Previously on Move– Read Chapter 17 HERE
Catch up from the beginning HERE
Liam and Aria stand in front of her apartment building as she digs in her purse for her keys.
“I um…I’d invite you up, but-” Aria begins to say as she looks down at her keys, fiddling in her hands.
“But that may not be the best of ideas?” Liam asks smirking.
“No, probably not,” she says smiling.
“You know that’s not all it’s about for me, right? I mean I won’t deny that I want you, but I want to get to know you first. Before anything else escalates between us. I know we can get wrapped up in each other, and lose ourselves. But I will make more of an effort to keep myself in check.”
“Thank you. But I mean, it’s not just you. I know I can be rather forward. And I will work on that too.”
“I must admit I am usually far greater at exercising self-control. But being around you, I find it rather difficult.”
“I um… (clears her throat) I know what you mean,” she says with a flirtatious smile as she looks up at him.
Liam smirks at her as their eyes lock in intensity.
“Screw it,” Aria says pulling him into a kiss as they push through her building door, his hands sliding up and down her figure.
Aria and Liam crash into her apartment.
“My bedroom is back this way,” she says pulling him by his collar.
Liam kisses her passionately as he follows her lead, “Aria, love, are you trying to kill me?” he whispers as he lets out a husky laugh against her lips.
“I think it’s safe to say no,” she whispers as she kisses him with more urgency than before, wrapping her arms around his neck as he lifts her legs up around his waist.
“You really think we’re ready for this? I mean we just said-“
“I know what I said, just kiss me,” she says as his lips crash over hers. He walks them into her bedroom.
Liam places her gently on her bed, as she rips open his shirt, stroking his chest.
He leans into a kiss as he cups her face, his other hand slides the zipper of her dress down.
“Aria,” he whispers nervously as his eyes lock onto hers.
“Close the door,” she whispers.
Liam looks at her, he kisses her passionately and then walks over to the door closing it.
Aria let’s out a scream as Liam laughs lightly, the two wrapped up in each other’s arms, clothing scattered, but Aria and Liam still in their under garments.
“So you are ticklish, aren’t you love?” Liam says tickling her sides, placing a kiss on her lips as he slides his hands along her body.
“I guess a little,” she says laughing as she kisses him her arms wrapped around his shoulders.
Liam chuckles, deepening their kiss. Flipping them, as his lips work their way down to her neck.
“Liam…” she whispers, her body moving closer to him.
“Hmm?” he whispers against her skin.
“What are we doing?” she asks with a laugh as she looks down at their entangled bodies.
“If it’s not obvious, I’m seriously going to have to rethink my powers of seduction,” he says with a laugh as he kisses her.
“I’m serious? Why are we still wearing clothes, get these off,” she says reaching for the waistline of his boxers.
“Alright! Ok!” he says laughing as he stops her hands.
“What?” she says sadly.
“Aria, I want you. Trust me. I do. I am fighting everything in me right now. You are making it very hard for me to think straight. But I promised you I would.”
“We can change our minds, can’t we?” she says stroking her hands up and down his chest.
“I have to admit your kind of giving me whiplash here. One minute I’m moving too fast for you and distracting you from your dream, then the next you’re trying to take my clothes off. I don’t know what you want from me, love.”
“I’m sorry, I know! Ugh! What is wrong with me?” she says covering her face.
“Nothing,” he says cupping her face as he pouts.
“I just, when we’re alone. I just- I can’t stop thinking about what it would be like to be with you. It’s like logic falls out of my head and I can’t think straight. I don’t want to.”
“That’s all well and good love. I know how you feel, because I feel the same way. And the truth is we can have sex. We’re both adults, we both want to. But I want it to be the right time. I don’t want you to regret it.”
“I honestly don’t think I could ever regret being with you,” she says raising her eyebrows as her hands slide along his toned abs.
“I think that’s just your hormones talking,” he says smirking as a chuckle escapes his lips.
