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I shake my head side to side because words take brainpower, and I tapped out about five kisses ago.
He chuckles, sexy and rough, as hot air brushes against my exposed skin. “I’m more than happy to welcome you to the best night of your life.”
No more warnings and no more words as Liam’s mouth lowers. And fuck, once his tongue darts out, I’m knocked out mentally while my body thrives. He really knows what to do because my legs shake as they grip onto his shoulders like a lifeline.
My fingers claw at the sheets in search of anything to ground me. A million nerves fire off in my body, buzzing with arousal and excitement at Liam’s torment. Never in my life have I experienced something as amazing as this. My toes curl and my core throbs.
Tonight is an essential lesson of distinguishing men from boys. Liam’s hands grip my ass, holding me in place as his tongue brands me.
My body disconnects from my brain, entranced by Liam’s dedication to his task. His tongue brings my imposing orgasm to life. He looks at me, hitting me with a look of hunger and satisfaction as his lips wrap around my clit. The sight of him, combined with his synergistic torture, pushes me over. He promised I’d be seeing stars, and damn, the universe has never looked or felt so damn good.
My body quakes as he continues lapping at me, never stopping until my body calms once more.
I blink at the ceiling. Liam gives my sensitive area one last kiss before he places my legs back on the edge of the bed. He leaves behind a few kisses on my thighs before rocking back on his heels, leaving me panting and waiting. I prop myself up on my elbows.
Liam sends me a satisfied smile.
I bite on my swollen lip. “I think the list is going to break me.”
How can I complete all the items with him when a few set me on fire?
“No. I’m going to break you. But I’ll put you back together to watch you fall apart all over again around my cock. What fun we’ll have together.” He gets up and strips out of his jeans, giving me a view of his muscular legs. His hands pull off his shirt. I suck in a breath at the sight of him standing in front of me. Golden skin and ridges of muscle from his traps to his toes greet me, along with his stiff dick pushing against the fabric of his boxer briefs.
Basically, to put it short, Liam is fine as fuck. Screw looking like a Ken doll when he fits the expectations of a G.I. Joe action figure reporting for Operation O.
With two more orgasms to go before he breaks his own bet, I struggle to withhold my enthusiasm. Liam returns to the bed and crawls over my body.
“I’ve wanted to do this since I saw you in Shanghai.” He traces a line of kisses across my collarbone, my skin pebbling when his tongue darts out and traces the delicate bone. Liam’s lips never leave my skin, moving onto my breasts. His lips wrap around one nipple while his other hand squeezes and plays with the other. I can die from the happiness and desire flowing inside of me, never doubting his skills again.
Liam’s eyes meet mine every so often, his icy-blue gaze resembling a summer storm, brewing with swirls of blue.
I push myself into him because I want more. Liam’s tongue runs across the valley of my chest before finding my other pointed nipple. He licks and teases me, bringing me closer to the edge again. His unoccupied hand moves down my stomach.
His fingers pump into me while he teases my breasts, his lips sucking at the soft flesh above my nipple, marking me for no one but him to see. The bite of pain mixed with his steady pumping sets me off again, my brain soaring away from me without a glance back.
He gives me time to come back to the present moment. “Look at that, you have more than one in you.”
This man gives the devil a run for his money. Liam gets up from the bed, opening up the side drawer and pulling out a condom. He pushes his boxer briefs down, revealing his thick cock, looking smooth and ready.
I crawl toward the edge of the bed, my fingers grabbing the package from his hand and ripping the foil. He takes a deep breath as I roll the condom down his shaft. One of my fingers runs up his length once I finish. My knees wobble, but I stay steady.
Liam gets on the bed, tugging me along with him. My head falls against his chest, and his fingers run along the ridges of my spine, his touch searing itself into my memory.
“Ever ridden someone’s cock before?” His husky voice rings through the room.
“Nope.”
“Now’s your turn to show me you want this with us. Make me believe you because I’m afraid you’ll walk out that room and avoid me once everything is done.” He whispers in my ear before his tongue traces the sensitive skin.
His task weighs between us. He wants to give me control because he doubts my commitment to trying. My heart hammers in my chest, afraid of doing something wrong.
“You’re sexy as fuck. Stop doubting yourself.” He grabs my hand and presses it against his cock. “Feel that? There’s no denying I want you to fuck me. You should be confident in yourself, and in trying this out with us.”
My chest tightens at his thoughtfulness to build my confidence. It confuses me. Everything about him sets me off, in good and bad ways, making me uncertain of where to go from here.
I lean into him, pressing my lips against his. My tongue teases his, stealing his groan as my hand runs down his chest. I climb on top of him, kissing him without caution, not giving a damn about something swirling in my chest.
I slowly guide him inside of me, sucking in a sharp breath at the feel of him in this position. My hands press against his chest to stabilize me. Anything to keep me from drifting away, the feel of him overriding every nerve inside of me.
