Liam gripped her h.i.p.s and pulled her closer over the mattress, letting her line him up before he slowly pushed inside her. His eyes immediately fluttered shut, his fingertips digging deep into her h.i.p.s for stability. He seemed wound so tightly that he could've snapped right there.
Ying Sheng gripped his upper arms tightly, taking a few seconds to adjust to him before she nodded. As he started to move in slow thrusts, she dragged his head down to press her lips against his, enjoying the warmth that she felt everywhere. It felt like her skin was alive, buzzing warmly as it grated against his.
Liam traced the crease of her lips with his tongue, He paused when he realized how tight she was.
"Ying Sheng….you" He widened his eyes when he remembered that she was a v.i.r.g.i.n too.He had completely forgotten about it. After all he was drunk that night.
"Don't stop….." Ying Sheng g.r.o.a.n.e.d as a tear slipped from her eyes. Liam kissed her eyes gently and carefully moved inside, soon feeling hers slide against his in a fiery touch. He started to increase his pace, his body leaning over hers as he pressed her into the mattress.
Liam felt the coil in her stomach continue to tighten, the friction and pressure threatening to push her over. She just needed a little extra push, prompting her to guide one of his hands down between their bodies.
"I'm so close," she purred in his ear, hearing his light pants sound near her ear. She couldn't help but enjoy the rough sound.
Liam seemed to get the hint and started rubbing the pad of his thumb against her c.l.i.t, his lips finding her neck to deal teasing kisses to her s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e spots.
Ying Sheng bit her bottom lip as she arched her back beneath him, her fingers tightening around his hair as they continued to move together. She felt so in sync with him, like they had created their own rhythm. As much as she didn't want it to stop, she could feel herself approaching the edge. It didn't help that he was m.o.a.ning into her neck, letting her know that he was just as close.
"Liam….." Ying Sheng sighed out, bliss lacing her tone as she held him close. The coil snapped and fire flooded through her, burning every inch as she trembled from the intensity. She felt his movements go out of rhythm, his breathing growing sharper as he fell off the edge soon after her.
Liam eventually slowed his motions to a stop, his warm skin pressing to hers as he rested his forehead against hers. He caught his breath, a shocked smile steadily crossing his lips as he met eyes with her.
"Wow… just… wow," he managed to say as he traced his fingertips along her cheek.
"Are you sure that was your first time?" She asked him, eyeing him suspiciously. How he did some things seemed fairly expert level, but maybe it was because he had actually taken the time and effort to please her.
"Cross my heart. Did I… do good?" Liam asked in a shy manner as he carefully rolled off of her. He took her hand to help her off the bed so that they could head to the bathroom together.
"Good? You did amazing. Had some tricks up your sleeve, huh?" Ying Sheng lightly teased at him as she shuffled to the bathroom, her knees still feeling a bit weak.
Liam blushed a little at that as he shrugged.
"I can't say I haven't thought about doing that with you," he admitted as he ran a wash rag under the hot water and then soaped it up. He turned to her and placed the rag in her hand with a sweet smile.
Ying Sheng thanked him with a bat of her eyelashes, glad that she had actually landed a guy with good hygiene. Even if he didn't realize it, it was one of the most attractive things about him.
"Well, same," she quipped, having thought about sleeping with him multiple times. She couldn't help it. Even how good he smelled could turn her on, and his sweet attitude and warm touch didn't exactly help.
Liam chuckled as he rubbed her arm gently.
"I'm glad we did that. I wasn't expecting it… but it was nice," Liam told her as he tossed the c.o.n.d.o.m away and then leaned against the bathroom counter.
Once Ying Sheng cleaned up and rinsed off the wash cloth, she turned back to him, sharing a smile with him. She was glad that it was good for him since it was his first time. She had wanted it to be special and memorable for him. Even though it's her first it still meant a lot to her. He had cared for her more than any other guy would have.
"Are you okay with me being your first? I probably should've asked first," Liam asked her , hoping that the whole situation was fine with her. They had moved fast at some points, but the d.e.s.i.r.e was obvious. They couldn't get enough of each other fast enough.
As Ying Sheng cleaned up, she nodded, giving her an amused look.
"You're literally the only person I would want to be my first," She told him before leading her back into the bedroom so that they could hunt for their clothes.
"I'm honored," Liam giggled as she pulled on her p.a.n.t.i.e.s, sliding them up over her h.i.p.s. She glanced over at his dresser before moving toward it to pull open the middle drawer. She rifled around inside before pulling out a black band shirt of his. With a sly smile, she tugged the shirt on before shutting the drawer.
Liam adjusted his navy blue b.r.i.e.f.s, a smirk crossing his face when he realized what she was up to.
"Don't I owe you a hoodie? Isn't that a boyfriend thing to do?" Liam asked before freezing and blushing. "I mean… whenever we get to that point."
Ying Sheng walked over to him, reaching out to playfully push him onto the bed. She crawled up onto its surface and laid down next to him, cuddling up to his side. She knew that things were still early in their developing relationship, but she considered him far from a friend at that point.
"I get to pick the hoodie," she told him, already picturing a few in her mind that she liked.
Liam smiled against the crown of her head as he placed his arm around her shoulders. He pulled her closer to his side, a satisfied sigh drifting from him.
Ying Sheng reveled in how peaceful that moment felt. Everything seemed to be in place for once, and she didn't want anything to move for at least a little while longer. She wasn't sure if that was possible, but she would hold on to the hope that things would remain good for as long as possible.