Edge of Desire

Dedication for this girl with an amazingly cute kitty and a shared a passion for Captain America (Chris Evans) and Thor (Chris Hemsworth)! Maya_2011 For editing my story!

Edge of Desire

Chapter 9

Liam let out a sigh as they both finally reached the apartment. They shed their coats and scarfs hanging it on the hangers before walking into the bedroom. 

"Welcome to your humble abode for the time being. Feel at home with my stuff, tomorrow we will go get your stuff. If you want to take a shower towels are in the closet and you will have to use my body wash for now. Other than that ask me if you need anything and I'll try my best at helping you out."

Alison looked around at the now familiar room and turned to smile at Liam. She walked over wrapping her arms around his waist and kissed his chest. 

"Thank you for doing this, you really didn't need to but thank you I appreciate it." Liam smiled down at her pecking her forehead before she pulled away and stripped as she made her way tithe bathroom. By the time she got to the door she was only in her underwear leaving Liam frozen in the room staring after her, mouthwatering at the skin he knew was soft to the touch exposed before him. He grunted at the strain he felt against his ever so present friend. Finally tearing his eyes away from her once the door shut Liam inhaled deeply letting out a shaky exhaled. 

"God dammit." that girl got him so worked up easily. He felt like a hormonal teenage boy discovering the female anatomy all over again. His head snapped back to the door when it opened. Alison launched her underwear out perfectly aimed right at Liam's head. She giggled and. Loses the door again when it landed there and his reflexes caught it against his face. 

He heard the water start up and he let loose a tortured groan at the thought of her naked and wet. In both senses. He could smell her arousal on her underwear and if the sight of her bare flesh didn't get him hard that sure as hell did. 

He didn't know whether to regret offering his place or congratulating himself for good instinctive decision making. The girl that currently stood naked using his toiletries was going to be the death of him he knew it. 

He'd make the little vixen pay before he could get blue balls that was for sure and he was gonna have a hell of a time punishing her if need be. With that thought Liam smirked stripping and changing into to some shorts and heading for the living room, clicking on the TV. 

Twenty minutes later Alison stepped out of the bathroom all refreshed and smelling like a delicious man named Liam. Peeking through the door proved the coast was clear and she walked out drying herself off with a black towel. She came to realize none of her stuff was here so instead of wearing her close again she grabbed one of Liam's black shirts that went to mid-thigh and said 'Free Licks' on the chest area. Not wanting to wear her underwear over again she walked out finding him on the couch shirtless and watching TV. Acting as though his muscles on display weren't doing anything to her crazy hormones she sat down curling next to him and set her head on his shoulder. 

A drop from her hair landed on his chest trickling down the contours of his chest almost agonizing slowness as if in a teasing manner before finally soaking into the waistband of his boxers that showed under his black basketball shirts. Unable to resist she blew gently on the wet trail causing him to shiver and faster then she could comprehend she was on her back, legs on either side of Liam's hips, his erection pressing against her core which was radiating heat warmer than the California weather on its hottest day. The shirt rose enough to let Liam settle between her legs without any discomfort. Her chest rose and fell with effort. Heat pooled between her thighs when Liam shifted against her, her eyes rolling in the back of her head at the slightest of movements. Alison's toes curled at the friction on her little bundle of nerves and panted digging her nails into Liam's bare shoulders.