The Roommate Pt. 57

LVII: Bent Over a Desk and Railed While You Smacked My Ass

Liam and Blake

Liam

Liam could have made out with Blake for hours, even with his raging hard-on—kissing her was just that incredible—but he wanted to show her he could do this.

As soon as Blake started grabbing at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin through his shirt, he broke the kiss and raised two fingers to his mouth, wetting them, then lowering them between Blake's legs.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned, nails clawing at him even harder. She was soaked, and his fingers slid inside her with little resistance, parting her dripping folds.

Thanks to watching some of Blake's shows, Liam knew how roughly Blake would finger herself, and thanks to Tasha and the others' explicit instructions, and their insistence on giving him a quick manicure before he'd left, Liam knew exactly what to do.

He curled his two fingers inside of Blake, pressing hard against the bundle of nerves just inside her opening. Blake moaned against him. That was nothing new, though.

Using both hands, Liam lifted Blake off the desk. She gasped and clutched at him.

He held her against him but let most of her weight fall on the hand between her legs. He cupped her there, heel of his hand against her clit, and shivered as Blake moaned and squirmed against him, Legs wrapping around his hips.

Liam was gentle for about five seconds. Then he pulled up, pressing the heel of his hand hard against Blake's clit as the fingers inside her pressed down on her G-spot.

The moan that slipped from Blake's lips was raw, and guttural. It somehow made him even harder, trapped as he was against her stomach, leaking precum onto her abs.

Liam gasped as Blake bit down on his shoulder. He didn't let up, though. He continued the pulling motion, making sure it was just circular enough to tease her clit as well.

When he felt her teeth digging into his skin, Liam shifted his free hand from clutching Blake's waist, to her ass. With her legs wrapped around him, she was doing most of the work in holding herself up now, so he could do something else he'd planned on.

Liam grabbed Blake's ass and squeezed hard, earning a satisfying moan from his girlfriend. Then he let go and brought his hand back in a hard smack.

His eyes went wide as Blake's walls clenched around his fingers, her moan raw and animalistic against him. He nearly spanked her again, but hesitated.

Is she cumming already?

It felt like it.

And she likes it when I overwhelm her.

Liam smacked Blake's ass again. Harder this time.

Blake moaned again, clutching at him.

He smacked her again, then nipped at her earlobe.

"Green?"

Blake made something between a moan and an affirmative sound, then managed to moan, "Green. More. Please."

Liam's body flushed with heat, and he smacked her ass again, continuing to finger her. It was hard to keep up both motions, but he did it.

After a while, though, Blake's nails digging into his skin almost painfully, legs trembling as they locked around him, Liam started to get worried. He was just about to ask if he should stop, when Blake moaned, breath ragged, "Yellow. Yellow. Need a minute."

Liam slowed, then stopped, not wanting to be too abrupt, but after a few seconds, his fingers stilled inside Blake. Then he slipped them free and held Blake under her thigh. For a minute, Liam stood holding her as she rested her head in the crook of his neck, heart pounding against his. Her legs were still wrapped around his waist, but they twitched and quivered.

Liam found he was painfully aware of just how hard he was, and how close his cock was to Blake's dripping pussy.

Blake's breathing slowed, and she gripped his shoulders tight as she unhooked her legs from his middle. Liam helped lower her to her feet, and she steadied herself against one of the desks.

As he gazed at Blake, drinking her in, Liam couldn't help but feel in awe, and more than a little satisfied. Blake's face and neck were flushed, a few thin strands of hair stuck to her face, and her chest seemed bigger than usual as it rose and fell with heavy breaths. Just the sight of her toned, smooth legs made Liam want to touch and kiss them, and the shining mess between them made him grin.

All that, and we haven't even had sex yet.

"What?"

Liam blinked, and found Blake gazing up at him, eyes still a little glazed as she peered up at him. His cheeks grew hot, but he found his grin broadening, and he glanced pointedly between her legs.

"You really like having your ass smacked, I guess."

Blake's eyes widened for a moment. Then she looked down at herself, and her cheeks were bright red when she looked back at him.

"Oh. Right. You knew that, though."

"I don't think I realized how much you liked it."

Blake bit her lip for a moment as she gazed at him, shifting her hips back and forth. Liam's cock twitched at the sight.

