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“Then let’s not let it,” he said fiercely.

The last of my protests died on my lips as he kissed me deeper. It was a kiss of release, of two people who had been thinking about it in the backs of their heads all night without really realizing it. His hands slid over my back, his body hard and warm as he pulled me closer. I melted into him, inhaling his scent while running my hands over his body. What I felt totally surprised me. Liam’s clothes were all slim-fitted, but there was strong muscle underneath. He may have been lean, but he was anything but weak.

Liam’s hand slid to my hip. Lingering. I parted my legs even more, inviting, and he took the signal. His fingers slid up my dress and along the edge of my panties, tenderly exploring what I was wearing. Tracing the elastic around the front while his tongue danced in my mouth.

“I really wasn’t trying to guilt you into this when I… pulled you from the building,” he said.

“I know... ohhh.” I moaned into his mouth as his fingers slid into my panties and across my clit. He plunged them deeper, rubbing around my drenched slit while his tongue undulated against my own. I pulled his shirt over his head, getting a tantalizing glimpse of his chiseled chest before he was diving into my neck, kissing a trail down to my collarbone. I tilted my head back and moaned to the ceiling.

Liam’s second hand slid up my dress, and he backed away to pull my panties off. His body pressed into my wet sex again, now with less fabric between us, and I ached for what I felt bulging against the interior of his jeans. I sighed deeply. Then he was moving lower, lifting the dress so he could kiss along my belly and navel, pausing just above my drenched pussy. The pause lasted only a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity. The tension drove me wild.

His tongue lashed out, flicking across my clit. I sucked in my breath and clenched my muscles as lightning bolts of pleasure surged through my body. Liam wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked on it gently. Meanwhile his hand was sliding along the inside of my thigh, across my pussy lips to rub the soft flesh just inside.

I closed my eyes and surrendered to the pleasure as he ate me out. His fingers only teased inside my lips, never penetrating me deeply the way I wanted, but the way his mouth and tongue worked on my clit was enough by itself.

“You taste exactly how I thought you would,” he rumbled against my skin.

“How’s that?” I gasped.

“Delicious. I could remain down here all night. I never want to leave.”

“I don’t want you to leave,” I said, running my fingers through his blond hair and holding him against me. His tongue swirled and his fingers pushed deeper, first one and then two, corkscrewing inside of me with a steady pulse.

I hadn’t expected the night to go this way. I hadn’t even entertained the idea that this might happen—and I believed Liam when he said the same. Somehow, that made it so much hotter.

I sighed and savored the way Liam ate me out on the kitchen counter. The deft swirls of his tongue made me clench my eyes shut. Then, suddenly, I felt a cool sensation on my belly.

Liam had popped the top off the other jug and was pouring a tiny trickle of piña colada into my belly button.

“You know what’s not sexy?” I purred. “A pussy that has sticky sugar all over it.”

He grinned up at me. “Just a little bit. I won’t go crazy.” He poured a little more into my navel, which caused a bit to run down my belly and toward my pubic hair. Before it could, his tongue ran up my skin, licking it all up. Then he returned to my clit. He alternated like that, swirling around my clit and then sucking up more piña colada juice, flicking the light switch of erotic pleasure pulsing through my body.

And then, with surprising abruptness, I felt the pleasured pressure build inside of me. I gasped and groaned with ecstasy, my chest heaving with quick breaths. Liam picked up on all my signals, fingering me faster and faster and focusing on my clit with his mouth as my orgasm arrived, causing my entire body to go tight like a wire. Liam’s free hand gripped my thigh firmly as I convulsed against him, tightening my grip in his hair until the waves of intense pleasure finally ended.

I felt Liam smiling against my inner thigh while I panted, catching my breath. “Oh my God.”

“You clamped down on me so hard,” he purred, “I thought you were going to snap my fingers off.”

I pulled him up into a standing position and kissed him, tasting myself and the pineapple on his lips. “I guess we split the piña colada after all.”

“There’s a little bit left, too.” He took a sip, then handed the rest to me. I downed it in one long gulp.

After what he had done to me, I wanted to do the same. To make him feel every bit of ecstasy that had just scoured my body. I slid off the counter and put a hand on his bare chest, pushing him back toward the couch. I made him sit on the edge, then went to my knees and unzipped his jeans.

“You don’t have to,” he said, eyes sparkling.

I grinned up at him. “We don’t have to do any of this. But it’s awfully fun, isn’t it?”

Liam smiled back at me. “Well when you say it like that…”

I slid his pants off, revealing navy boxers with an enormous bulge in the front. And when I pulled those off too and saw what was inside…

“What the hell?” I said.

He frowned. “What?”

“You’re funny, and charming, and incredibly sexy… and you have a big dick?”

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