Summary: When MC (Riley) walks out to the beach to take a break from the party, she finds Liam waiting for her.
Riley left the party and stepped outside into the cool night air, listening to the surf rolling across the nearby beach. It was so hot inside and she was starting to feel stifled by the pressures of the party: Bertrand breathing down her neck, Madeline’s scheming … it was nothing Riley couldn’t handle, but she just needed a break. She looked out towards water and saw a row of chaise lounges set up on the sand. Perfect. Riley picked up the hem of her dress and kicked off her heels before starting to walk towards the water. The sand felt so good under her feet, such a delicious contrast to her formal gown, and as she got closer to the row of chairs, she realized she wasn’t alone.
“Liam?” she asked, surprised. Liam looked over his shoulder at the sound of her voice and smiled when he saw her.
“Riley, hi,” he said, sitting up a little and straightening his tuxedo. “Fancy meeting you here.”
“What are you doing out here?” Riley asked as she drew closer. Liam scooted back on the chaise lounge, one leg on either side, and motioned for her to sit down, which she did. Liam sighed and took her hand in his.
“I just needed a break,” he said, lightly rubbing his thumb across the back of her hand. “These parties during the social season get kind of draining after a while.”
“I know what you mean,” Riley said, as she glanced back at the palace, its windows ablaze with lights. “Do you want me to leave you alone out here?”
“Absolutely not,” Liam said, leaning in to give her a gentle kiss. “There is no one I’d rather be alone with than you.”
Liam leaned back on the chaise lounge and Riley lay down beside him, placing her head on his chest. She pulled up her dress above her knees, enough to allow her to put one of her legs over Liam’s. Riley enjoyed listening to the metronome of Liam’s heart, her hand wrapped around his waist. Liam let his fingers trace down the length of her arm, gently brushing her skin as the waves rolled in and out. He kissed her forehead and Riley tilted up her face, softly letting her lips meet his. Riley pushed herself up a little until she was even with Liam and he deepened the kiss, his hand falling from her throat to lightly trace the neckline of her dress. Riley slowly ran her hand down Liam’s front until her hand rested on the front of his trousers. Liam moaned softly and kissed the curve of Riley’s neck as she began to gently rub her hand, feeling Liam stiffen under her touch. She unbuckled his belt, the clink of the buckle swallowed up by the sound of the surf, and unzipped his trousers, sliding her hand inside to grasp him firmly. Liam moaned and unzipped the back of her dress, sliding his hand against her bare skin, his fingers digging into her back.
Riley sat up and tugged her skirt up higher, pulling it up around her hips as she straddled Liam’s lap. Liam slid his hands down the curve of her hips and slipped one hand between her legs, under the bunched fabric of her gown. He bit his lip when he felt how wet she was. Liam pushed her panties aside and slid his fingers along her, settling his thumb against her clit, rubbing in slow circles. Riley moaned softly, pushing her hips against his fingers. She tugged his pants opened and pulled him free, taking him firmly in her hands and tracing his tip along her wet lips.
When she couldn’t wait anymore, Riley lowered herself onto him. She gasped at the sensation of Liam filling her and she arched her back as she moved up and down his length. Liam gripped her hips and moved in and out of her, loving the way her unzipped dress fell from her shoulders to reveal her breasts. He leaned up and captured one of them in his mouth, biting and sucking and pulling her closer. Riley could feel the climax swelling her in like a wave and she moved faster, moaning with each thrust. Then she crashed over the edge, her orgasmic cries tumbling into the surf as her hips bucked hard against Liam’s, bringing him to a finish inside her, his hands clenching her dress, feeling a small rip under his hands. Liam fell back on the chaise lounge and Riley collapsed on top of him, both of them breathing hard.
“God, I love you,” Liam whispered, pulling her close for a kiss. Riley smiled.
“Are you allowed to say that at this point in the social season, Your Majesty?” She asked, letting her lips trail across his jaw to his ear, the warmth of her breath making him shiver.
“I don’t care,” he said, kissing her again. “I’m tired of only doing what everyone else wants.”
“What about me?” Riley asked innocently. “What if I want you to do something?”
“Well that depends,” Liam said, running his fingers along her spine. “What did you have in mind?”
“Oh, I don’t know,” Riley said lightly. “Maybe something like this … maybe something involving me kneeling in front of my king …”
Liam laughed.
“I’m not king yet,” he protested unconvincingly.
“But you’re already my king,” she said, pulling him tighter to her. “And I love you.”
Liam grinned and kissed her again before he pushed himself up on his elbows and glanced back towards the palace.
“I hate to say it, but I think we should probably go back in there,” he said.
“Ugh, you’re probably right,” Riley said as she sat up, pulling the straps of her dress back over her shoulders. Liam adjusted his pants and re-buckled his belt before sitting up beside Riley, zipping up the back of her dress.
“Oh no,” Liam said, noticing a small rip in the fabric at the bottom of the zipper.
“What?” Riley asked, glancing back over her shoulder.
“It seems I might have ripped your dress a little,” Liam said apologetically. “But it’s very small, I doubt anyone will notice,” he said quickly. “Especially now that everyone has had enough to time consume entirely too much champagne.”
Riley laughed.
“I’m sure it’s fine,” she said. “And anyway, maybe you can finish ripping the dress off me later.”
Liam grinned and stood up, offering a hand to Riley which she accepted, the skirt of her dress dropping from its gathers at her waist, down to its rightful place. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her sweetly as the breeze blew in off the ocean around them. Then he took her hand, lacing his fingers between hers, and the two of them walked back across the sand towards the waiting party.
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