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Before I can protest, he kneels in front of me, right there on the hard shower tile. I suck in a breath as he runs his tongue along the seam of opening.

“God you’re so wet.”

The vibrations from his words have me wanting to squeeze my thighs together and I have to rest my hands on his slippery shoulders so I don’t fall over.

He uses his thumbs to spread me open and brings his bowed lips to suck on my clit. I let out a choked noise as his hands gently scratch my thighs and he does something wonderful with his tongue.

I feel myself getting closer to sweet release and use my hands to grip Liam’s wet hair. He must’ve had a lot of practice because this man is doing A++ work down there.

When he takes the hand from my thigh and gently spreads my legs wider, I know what’s coming next. He plunges two fingers inside, stroking just the right spot. I don’t think anyone I’ve ever been with has been able to find my g-spot that quickly. Damn he’s good.

My knees begin to weaken as my orgasm nears. Liam notices, so he pushes me against the wall, letting me hold on to him while he supports me from the front. His fingers start to move faster once I’m secure, and he goes back to sucking on my clit with just the right amount of pressure.

“Shit. Liam. Fuck—I’m going to come.”

He looks up at me, his forehead wet with sweat and water, his eyes proud and happy. “Then come for me, Birdie baby.”

He flicks his wrist just right and that does it.

I come around his fingers, praying that the sounds of the shower drown out my loud cry of pleasure. Liam continues to hold me up as the shockwaves from my orgasm roll through me.

After what seems like hours of floating through the clouds, Liam presses open mouthed kisses up my thighs. It brings me back to earth. When he stands and meets my lips in a kiss, I want to cry in pleasure. My body feels like jelly, but all I can think about is having every inch of his beautiful length inside me as soon as possible.

“Soon,” Liam whispers against my mouth, as if he read my mind.

I drag my fingers down his chest, the pads of my fingers catching rivulets of water as I go. When I reach his hard cock, I gently wrap my hand around him. Liam closes his eyes and groans.

“You’re so hard for me…” I whisper.

His eyes flutter open and he grasps my chin between his thumb and pointer finger. “I like it when you talk dirty to me.”

With a demure smile, I start to pump him up and down. His head falls forward and his breath leaves him.

“I want to put my mouth on you,” I tell him then, pumping a little faster. He feels silky and heavy in my hand; I want to know what he tastes like. What it feels like to have him bending to my will as I suck and lick him to oblivion.

After a few more strokes, Liam puts his hands on mine. My stomach drops and my eyes narrow. “Don’t try to tell me to stop. I don’t want to stop.”

Liam shakes his head. “No, it’s not like that. I hate to sound clique, but I really want to fuck you. But if you keep doing that, I’m not even going to last one second with your mouth or pussy around me…” I swallow hard. “And Birdie,” he breathes hotly against the shell of my ear, “Tonight I want to fuck you till your voice is hoarse and you need another shower.”

My toes curl against the tile floor. His words aren’t a threat, they’re a promise.

I gaze up at him through my damp hair. “Then what are we still doing in here?”

twenty-six

Liam

IpushBirdiebackon the hotel bed. The look of her spread out, her pink skin flushed and damp, her wet blonde hair spread around her… it’s an amazing sight to see.

The huge bed and plush white sheets make her look delicate. I smile at the fact that her blonde hair looks dark, almost brown when it’s damp. It reminds me of teenage Birdie—of the girl that I adored so many years ago.

Only a few days ago, I would’ve never thought something like this was possible between us. Now I’m beginning to think anything is possible.

Spending time with her, watching her come undone in the shower, tasting her come on my lips… feeling her soft hand wrap around my dick… I’m starting to think being with Birdie is my new favorite thing in the world.

Her hooded eyes meet mine. I let my gaze travel down her plush body, her pink pussy glistening with arousal and her dark nipples pert and pretty, just begging for me to suck on them.Fuck. My thoughts are erratic around this woman, and most of them are dirty.

Birdie smiles at me through her dark lashes, her neck turning slightly blotchy from my attention.

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