Page 20 of Point Proven
So what did I do?
I didn’t sleep at night anymore. Instead, I positioned myself in a chair near the front door, gun loaded and aimed, ready to shoot if hedaredto come into our home. So far, Liam hadn’t noticed, because I always slipped back into bed before he woke up.
But the need for sleep was intensifying; naps were not really cutting it anymore, especially because even if I fell asleep, nightmares greeted me. It was always Stefan taking him, kidnapping him when he was alone. The thought terrified me, because I wouldn’t survive without him.
If my sunshine were taken, I would dive into a madness I wasn’t sure anyone could pull me from.
Closing my eyes, I placed my arm over my lids as I leveled my breathing. Darkness slowly crept into my mind, my will to sleep growing heavier as I let myself succumb to its potent pull.
I wasn’t sure how long I’d been asleep before a gentle touch registered. Lids fluttering, I groaned softly, finding Liam sitting beside me as he rubbed my leg generously with lotion-laden hands. Massaging the muscles, he worked the tissue of my limb in ways I’d never been able to.
Once he noticed I was awake, he offered me a soft grin. “Good evening.”
Grunting, I rubbed at the remaining sleep with my knuckle. “Mmm, fuck, how long was I out?”
“Three hours.” He shrugged, craning his head to the side. “Well, I suppose three hours and thirty-two minutes if you want me to be exact.”
Fuck, I slept that long?
“Everything… everything’s been okay?”
His brows furrowed, concern filling his expression. “Yeah? Why?”
Releasing a breath, I settled into the mattress. “Nothing… It’s nothing?—”
He continued his work, rubbing my thigh with intentional strokes. “Can we stop doing that?”
Biting my lip, my gaze landed on his. “I… I was worried something had happened while I was asleep. I mean, I know you’re here now, and giving me afuckingamazing massage, but… sleep is… difficult.”
A saddened smile painted his lips. “I know. Every night I feel you leave, and I wish… I really wish you wouldn’t, but I understand.”
“You…knew?”
“Yes. I don’t sleep the same without your presence… your warmth… your protection.” He glanced down, biting the inside of his cheek. “I’ve missed having you beside me.”
Placing my hand against his arm, I offered a small grin. “I’ve missed you, too. I’m just worried that if I lower my guard?—”
He adjusted slightly, and before I knew it, his lips were on mine and his ocean scent consumed me. Kissing me gently, his fingers traced up my thigh while his other hand wasted no time scratching the back of my head. Groaning, I parted further, allowing him access to the back of my mouth. Swiping my tongue over his, it was the first time I allowed him to take the lead, offering him another portion of my heart that was only his to control.
He wasted no time. Fucking the back of my mouth, he straddled my lap, sitting back on my stiffening cock. He rolled his hips forward, moaning into me as his ass caressed my length. With the motion continuing, each kiss became more erotic, andsuddenly his fingers were slipping below the hem of his shirt to peel it off.
Panting, his chest rose and fell as he pushed himself upright. “Fuck, Simon.”
“Mmm, look atyou. Already so fucking needy.” Palming his erection once, I bucked upward, grinding mine against the spot I wanted him most. No, fuckingneededhim.
The shift challenged his balance, and he caught himself on the headboard, a soft grunt escaping him. “Christ, you’re not eveninsideme yet.”
“Then sit your pretty ass on it.”
His cheeks flushed, and the words he offered sent a wave of pleasure through my body. “What if I want to sit my ass on your face?”
Placing my hands on his sides, I yanked him forward. “Off. Take them fucking off so you can ride my face until you’re writhing.”
He wasted no time pulling his sweatpants and briefs off, returning to where I’d had him before he elected to follow my command. Dipping his chin, he looked down at me, that light blush growing.
“A-Are you sure?”
Tapping my mouth, I smirked. “Rideme.”
