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“Like you want to, you know, here.”
I reach my hand up and stroke it along her reddened cheek, savoring the way she moves her face toward the movement. She’s so damn cute.
How has nobody ever seen that before?
Not that I’m complaining.
It means I get her to myself.
Forever.
“You’re such a shy thing,” I laugh. “You can’t say fuck, Lola?”
“Of course I can,” she flares. “Just not when you’re looking at me like that.”
I chuckle and take a step back, closing my eyes and turning my face away from her.
“Go on then,” I tease. “Say it. Tell me how badly you want it. I’m not looking at you at all now, so you have no excuse.”
She giggles. “Are you serious?”
“Deadly serious,” I growl. “Now do what you’re told.”
“I want it,” she murmurs.
I can’t help but smirk. She’s such a young shy sexy girl.
“Want what?” I snap.
“You—it.”
“Say it, Lola,” I demand.
“I want you to fuck me,” she says, a moan in her voice now. “I dreamed of it, Liam. I’ve looked at videos and pictures of you online and I—”
Her voice quivers into silence when I open my eyes and turn back to her.
She’s biting her lip, her eyes downcast, as though she’s ashamed at what she’s just admitted to me.
“Keep going,” I tell her.
“I can’t believe I just said that,” she murmurs.
I touch her chin and guide her gaze to mine, staring firmly into her eyes. “But you did, so don’t take it back now. What did you do, you horny thing?”
“Are you mad at me?”
I laugh grimly. “Mad at the thought of you touching that sweet wet pussy as you stared at me? Why would I be angry about that? I’m just pissed off I wasn’t there to see it. But I will, Lola. I’ll make you touch yourself for me, get yourself ready for me. And then I’ll train and tame your pussy. Only for me—forever. Only fucking me.”
“Only you,” she moans.
“How many times did you touch yourself, you perfect gorgeous thing?” I ask.
“A few,” she says quietly.
I grab her by the shoulders and pull her toward me, crushing my lips against hers. She gasps and shivers against me. Her breasts flatten against my hard-muscled body. Her hands move across my back, her fingernails scratching.
She moans through the kiss and then I break it off, staring intensely into her eyes.
“I need to feel you,” I growl.
“H-here?” she murmurs.
I sigh. “No. It’s your first time. I want you to be comfortable. You deserve to be treated like a queen, in a hotel suite with a hot tub and a sauna to get you nice and sweaty and stinky for me.”
She giggles. “You said that before. Stinky. Isn’t that supposed to be a bad thing?”
“Maybe,” I say. “But with you, it’s the best thing in the damn world. I’m addicted to your scent. I’m addicted to the tanginess of it. Your pussy smells so fucking real. It’s like your womb is flooding it with all these special scents just for me, your body screaming at me to put a child in you.”
“That should sound crazy,” she murmurs.
“But it doesn’t,” I growl.
“No, not even a little bit. But, Liam …”
She disentangles herself from me and turns away.
All around us on the silver, glittering dance floor of the club, boxes of decorations sit. Streamers hang from the walls and a big blood-red flag lies in a pile on the floor, waiting for us to hang it over the dance floor. The flag has a giant heart on it.
I thought it was all overkill before – Valentine’s day is such a scam, I thought – and yet with Lola standing amidst it all, it seems somehow right.
“But what?” I growl as she leans down to pick up another bundle of decorations.
“You know what,” she murmurs, returning to the step ladder.
When she lays her foot on the first step, her pants tighten and hug close to her delicious ass cheeks.
I bite down, my cock giving another serpent’s twitch.
Even now, when we’re supposed to be having a serious conversation, I can’t stop myself from salivating like an animal over her.
That ass deserves to be spanked and bitten and caressed until she’s squirming and can’t stop herself from creaming endlessly.
“What happens if we cross that line and Kayley finds out?”
“Kayley is going to find out,” I snap.
She flinches, and then goes on with the decorating, leaning up to stick another red streamer to the wall.
I move close to her again, ready to catch her if she should fall, the same way I’ll always be ready to catch her for the rest of our lives.
“Think about it,” I go on. “We both agree that we want children together. Your womb wouldn’t let you get away with not taking my seed. I think my balls would explode if I didn’t empty myself inside of you. I can’t fight this urge, especially not now that I know I’m going to be your only one.”
