Liam didn't need to be told twice. He unzipped his fly and freed his throbbing cock, not bothering to fully disrobe. He notched the head at her entrance and thrust forward in one smooth motion.
"Ahhh!" Sarah cried out as he filled her completely. She gripped the edge of the counter for support, bracing herself against Liam's powerful strokes.
Liam pistoned into her relentlessly, his hips slapping against her ass with each forceful thrust. Sarah's pussy squeezed him like a vice, drawing him in deeper.
"Harder," she demanded breathlessly. "Fuck me harder!"
Liam obliged, hammering into her with reckless abandon. The kitchen filled with the lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and their ragged moans.
They came together in a rush of sensation - Liam exploding deep inside Sarah's spasming pussy, Sarah's walls milking him for every last drop. They slumped against each other, chests heaving, limbs trembling.
As they slowly regained their composure, reality began to set in. Liam and Sarah realized the risk they had just taken - almost getting caught by Liam's father, sneaking around in broad daylight.
"We can't do this again," Sarah said sadly, straightening her clothes. "It's too dangerous."
Liam nodded, zipping up his pants with shaking hands. "I know. But I don't know how much longer I can go without you."
Sarah pulled him into a fierce hug. "I feel the same way," she whispered into his ear. "We'll figure something out. For now, we have to be strong."
Over the next few weeks, Liam and Sarah managed to maintain a tentative self-control around each other. They continued their secret trysts in stolen moments - a quick handjob in the car during Liam's driving lesson, a sloppy sixty-nine in the bathroom during his dad's poker nights.
But it wasn't enough. Their love and lust for each other grew with each passing day, consuming them utterly. They were both miserable - restless, irritable, distracted.
Finally, Liam reached his breaking point. One evening after dinner, he announced to his father that he would be staying at a friend's house for the weekend. Then he turned to Sarah with a meaningful look.
Sarah's heart raced as she watched Liam pack an overnight bag and slip out the front door. She knew what this meant - they were finally going to be alone together for an extended period of time. No more sneaking around, no more hiding their feelings.
After counting to ten, she grabbed her purse and headed out the door herself. Liam was waiting for her in the car down the block, engine running.
They didn't speak as Liam drove to a nearby motel. It was only when they entered their room and Liam locked the door behind them that the dam finally burst.
"Mom," Liam choked out, tears springing to his eyes. "I can't do this anymore. I love you too much."
Sarah crossed the room in two strides and pulled him into her arms. "Oh baby," she soothed, stroking his hair. "I love you too. So much."
They kissed then, a deep, soulful kiss that spoke of all the love and longing they had suppressed for so long. Liam walked Sarah backwards towards the bed until the backs of her legs hit the mattress.
He gently pushed her down onto the comforter, crawling on top of her and settling between her spread thighs. Sarah wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.
They made love slowly this time, savoring every touch and caress. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony as if they had been made for each other.
Liam worshipped Sarah's body with his hands and mouth - trailing kisses along her neck, sucking on her nipples until they were stiff peaks, lavishing attention on her sex until she was writhing with pleasure.
Sarah urged Liam onto his back and straddled him, sinking down on his thick shaft inch by inch. She rode him leisurely, undulating her hips in sensual waves. They lost themselves in each other, taking their time to fully appreciate this new intimacy.
When they finally climaxed, it was with a shared moan of ecstasy. Liam pulled Sarah down to rest on his chest, both of them panting and slick with sweat.
They dozed off like that - tangled together in a tangle of limbs and sheets, safe in each other's embrace. For the first time in weeks, they felt at peace.
Over the course of the weekend, Liam and Sarah explored every inch of each other's bodies and minds. They talked about their feelings, their fears, their hopes for the future.
They made love in every possible position - missionary, cowgirl, doggy style, even a steamy session in the shower. Liam discovered Sarah's appreciation for anal play and fingered her puckered hole until she screamed his name.
In turn, Sarah taught Liam about edging - drawing out his pleasure by bringing him to the brink of orgasm again and again before backing off. By the time she finally let him come, Liam thought he might pass out from the intensity.
But their time together wasn't all sex. They also watched movies snuggled up on the couch, ordered room service, and went for long walks in a nearby park holding hands.
They knew this arrangement couldn't last forever - at some point they would have to go back to their real lives and figure out what to do about their unconventional relationship.
For now though, they simply reveled in each other's company - two lost souls who had found solace and salvation in forbidden love.