water. He
shook his head, looking at me a little bewildered and then crashed
his lips to mine. I whimpered and pushed on his chest, trying to
get him off, his hands went to the back of my neck holding me still
and I felt him lick along my bottom lip. I clamped my mouth shut
and pushed him as hard as I could, but he didn’t budge. I started
to freak out; I could literally feel the panic attack taking over
as my heartbeat crashed in my ears.
The next
thing I know, he was gone. I looked up, puzzled, to see Liam
pinning him against the wall, his arm across the guys throat. He
looked so angry that I actually started to feel sorry for the guy,
who was now starting to turn a little red from not being able to
breathe.
“ You don’t
fucking touch her! What, you think you can just waltz in here and
kiss her even though she plainly didn’t
want it?” Liam growled angrily.
I started to
feel sick, literally, stared to feel sick. I jumped off the counter
and staggered for my en-suite, where I threw up what felt like
several liters of vodka. I groaned and flushed and moved back to
sit down when I leant against someone’s legs. I didn’t freak out
though , I could smell his aftershave, I
knew it was Liam.
“ You
alright?” he asked, his voice sympathetic. But I couldn’t answer; I
just leant over the toilet and threw up another bottle of vodka.
Wow, that’s a waste of money! Liam, bless him, was rubbing my back
in small circles and holding my hair up for me. After a few minutes
I felt a lot better. “You want to go to bed?” he asked, looking at
me concerned.
I
nodded . “Yeah, I just want to brush my
teeth.” I struggled to get up off of the bathroom floor, but I was
so uncoordinated that it didn’t work out too well. Liam smiled and
bent down, slipping his arms under me and picking me up easily as
if I weighed nothing at all. He sat me on the unit next to the
sink, grabbed my toothbrush and put on the toothpaste for me. I
smiled weakly and brushed my teeth, making sure all of the alcohol
taste was gone.
“ Bed?” he
asked , when I was done. I nodded and he
picked me up bridal style and carried me back to my bedroom. He had
pulled back the covers and was just about to put me in when I
remembered I was still in my party clothes.
“ Wait! I
don’t want to go to bed like this, ” I
mumbled, looking down at my shorts and tank top, I still had my
jewellery and shoes on too.
He nodded and
set me down on my feet , but I could
barely stand and I felt myself sway as my legs threatened to give
out on me. Liam wrapped one arm around my waist, holding me up, and
pulled my necklaces off. I got hold of the bottom of my top and
pulled it over my head, getting tangled in the process and starting
to laugh. I heard him sigh as he pushed me to make me sit on the
bed and pulled my top off for me. When I looked up at him I saw he
had an amused expression on his face. I laid back on the bed and
unbuttoned my shorts, raising my hips as I pulled them down over my
ass; he grabbed them and pulled them down slowly so I was laying
there in my bra and thong. He held my legs up in the air as he took
my sandals off one at a time.
“ Nice,” he
purred, looking me over with his trademark smirk, but I didn’t
care , I just laid there, giggling, until
my stomach lurched again.
“ Oh no!” I
gasped, trying to sit up, clamping a hand over my mouth. Quick as
lightening, he picked me up again and carried me back to the
bathroom, holding my hair again and rubbing my back while I emptied
my stomach.
After I had
brushed my teeth again , he slipped off
his t-shirt and pulled it over my head. “There’s another one to add
to your t-shirt collection,” he said with an easy smile, as he
picked me up and carried me into my bed. He walked off towards the
door. I thought he was going to leave and go back to the party, but
he didn’t, he just locked the door and slipped off his jeans,
climbing into the bed next to me. I could still hear the
shook his head, looking at me a little bewildered and then crashed
his lips to mine. I whimpered and pushed on his chest, trying to
get him off, his hands went to the back of my neck holding me still
and I felt him lick along my bottom lip. I clamped my mouth shut
and pushed him as hard as I could, but he didn’t budge. I started
to freak out; I could literally feel the panic attack taking over
as my heartbeat crashed in my ears.
The next
thing I know, he was gone. I looked up, puzzled, to see Liam
pinning him against the wall, his arm across the guys throat. He
looked so angry that I actually started to feel sorry for the guy,
who was now starting to turn a little red from not being able to
breathe.
“ You don’t
fucking touch her! What, you think you can just waltz in here and
kiss her even though she plainly didn’t
want it?” Liam growled angrily.
I started to
feel sick, literally, stared to feel sick. I jumped off the counter
and staggered for my en-suite, where I threw up what felt like
several liters of vodka. I groaned and flushed and moved back to
sit down when I leant against someone’s legs. I didn’t freak out
though , I could smell his aftershave, I
knew it was Liam.
“ You
alright?” he asked, his voice sympathetic. But I couldn’t answer; I
just leant over the toilet and threw up another bottle of vodka.
Wow, that’s a waste of money! Liam, bless him, was rubbing my back
in small circles and holding my hair up for me. After a few minutes
I felt a lot better. “You want to go to bed?” he asked, looking at
me concerned.
I
nodded . “Yeah, I just want to brush my
teeth.” I struggled to get up off of the bathroom floor, but I was
so uncoordinated that it didn’t work out too well. Liam smiled and
bent down, slipping his arms under me and picking me up easily as
if I weighed nothing at all. He sat me on the unit next to the
sink, grabbed my toothbrush and put on the toothpaste for me. I
smiled weakly and brushed my teeth, making sure all of the alcohol
taste was gone.
“ Bed?” he
asked , when I was done. I nodded and he
picked me up bridal style and carried me back to my bedroom. He had
pulled back the covers and was just about to put me in when I
remembered I was still in my party clothes.
“ Wait! I
don’t want to go to bed like this, ” I
mumbled, looking down at my shorts and tank top, I still had my
jewellery and shoes on too.
He nodded and
set me down on my feet , but I could
barely stand and I felt myself sway as my legs threatened to give
out on me. Liam wrapped one arm around my waist, holding me up, and
pulled my necklaces off. I got hold of the bottom of my top and
pulled it over my head, getting tangled in the process and starting
to laugh. I heard him sigh as he pushed me to make me sit on the
bed and pulled my top off for me. When I looked up at him I saw he
had an amused expression on his face. I laid back on the bed and
unbuttoned my shorts, raising my hips as I pulled them down over my
ass; he grabbed them and pulled them down slowly so I was laying
there in my bra and thong. He held my legs up in the air as he took
my sandals off one at a time.
“ Nice,” he
purred, looking me over with his trademark smirk, but I didn’t
care , I just laid there, giggling, until
my stomach lurched again.
“ Oh no!” I
gasped, trying to sit up, clamping a hand over my mouth. Quick as
lightening, he picked me up again and carried me back to the
bathroom, holding my hair again and rubbing my back while I emptied
my stomach.
After I had
brushed my teeth again , he slipped off
his t-shirt and pulled it over my head. “There’s another one to add
to your t-shirt collection,” he said with an easy smile, as he
picked me up and carried me into my bed. He walked off towards the
door. I thought he was going to leave and go back to the party, but
he didn’t, he just locked the door and slipped off his jeans,
climbing into the bed next to me. I could still hear the
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