“Maybe. But I don’t think that has to be a bad thing,” Aria says kissing his neck.
“You know, (clears his throat) there are other things we could do,” he says lowering himself on the mattress.
“Really?” she says flirtatiously. “Do tell?” she says opening her legs as her back arches her body closer to him.
“I’d prefer to show you,” he whispers his eyes peering up at her, intensely yet sparkling blue.
Aria leans back as she grabs a poll on her headboard.
“So just to be clear, we’re going to do everything, but have sex?” Aria asks confused.
“Let’s start here, and see how much you can handle,” Liam smirks as he ducks beneath her sheets.
Aria let’s out a breathy moan as her other hand claws at the sheets.
The next morning Aria peeks out of her bed room door.
“Coast is clear, come on, hurry!” she says pulling him by the hand.
“Are you ashamed of me, love?” he asks with a chuckle as she pulls him to the front door.
“No I am saving you from having to answer to my most likely very cranky, and sleep deprived roommates,” Aria says standing up on her tippy toes, placing a kiss on his lips.
“You were quite loud, love.” he says smirking
Aria gasps as she hints him in the chest.
“We didn’t even get to the main event,” he says his eyes flickering as he reaches for the hem of her oversized t-shirt.
“Hey!” she says slapping his hands away with a laugh, “It’s not my fault you had my head spinning,” she says laughing as her cheeks begin to blush.
“Oh love, you have no idea, that was nothing,” he whispers pulling her into him as he kisses her passionately.
“Hmm,” she says smiling up at him, as she kisses him again her hands sliding down his bare chest, his white collared shirt hangs open. “Cover this sexy body up, please. I’d like to not have my man displayed for all the world to see,” she whispers against his lips as he laughs.
“Yes ma’am,” he smirks as he starts to button his shirt.
Aria smiles brightly at him as she hands him his suit jacket.
“Hmm, I like being your man. Yea. That works,” he says leaning in and placing a kiss on her lips.
“Yea?” she asks scrunching her nose, as she looks up at him.
“Yea,” he says nodding, his heart melting as he kisses her again.
“Call me?” she asks.
“Of course,” he smirks, “bye love,” he whispers kissing her once more before leaving.
Aria closes her door and leans up against it. She grabs her chest, “Oh my god!” she whispers to herself. Closing her eyes replaying last night’s events.
Opening her eyes she’s met with two very frazzled cousins.
“There better be coffee,” Yolanda says walking into the kitchen.
Layla groans in agreement as she drags her feet over to a seat at the island.
“Did I wake you…last night?” Aria says wincing.
“Ya think? I swear if you both didn’t have jobs he would have spent all afternoon here too!” Layla says.
“You’re probably right about that.” Aria says smiling coyly.
Yolanda and Layla both give her a look.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be so vocal about it…” Aria says as she grabs a water from the fridge and then doubles back and switches it for a Gatorade.
“So I take it things went well with Liam. Gatorade good huh?” Layla says pointing to her drink of choice.
“Um…yes, but we uh didn’t actually have sex…”
“So then what was with all the “Oh Liam!” “Oh my god, Liam!”” Layla and Yolanda yell making fun of her.
“Hey, you know there are other things you can do…” Aria says shrugging her shoulders.
“Oh yes ok. I am aware. But really that’s all you did… And he just offered?” Yolanda asked.
“Yup,” Aria says smiling as she grabs a banana from the fruit bowl on the kitchen island.
“Wow, that’s…” Yolanda begins.
“Hot,” Layla finishes.
“Very,” Aria says raising an eyebrow. “But trust me, I definitely returned the favor,” she says smirking.
Layla and Yolanda burst out laughing.
“Oh my god! You dirty bird.” Layla says.
“I’m just really happy,” Aria says smiling brightly.
“Good,” Yolanda says smiling.
“You deserve it,” Layla agrees.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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