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Chapter Sixteen

Harper’s heart skipped a beat as she waited for Liam’s response.

His eyes flashed and he groaned, dropping his head so that his mouth claimed hers while his hands cupped her ass and he dragged her against him. She submitted to his lips that were soft and yet unyielding, taking everything she had to give and more.

Holy shit. She’d missed this. Missed him. The dream she’d had earlier only reinforced her need to believe in him. It’d been her insecurities that had made her doubt him...doubt them.

Her father had been right all along...it was time she learned to trust someone, and Liam was the one man she should have put her faith in from the start. That their chemistry was off the charts was just a bonus.

He toed off his shoes even as she thrust off his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his powerful chest and golden expanse of skin. She broke their kiss to press her lips against his collarbone, then his thudding heart. It was beating like a jackhammer, his heightened needs matching hers.

Her chest suddenly tight, she crouched to kiss along the corded warmth of his stomach, loving the salty herbal scent of his skin, the rippling strength of his abs. Her hands trembled as she undid his zipper and button, then pulled them down along with his boxer briefs.

His cock reared up, powerful and long, and she clasped the base as she looked up at him, holding his stare as she opened her mouth to enclose the tip of him before slowly suctioning him almost to the base. She moaned a little, wishing she could work his cock all the way in.

He didn’t seem mind.

“Harper,” he groaned. His hands pushed through her hair, prickling her scalp until it burned. That it turned her on wasn’t even a question. Everything Liam did made her wet.

She bobbed her head up and down, devouring as much of him as possible. She loved the taste of him, salty like the ocean, yet minty like the herbs growing in a forest.

She couldn’t get enough.

“Enough,” he growled, his voice raw as he spoke the one word that was in direct contrast to what she wanted—until he admitted, “I want to come inside you while I make you come.”

She released him and he pulled her up and sealed his mouth to hers as he marched her backward into her bedroom. She fell onto her bed and he followed her down, his hard body contrary to the soft comforter beneath her spine.

He froze, his eyes holding hers. “I didn’t bring a condom.”

She shook her head. “It’s all right. I’m on contraception now, and I’m clean.”

His eyes flashed with something that looked like jealousy, maybe even resentment, then he shook his head. “I am too, clean I mean.” He laughed, though it sounded pained. “I can’t wait a second longer, wildflower.”

She opened her legs and wrapped them around his hips. He one-handed his shaft and guided it to her entrance, his eyes burning into hers even as he thrust deep inside her with a satisfied grunt.

She inhaled sharply. Despite his size, his bared cock felt all kinds of perfect inside her. Then he began pumping with long, hard thrusts that quickly increased speed and intensity, the friction burning and heating her from the inside out, turning her into a volcano on the verge of eruption.

He bent and kissed her, and she surrendered to his mastery, counterthrusting against his rhythmic thrusts while their tongues danced and swayed and he conquered her once and for all. The cumulative heat ruptured inside and her heart exploded into a million pieces while every other piece of her shattered in rapturous bliss.

He followed her to nirvana, grinding into her one last time, his groan long and loud as his seed blasted inside her and their slick bodies clung together like he was just as afraid as she was that they’d lose each other again.

He stayed buried inside of her as he kissed her brow, one of his hands playing with the shell hanging from its cord around her neck. His gaze lifted and caught hers. “That was incredible.”

She nodded, too stunned to put into words how damn good they were together.

He blinked, his piercing blue stare darkening. “But as much as I loved having sex with you, I didn’t come here expecting it.”

She managed a shaky smile. “I’m not complaining.”

“I’m definitely not complaining either, wildflower. It’s just...I have no willpower when it comes to you. You’re all I think about.”

“Then I’m glad I’m not alone.” She blinked up at him. “You’re all I think about, too.”

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