So, fucking hard.

The movement apparently caught Blake's attention, as she glanced down, then grinned when she met his eyes again.

"I do. But most of that was from you being so rough with me."

Liam swallowed, "Really?"

Blake nodded, "Yeah."

"Do you want to keep going, then?"

Blake raised an eyebrow, smirking as she gave his cock a pointed glance, "Looks like you do."

Liam scrubbed a hand through his hair—not the one still wet with Blake's juices, "I know, but I didn't know if you needed to rest or something."

Blake smiled, pushing herself up from the desk. She closed the distance between them and clutched at his shirt as she gazed up at him.

"That's what I was doing. I'm done now."

She raised a hand to his clavicle, then pressed her fingertips against his skin before dragging them down over his shirt, "How do you want me?"

Fuck.

It took Liam a moment before he could speak.

"Do you still want me to smack your ass?"

Blake bit her lip and grinned at him.

"Just make sure you cum in my mouth."

***

Blake

Blake gasped as Liam grabbed her hips and spun her around, then pushed down on her back while pulling her hips toward him.

Oh, fuck, yes.

Bent over, Blake gripped the top of the desk and spread her legs for Liam. He ran his fingers over her pussy again—not that he needed to; she couldn't think of a time she hadn't been wet around him—then grabbed her ass, digging his fingers into her firm, round flesh.

Blake moaned, then gasped when his hand came down with a sharp smack. Her brain was already hazy from how he'd smacked and fingered her, but now a fog rapidly started to fill her head. Liam smacked her ass again, gripping the other cheek hard, and Blake moaned as his cock spread her tight folds.

"Oh, fuck!"

Blake clapped a hand over her mouth as soon as she realized what she'd done. Just because the building seemed empty didn't mean she could be as loud as she was during her shows. The room and halls echoed easily, and she didn't want an audience for this.

The thought of apologizing popped into her head for about half a second before Liam's cock filling her completely and his hand smacking her ass obliterated that and any other extraneous thoughts. Blake's mind continued to fog over, fingers digging into the desk as Liam fucked her hard.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, yesss!

She barely had the presence of mind to stuff some of her shirt between her teeth to help her keep quiet. It uncovered her breasts—she rarely wore a bra during the winter with how many layers she had to have on to keep her warm—making her nipples drag against the desk, but she didn't care. It just made it hotter. Her muffled moans still filled the room, punctuated by the alternating slaps of Liam's hips and hand against her ass. His free hand moved from her ass to the curve of her hip, fingers digging in and lighting Blake on fire.

Between the wonderful warmth Liam always brought to life inside her, the fog in her head, and the way his touch lit her on fire, Blake soon found herself starting to float. She realized it in time to snap out of it, then wondered why she'd done that.

Liam's already choked me.

She needed to be safe when she went into subspace though, and this was a public space.

But Liam's here. He'll keep me safe.

She trusted him.

Blake gave herself over to Liam, to all the wonderful things he made her feel, and once again, found herself floating.

Thoughts left her. The sensation of the desk beneath her, the sharp sting of Liam's hand on her ass, the slight chill of the room, all fuzzed. All she felt was pleasure, centered between her legs as it flowed from Liam. The points of contact between the two of them became points of wonderful, sparkling electricity that energized Blake even as it calmed her, giving her a sense of incredible peace.

When her orgasm came, it lit her up like a star, filling every part of her with sublime ecstasy.

With him.

She felt safer, more amazing, more free than she had in a while.

And it's all because of Liam.

***

Liam

Liam could tell that something had changed with Blake.

It was hard to concentrate or think about anything beside fucking her hard and smacking her ass, yet making sure he didn't go too far, but he could just tell.

She still pushed her ass back against his hips, rolling her hips and filling the space between his thrusts with muffled moans and gasps, but she seemed...too in tune with him.

They usually matched each other's rhythms pretty well during sex, but now Blake's body moved perfectly in time with his. He barely even had to think about it.

Did she cum? Or was I just imagining that?

Her moans and the way her legs had quivered had certainly made it seem like that.

As he continued to fuck her, though, Liam became less and less sure. It happened again and again, a few times after he smacked her ass a bit harder than usual.

