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What did that say about her? She never would have classified herself as a goody two-shoes, but the only time she’d ever submitted to a man was in her fantasies. She thought it was wrong to want a partner to have that much power over her.
Ever since his visit to her in jail, she’d pondered about what he had in mind for her. Having Liam slip that necklace around her neck before they came inside, and telling her what it meant, exceeded her wildest dreams.
Utah had been nervous that he was into spanking, or worse, whips and canes. Relief had flooded her system when he promised he would never hurt her unless she asked for it. Then the arousal took over.
Thankfully, Phoebe ran outside while she stripped naked, so she didn’t have to subject herself to the sweet pup’s scrutiny. She was scrutinizing herself enough for the both of them.
She folded her clothes neatly and left them on top of the washer, then quietly shut the laundry room door and made her way back to the kitchen wearing nothing but her collar.
Liam was standing at the island counter reading something on his phone and didn’t look up when she walked in the room.
Unsure of what she was supposed to do next, she placed her hands demurely in front of her and softly said, “Sir?”
A slow smile spread across his lips when he looked up from his phone and saw her standing there, just like he’d instructed—naked and wet.
“Come here.”
Her bare feet made no sound on the wooden floor as she went to him.
Looming over her, he leaned down to whisper in her ear, “Are you still wet?”
Without waiting for her response, he reached between her legs to discover for himself that indeed, she was.
“You’re soaked, baby.”
“You told me to be wet.”
“And you’re such a good girl”—he boosted her up on the island counter then stood between her thighs, taking off his glasses as he did—“to do as I asked.”
Without preamble, he undid his pants, pushed them and his underwear to his thighs, and plunged his hard cock inside her pussy.
Over the last month, Utah had pleasured herself more than once to the memory of what he’d felt like inside her. The real thing was so much better.
Liam rubbed her clit with his fingers as he thrust in and out of her, and she leaned back on her elbows and splayed her legs wider to encourage him to keep touching her.
She felt her orgasm start to form in her belly, and she lay flat on the cool, smooth counter as her fingers sought purchase against the granite.
Instead of pushing her over the edge, however, he withdrew his hand from her button, gripped her hips, and fucked her hard until he pulled out and splashed his cum all over her stomach with a low roar.
She loved hearing him come, as well as the feel of his warm seed on her skin. It was empowering to know she made him do that.
He smiled when he looked down at her spread out on the counter.
“I’ve missed you, little honeybee,” he said as he pulled his pants back up and tucked himself in. “Stay right there, let me grab a towel.”
Pulling a dish towel out of a drawer, he tenderly cleaned her stomach, then bent over to lay deferential kisses along it.
She tightened her body in anticipation of his tongue along her folds, but instead, he offered her his hand to help her up.
That’s weird.
She chalked it up to maybe he wanted to continue things in the bedroom. So, when he put his glasses back on and said, “Go get dressed, let’s take Phoebe for a walk,” she didn’t know what to think.
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Liam
He bit back his smile when he followed her into the bedroom to change out of his work clothes. He could tell she was frustrated—which is exactly what he wanted.
