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God, why did he keep downplaying whatever was going on when she could plainly see how much it worried him? But questioning him again would get her nowhere.
“How long can you stay?” she asked instead.
“Never long enough to get my fill of you. Reach back and grab the headboard.”
Yes. Please…
Raine needed him—his time, his affection, his passion—so she didn’t hesitate.
Her breath caught when he pushed up and hovered, staring down at her. He pinned her hips, spread her wide with his big body, and slid his velvety-hard erection along her opening, back and forth, nudging her aching clit. Raine tried to wriggle under him. Needing more contact, more of him.
“Please, Liam. Please. Fill me. I want you inside me.”
“Not yet. Patience.”
“But—” Her cunt clenched hard as he ramped up the friction on her bundle of nerves, his unswerving stare drilling down into her. She trembled. Beyond being wet and ready, she needed to feel close to him. To bond with him completely.
“I said not yet. Hold on tight, Raine. Don’t move and don’t come until I tell you.”
He looked every inch the Dominant he was. She realized he needed more than a sweet tumble from her. He craved control of this situation, likely because he couldn’t control whatever troubled him. And because he needed to own her.
“Yes, Sir,” she breathed, giving him what he sought and giving herself over.
He bent his head to her breast, drew her nipple between his lips, and held the erect tip between his teeth before sucking it into the heat of his mouth. The delicious pull reached down to her pussy, like an invisible cord.
Liam plucked at her precisely and perfectly, in exactly the way he knew would make her melt in need and want to beg him for more pleasure. Then he gave her other nipple the same treatment, not stopping until she whimpered for more.
God, she loved it when he did that. Raine grabbed at him, plunging desperate fingers into his hair and rolling her hips, silently pleading.
“I told you, don’t move. Grab the headboard now.”
As she complied, he gave a shove of his lean hips and spread her thighs farther. Then he sat up enough to push her legs back, exposing her completely. He stared at her slick opening, making her wait for him, as he fondled the bud of her clit.
He worked her patiently, his free hand sliding up her body to pluck at her nipples again as he circled her needy button with his fingers until her breath hitched, until she felt a flush suffuse her, until the electric thrum of her heartbeat roared in her ears.
“You’re close.” It wasn’t a question; he knew.
“Yes.” She writhed under him.
“Spread your legs wider. Plant your feet on the mattress.”
Raine did it eagerly, ready to welcome him deep inside her. Less than eight hours ago, he’d made her scream out in pleasure. The way she needed him now, it felt as if she’d been waiting a decade. His impatience to tear open the condom and roll the latex over the head and down the smooth, thick shaft said he felt the same.
“We’re getting you on some damn birth control tomorrow,” he grumbled.
She loved the idea of having Liam and Hammer spontaneously, of feeling them bare and intimate inside her. “I can’t wait.”
“You’ll take all of me, love,” he growled before guiding himself to her drenched pussy. Without pause, he thrust deep.
Raine gripped the rungs of the headboard with all her strength. Her back arched, and she tossed her head with a wail, feeling every delectable inch of him slide home.
Liam didn’t give her a second to catch her breath as he withdrew, then slammed back inside her. Raine shrieked as rapture drizzled like warm syrup through her veins. He held her captive, so completely open to him all she could do was feel each stroke stripping her of composure bit by bit.
He braced himself over her body, staring down at her with those burning eyes again, his jaw tight, his breath sawing in and out of his chest. His hips pistoned as he slammed inside her with a dizzying rhythm. Every stroke drove her higher. She felt desperate for the end yet wished it would never come.
Liam clutched her, plowing hard, fast. Repeatedly. He gripped her hips, his lips crashing over hers as if he would starve without her. Every touch dripped with a desperation that swept Raine up and along with him, rushing toward the terrible beauty of a stunning demise. He’d told her she couldn’t move, couldn’t climax until he gave her permission, but she trembled with the urge to thrust against his onslaught and release headlong into the bright agony he gave her.
Just when she felt too close, he eased back, totally in control, and dangled her over a chasm of yearning so deep she couldn’t stop herself from begging.
