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Intensity flashes in his eyes, his hands tight on my face. “I love you, too.” His lips drop to mine then and his kiss is strong but his affection holds a different edge, a softer edge that’s all mine. When he leans away, he whispers against my mouth, “Feels good finally saying that, doesn’t it?”
I laugh softly against his mouth. “It does.”
He wipes the tears from my cheeks. “No more tears, all right? We’ll figure this out.”
That’s when I know I’m staring into my future. I have him. He has me. And somehow, no matter what happens, that means things are going to be okay.
“So, what now?” I ask.
Liam tucks my hair behind my ear and smiles gently. “We’ll talk to Jackson together tomorrow morning and get this matter put to bed.” He grins then, a little devilishly with heat rising into his eyes. “For now, can I take you somewhere I’ve always wanted to take you?”
I grin back. “Where’s that?”
“To my bed.”
Chapter 9
Liam
Forty minutes later, I open my front door and stay back as Aria enters the penthouse only blocks away from my office. She kicks off her shoes, passing by the rustic computer desk. My gaze narrows on her as she moves past the sitting area with television stand to the left and strides under the circular wrought-iron chandelier to the bank of windows. I shut the door, lock it, then turn back to her, finding her staring out at the L.A. skyline. “Do you like it?” I ask her.
“Like it?” She turns back to me, giving a soft laugh. “No, Liam, I don’t just like this condo. I am in love with it.”
I step out of my shoes, leaving them at the door, then begin to approach her. Energy bounces between us as it always has but seems more powerful now. Richer, even. “That’s a bit of good news, then.”
“Why is that?” she asks, a playful edge to her voice.
“Because you’re going to live here with me. Maybe not now. But eventually you will.”
She presses her back against the glass, grinning. “You’re so sure of that, are you?”
“I’m that sure, yes.” I unbutton my jacket, leaving it on the dark gray chair I pass, watching her follow me as if I am everything she needs and more. My cock hardens under the lust in her eyes. The way she’s telling me
she wants me to fuck her all by a single look. When I reach her, I slide my hand across her hip, pulling her in close. “Do you have a rebuttal, Ms. Finley?”
The side of her mouth curves slightly, giving me that sexy smile that’s always owned me. “Not at this time, Mr. Maxwell.”
“Good, because I would fight like hell to win this argument.” I slide my hands across her face, dropping my lips to hers. My kiss is soft, slowly building where I want us to go. “These lips are mine.” I move my hands down her shoulders and around her back, pulling her as close as she can be, needing that all for myself. “Your skin is mine.” I thrust one hand into her hair, angling her head to deepen my kiss, loving the way she melts into me.
I place my hands on her hips turning her to face the window and reach for her shirt, pulling it up over her bra. “Fuck, sweetheart, I want you so bad.” I squeeze her breasts, relishing the moans she gives. I reach up, unhooking her bra then hastily remove her shirt and bra, returning my hands to her breasts, tweaking her nipples until they form tight peaks. I turn her sideways, licking around her nipples as she reaches for my shirt, lifting it up. I have it off over my head a second later, and she’s removing my belt. I let her undress me, while I grab hold of her nipples squeezing them tight.
She gasps and shivers, and I like the intense way I make her react. I groan, ready to fuck her against the window for all of Los Angeles to see when she pushes my pants and boxer briefs down while she lowers to her knees. She leans back on her legs and gives me a sexy smile. I slide my hand across her cheek, staring into seductive eyes when she grabs my cock and tongues the head. I breathe deep with the pleasure. “You’re a fucking temptress, do you know that?”
She grins, playfully kissing the tip. “Yes, I do know that.”
I lose sight of her eyes as she takes my dick in deep, flooding me with pleasure, sucking her cheeks in around me. I toss my head back when her lips slide down my shaft, and she draws a low groan from my throat. Her hands run up my thighs to my abs, where I grab her hand holding it there, while I drop my head to watch her suck me off like she’s been starved of my cock.
Back and forth, she bobs on the tip. I thrust my hand into her hair again, demanding her gaze meet mine. I expect to find the vixen that dug her claws into me staring back at me. Instead, I discover softness in the depths of her eyes, warmth and affection, and something yet undiscovered between us.
She kisses the tip again before leaning back on her legs, slowly stroking her hand up and down my wet shaft. “You asked me before why I’ve been single.” She presses my cock against my stomach, leaning down to suck on one testicle before moving on to the other. “And the answer is, it’s because of you.” She brushes her lips across the tip of my cock before she tongues the slit. Again, she leans away, slowly stroking me, staring me boldly in the eye. “I want you, Liam. Only you. Always you. No one else.”
Whether it’s the words she’s declared, the meaning behind them, or something else, I can’t exactly pinpoint the reason my control snaps but it does. I can no longer allow her to rule this or me. I lower my mouth down to hers, sliding my hand across her neck, tipping her head back. I kiss the pretty mouth that has haunted me for years. She’s doing what I want her to do, parting her lips, accepting my kiss until I’ve had my fill. I reach for her arms, helping her to her feet, and then I lift her up. Her legs wrap around my waist as I carry her into the bedroom.
Once we enter, I allow her to slide off my body and let her look around a moment, taking in the space I call mine. The walls are a deep, dark gray with silver accents. The light gray fabric headboard rests against the far wall with a set of light gray and dark gray sheets fitting perfectly smooth. On either side of the king-size bed is a pair of long mirrors with dark silver frames.
While she’s looking around, I turn and move to the chest I keep off to the right of the bed. A chest that is full of things I’ve imagined using with her. Things I bought at Vivian’s place before our weekend away. And there’s only a single purpose driving me now. I reach in and grab out a blindfold. When I turn back to her, she’s watching me closely. “Do you trust me?” I ask her, holding up the blindfold.
“That depends.” Her mouth twitches.
