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“I am sorry, baby. I just… fuck I don’t want to take you home.”
“I don’t want to go home, Liam, but where can this go?” Fuck if I know. What I do know is that she belongs to me. I was meant to come here and find her.
“I am not sure of all the logistics, Orla, but I need you to trust me. Can you do that?” She searches my face and then blinks before a tear falls.
“Yes. I can try.” Thank fuck. Time to make her mine in every way.
Chapter Twelve
Orla
What am I doing? I have been asking myself this question for the last twenty minutes as we have been driving to I don’t know where. Every time I find my voice to tell him to take me home, he touches me and scorches me with his touch and eyes, and I am back to panting and squirming for him. The sexual tension has been building all night…well…since the moment we met, but something about tonight has felt different, and I knew it. Now, here I am, following him wherever he is taking me, and my body won’t let me pull away from him any longer.
I watch as he pulls into the hotel and hands the valet his keys. When he opens my door and holds out his hand, I know he is asking me for more than just my hand in his. Liam is asking me if I am willing to take a chance on us and give myself to him tonight. The thing is, I always planned to save it for my husband. That has been ingrained in me since I was a little girl, and I have never once thought of deviating from that plan until Liam. He makes me want to throw everything I thought I knew out of the window and rush headfirst into pleasure I know only he can give me. On our first date, I had this feeling…this tickle in my gut… something that wouldn't leave my mind and heart. I am still not sure what it is, but this moment right here, I am more afraid of passing it up and never getting it again. So, with that thought, I place my hand in his and get out of the car.
“Thank you, my angel.” I smile and put my hair behind my ear. The elevator opens, and we step in. The minute it closes, he pins me to the wall and pushes his tongue inside of my mouth. His mouth tastes like smoky bourbon as it burns into me, searing my body with each lick. His teeth graze my lips, and the sting adds to the moment. When his hands grip my hair and pull my head back. Our mouths separate, and I gasp, eyes closed, shivering as he licks up the side of my neck. “Tonight, you become mine. Tonight, I will show you what our future looks like.” Oh god. The word future makes my pussy gush and soak my thighs, sliding down my legs. "You liked that, huh, baby? The idea that you and I are forever?” I moan and squeeze my legs together, wrapping them around him. His zipper hits my clit, and I see fireworks.
“Oh, God, Liam.” Ding. The elevator sounds, and my feet hit the floor. We pull apart long enough to make it inside of his hotel room. Before the door is closed, I am against the wall once again being devoured by this man that has worked his way into every part of me… well, almost. His mouth and hands are everywhere at once, and the novice that I am, I simply hold onto him and follow him into the abyss of pleasure.
I have no idea when he moves me across the room, but when my back hits the bed, suddenly, all of this becomes real. “Now is the time, Orla. This is the moment when you can tell me to stop, and I will take you home and walk away. God help me; it will kill me not to push my cock inside of your tight cunt, but I will do as you wish. However, I want you to know that once you give yourself to me, no matter what the light of day looks like, that is it, you are mine. I know there are obstacles and shit we haven’t figured out, but no matter what, you will belong to me and I to you. Tell me what you want, Angel.” Oh, man. Why did he have to go and say all of that?
I know what my plan was, and I fully intended to follow it until this moment. What is more important: to lose my virginity to someone I really love, and I am pretty sure he loves me too, or that he be my husband and then, in the end, I am not happy? I haven’t known Liam long, but what I have learned and am more than certain of is that he cares for me, and he would never intentionally hurt me. My grandmother always says follow your heart. Well, at this moment, my heart and my pussy agree. “I want all of you, Liam.”
