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Liam pushes my head back on the pillows. “Senses are a funny thing. You take out two, it heightens the rest.” He grabs my wrists and wraps them up with what I assume is the tie he threw on the bed earlier. The knot is tight enough for my hands to not get loose, but not enough to hurt me. Looks like Liam wants to knock out get tied up, as well.
I test it once and am met with resistance. “Were you a Boy Scout before? That’s one good knot.”
“Nope. I preferred the kids’ book club.”
I sigh. “Only you could make being a member of a book club sound sexy.”
He closes the gap, his familiar scent enveloping me. Something makes a metallic clanking noise off to the side before Liam’s body slides down mine, tracing the contours of my body with warm kisses. When he reaches the area begging for his attention, I get hit with an ice-cold kiss.
Literally, ice cold.
Damn, I nearly forgot about Try foreplay with ice. With any other man, I wouldn’t find this sexy, the chilly feeling prompting my ass to lift off the bed. But somehow everything with Liam feels good. Warm fingers reach my aching places, giving way to some relief before his cold tongue finds my clit. It pulses with want as he sucks. His tongue brushes against me, lazily tracing circles.
“Holy shit. Are you for real right now?” My words morph into a moan.
The heat from my body melts the ice cube as Liam licks me with ruthlessness. His tongue is built for sin, running over my entrance before plunging inside of me. Pressure builds within me like a ticking bomb to the beat of my heart. Not being able to see or touch anything makes me attuned to everything else: my breathing, his touch, the coolness where his tongue lingers.
“I’ll take that as a good thing.” His rumble of a laugh vibrates against my clit, my spine prickling at the pressure swirling inside of me.
“I’m not even jealous of the girls you’ve been with before. I should send them thank-you cards.”
He slaps my core with the palm of his hand. My clit throbs, leaving me a needy mess at the sensation.
“Don’t bring anyone up. While you’re traveling with us, you’re mine. The fucking end. Do you have a problem with that?”
The blindfold blocks me from seeing his face, but the edginess in his voice tells me enough. I struggle to come to terms with his words. They remind me of our expiration date, of him slowly becoming my everything while I’m his temporary distraction. But like with everything, Liam doesn’t let me off easy, running the pad of his thumb against my clit, applying the slightest pressure. And like that, he banishes the negative thoughts as he pulls me back into the moment.
“Last time I checked, I blindfolded you, not gagged you. What do you have to say?”
Another brush of his icy tongue has me rising off the bed, leaving me panting for more. His hand holds me down while he waits for an answer.
“Whatever you want. Anything, everything. Past, present, future. Please.” I can’t think, let alone form the coherent sentences he wants. My hips shimmy and beg for his touch again.
Liam laughs, dismissing his agitation as his tongue plunges inside of me. Calloused hands part my legs more, opening me up to him. The sensations overwhelm me. His hands brush against my thighs, making my skin flush. The blindfold blocks me from seeing him touch me, lick me, fucking own me. He teases me like I’m the best fucking thing, and damn if I don’t feel that way around him.
“If these are the benefits friends have, I wish I had signed up months ago.”
“I told you, but you’re too stubborn.” He returns back to his task.
I wouldn’t change what we did for the world—our closeness, the way he makes my heart clench and race all at once, the foundation we’ve built over time. My orgasm rips through me. Shudders course through my body at his caring touch.
My body crashes and burns, simmering down once my high disappears. An ice cube makes a return appearance. Liam trails wet kisses up my stomach, goosebumps breaking out. His tongue traces meaningless lines around my breast before his cold tongue flicks across one of my nipples. My back arches at the touch.
“It’s too much.” Three breathy words leave my lips in a hoarse whisper.
His mouth pulls away from my nipple. “Want me to stop?” He traces his fingers down my body.
“No! Finish what you started. I didn’t peg you for a quitter.”
Liam chuckles as he continues his torment on my body. He fails to leave an area untouched, unkissed, or unlicked as he maps out my body like he promised all those months ago. His lips return to mine as he rocks his hard length into me. The smoothness of his dick brushing against my naked center pulls another moan from me, prompting my hips to grind into him.
“Fuck, Sophie. No one knows how naughty you really are behind those braids and dimples. I love the sounds you make. But I especially love knowing they’re just for me.”
My heart throbs at his use of the L-word. I ignore it, afraid to inquire more about his feelings. “Are you a possessive type?” My voice croaks as his fingers grip my waist tightly.
“With you? Yes.”
I moan as he rolls his hips into me again. His lips find my neck and he sucks and nibbles on the sensitive area.
