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“And yet you’re going to ignore your instincts and better judgment, aren’t you?” she asked sweetly.

Electricity gathered in the air between them, a frisson of power jolting through her even before he growled low in his throat and said, “You really are perfect for me.”

Keeping his hand in place, he dropped his head so that his mouth slammed over hers, dominating the kiss that might have been bruising if she wasn’t kissing him back just as fiercely.

He was just the distraction she needed right now.

She was still fighting grief after the loss of her father a little under six months ago, add in the weight of their dream that now verged on a nightmare of creating a bed and breakfast, and she wanted this piece of heaven with Liam even more.

Their chemistry was explosive, her yearning to have him buried between her thighs while he exorcised the grief right out of her head now all too clear. She needed this...needed him.

He was still kissing her when he dropped his hand from her face and slid it under her short skirt. With deft ease, he pushed aside her thong and flicked her clit with his thumb.

She jerked and gasped, her wide eyes staring up into his. “People are watching us!”

His smile didn’t seem to reach his eyes, not with his stare so sharply focused on her. “No one can see the bottom half of you,” he said thickly. “The speaker conceals you from the side and my body conceals you from every other angle. You’re safe.”

“Is that what you say to all the girls you make out with at the club?”

“Only the ones who look like they need stimulation,” he purred thickly.

Her heart stuttered. “And I look like I need that?”

He nodded, then said softly, “You do.”

He massaged her nub a little harder and her head fell back as delicious currents of desire pulsed through her. Within seconds she was at the point where she didn’t care if every eye was on them while she fell apart under his ministrations. In some ways, it turned her on even more. Let them look if that was what they wanted. All she wanted was to orgasm and be reminded that life wasn’t all stress and hard work.

“Just how many other girls have you’ve been with who looked like they needed this...stimulation?” she asked in a croaky voice, electricity burning through her.

“Just you,” he admitted. “I’ve never made another woman climax here in the nightclub.”

She squirmed against his hand even as she blinked up at him. “Do you really mean that?”

“I don’t make a habit of lying just to get into a woman’s pants.” He paused, as though waiting for her to disagree.

Her eyes narrowed. She’d been so close to orgasm! Had he deliberately stopped? “I’m not about to argue the point. Keep doing what you were doing.”

His eyes burned like blue flames. “You’re about to come hard, my gorgeous wildflower.”

Her pussy clenched at his words, even as she asked, “Wildflower?”

He continued deftly massaging her with one hand while he used his other to reverently touch her hair. “Your strawberry blonde hair reminds me of a wildflower. Those ones with white petals and the faintest hue of pink.”

She gasped, pleasure thrumming through her veins. “That’s kind of cute.”

“Cute wasn’t exactly the word I was going for when you’re about to come,” he said hoarsely, before he slid a finger deep inside her.

She wanted to thrust against his hand for long, pleasurable hours, but at this rate she’d be lucky to last another minute. She needed this so badly. She sucked in a gasp as liquid heat drenched her thighs and his fingers, stars bursting behind her eyes even as she was thrown up to the heavens where other stars shone just as brightly.

Holy shit.

She’d never orgasmed this hard, and never from a stranger’s touch. She’d had a handful of lovers, each one as progressively worse as the last. She realized now she’d been with duds. Liam’s handiwork had quickly opened her eyes to that solid little fact.

He withdrew his hand and tucked her thong back into place, then lifting his hand, he sucked on the finger he’d pushed deep inside her. “You taste as good as you look, wildflower.”

A shudder of need throbbed through her. She might have orgasmed, but the lioness inside her wanted more. She wanted him to fuck her completely, to fill her with his huge cock and make her come harder than she’d ever come before.

She exhaled and crossed her arms, adopting a standoffish position. “That was...nice, thank you.”

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