firm circles while he remained buried inside her.
The dual sensation tore a broken moan from her throat.
"Liam wait.."
He ignored the weak protest and switched to the other breast, dragging the dress down until both were bare.
He sucked the second nipple just as thoroughly, teeth grazing just enough to make her jolt. His fingers never stopped moving between her legs. Claire’s hips twitched helplessly against his hand and the thick cock still stretching her open.
She was already getting wetter again.
Liam released her nipple with a wet sound and looked up at her face. Claire’s eyes were glassy, lips parted, the last of her resistance flickering weakly.
He gave her no time to rebuild it. He hooked his hands under her thighs, lifted her slightly, and began to thrust up into her in short, deep strokes while his mouth returned to her breast.
The wet, filthy sounds of him fucking her filled the car.
Claire clung to his shoulders, moaning with every thrust. The size of him left no room for anything else.
Each upward drive forced the full fourteen inches back into her, stretching her around the thick shaft, pushing so deep she could only take it.
His mouth stayed busy sucking, licking, biting gently at her nipples until they were red and shiny with spit.
When he finally pulled out of her, Claire made a small, protesting sound at the sudden emptiness. Liam didn’t leave her empty for long.
He shifted her carefully until she was sitting sideways across his lap, back against his chest, legs spread wide over his thighs.
The position left her completely open. He reached down, spread her folds with two fingers, and pushed three fingers into her at once.
Claire cried out.
He fingered her deeply, curling against the sensitive spot inside while his other hand returned to her breast, pinching and rolling the wet nipple.
Claire’s head fell back against his shoulder. Soft, overwhelmed sounds spilled from her mouth as he worked her open with his fingers, the wet squelching noises embarrassingly loud in the quiet car.
"You’re dripping," he murmured against her ear. "So fucking wet for me."
Claire turned her face into his neck, trying to muffle the moans. Liam didn’t allow it. He turned her head back with his free hand and kept fingering her in steady, filthy strokes, thumb circling her clit at the same time. Her thighs began to shake. The pleasure built fast and ruthless.
She came hard on his fingers, walls clamping down, a broken sob tearing out of her.
Liam worked her through it, then slowly withdrew his fingers. They came out shiny and soaked. He lifted them to her mouth.
"Open."
Claire hesitated for half a second. Then she parted her lips and let him push the wet fingers inside. She tasted herself on his skin, cheeks flushing deeper, but she sucked obediently while he watched her.
When he was satisfied, he lifted her again and turned her so she straddled him once more. The broad head of his cock pressed against her entrance.
Claire looked down between them, still breathing hard, and gave the smallest shake of her head more reflex than real refusal.
Liam pushed in anyway.
The stretch forced a long, shaky moan from her. He fed every thick inch back into her body until she was fully seated, completely filled again.
Claire’s hands flew to his shoulders. Her mouth opened on a silent gasp as her body struggled to adjust to the size for the second time.
He didn’t give her long.
Liam gripped her hips and began to fuck up into her with deep, powerful strokes. The pace was harder now, more demanding. Claire could only hold on as he drove the full length into her again and again.
The wet sound of their bodies meeting filled the car. Her breasts bounced with every thrust. He leaned forward and caught one nipple in his mouth again, sucking hard while he continued to pound up into her.
Claire shattered for the third time with a raw cry, walls pulsing wildly around the thick cock stretching her open.
Liam fucked her straight through the orgasm, never slowing, forcing the pleasure higher until she was shaking and oversensitive and still taking every inch.
Only when she was limp and trembling did he finally bury himself to the hilt and come, flooding her with thick, heavy pulses so deep she could feel every spurt.
This time he stayed inside her for a long while afterward.
Claire collapsed fully against his chest, completely spent. Her body gave occasional small aftershocks that made her walls flutter around him.Liam’s hands stroked slowly up and down her back, gentler now. He pressed a quiet kiss to her temple, then to her hair.
The car was warm and quiet. Outside, the night remained still.
Eventually Claire let out a long, shaky breath against his neck. Her fingers rested loosely on his chest. The conflict that had lived in her body earlier was gone, replaced by a deep, boneless satisfaction. She made no move to pull away.
Liam carefully adjusted her dress as best he could, covering her, then wrapped his arms around her more securely. He remained buried inside her, softening slowly, while he held her through the quiet comedown.
For the first time since the alley, Claire’s body was completely soft against him.
She stayed there, breathing evenly at last, while Liam kept her close and let the night settle around them.