I've never made her cum *that much. It can't be that.*

He'd never smacked her ass like this, though, either. And her pussy kept clamping down on his cock and spasming around it, almost continuously. Liam had no clue how he'd lasted this long. He wanted to cum so bad, but...

I want to make this good for Blake. As good as I can.

He eventually reached his breaking point just as Blake's legs started to quiver a bit too much, and dipped a little bit, knees bending. Liam gripped her hip a bit tighter to hold her up, hoping he wouldn't bruise her pale skin.

That ship's definitely sailed already as far as her ass goes. His hand had begun to sting a while ago.

Still, Liam gritted his teeth, holding out just a bit more...

"Just make sure you cum in my mouth."

Liam's eyes shot open.

Fuck.

Unsure if he could even hold out that long now, Liam pulled himself free of Blake's incredible pussy with a ragged gasp, then nearly leapt around the desk he'd bent her over.

He grabbed her head with one hand, fingers threaded in her hair, then removed her shirt from her mouth and opened it with the other, sliding his cock between her lips just as he came.

That sparked something in Blake, and Liam gasped as she grabbed his ass, pulling him closer, lips sealing around his cock as he came, shooting rope after rope of cum down her throat.

***

Blake

Pleasure radiated from Blake's throat as Liam shot rope after rope of cum down her throat. She'd fuzzed for a moment when he'd pulled out, but once he had his cock in her mouth, everything was alright again. Blake moaned, even giggling a bit as she pulled Liam closer, teasing his cock with her tongue.

Liam's salty, heady taste filled her senses, making Blake even more giddy as she floated. Once Liam stopped cumming, his spent cock twitching in her mouth, Blake dug her fingers into his wonderful ass and pushed him all the way in, then swallowed, massaging him with her throat. She was vaguely aware of Liam hissing, fingers tugging at her hair.

The loved it. Blake nuzzled into his hips, touching him as much as she could. She almost thought she could cum again if she could just tease him enough...

Blake blinked, realizing Liam had taken his cock from her mouth.

She frowned, then cocked her head as she looked up at him.

His eyes were wide, smoldering.

They're so blue. So nice to look at.

Blake felt safe when he looked at her. Like there was no way anything bad could happen.

She gasped, finding herself upright, then moaned as Liam pulled her against him, hugging him to her chest.

Blake wrapped her arms around him, pressing her head against him and breathing in his scent.

So perfect.

***

Liam

It took a while before Blake finally came out of...whatever had happened.

For a long time, Liam stood with her in his arms, leaning against the desk he'd bent her over for support—his legs were a bit tired.

They didn't speak. He held Blake, stroking her hair, and she snuggled against him, occasionally moving her hands to one place or another to clutch at him. She would make little satisfied moans and mewling noises when she did that.

Eventually, though, Blake nearly went limp for a moment, then stood straighter, looking up at him.

He met her dazed blue eyes with a smile.

"Hey, you alright?"

She gazed at him for a moment, then smiled and pressed her head against his chest, "Wonderful."

Liam smiled, hugging her against him.

"You're...back, right?" He asked, stroking her hair.

Blake giggled, "Mostly."

She looked at him and cocked her head, "Do you know what 'subspace' is?"

Liam shook his head and Blake shrugged, "I'll explain it to you later. For now, just know it happens sometimes if you're really rough with me, and it's a really really good thing."

Liam grinned, "Good."

Blake smiled up at him.

"Thank you."

"For the sex?"

Blake stuck out her tongue, "I think 'thank you' is an understatement for how I want to repay you for that. I mean thank you for...this."

She gestured around the room, "For just pulling me in here and telling me what you wanted. It was really hot, and really sweet. And it's nice to not have to be as quiet or do stuff in the shower."

Liam smiled, "You're welcome. A bed would have been nice, though."

Blake shrugged, "I don't know about that. Getting bent over a desk and railed while you smacked my ass was pretty hot."

Liam swallowed, cheeks growing hot, and Blake giggled and hugged him, pressing her head against his chest again.

"A bed would be nice for most other things. And I might have a solution for that."

Liam grinned, stroking her hair, "That will be nice."

Then he looked down at them, "So...how do we get back to my room from here?"

Blake looked up at him and made a face, "It's not going to be fun."

Liam laughed. So did she, and he kissed her again, trying not to care about how sticky and gross the walk home would be.

A/N: Did you think Liam had it in him?