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Her hair was fanned out around her as she blinked up at him. Lilly was all long legs and a narrow waist. Her panties were virtually non-existent, just a tiny scrap of satin. After taking a second to appreciate the view of her nearly naked body, he pulled her panties down.
“My turn.”
Then he bent down and tasted her briefly before pulling back. She jerked a little on the bed, giving a soft cry of disappointment. But he was just getting more comfortable. He went down on his knees and shifted Lilly’s knees apart, using both thumbs to stroke up and down her inner thighs, listening to her breathing as it changed, grew more shallow.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Just savoring.” He didn’t know where things were going after tonight. He just wanted to enjoy every second he had with Lilly. He slid his tongue up and down over the tight bud of her clit.
Lilly moaned. “Savor faster.”
That made him laugh softly. He rubbed his beard against her inner thighs, and against her pussy.
She jerked again. “Oh, shit.”
Something about the desperate tone of her voice made it impossible to hold back. He eased his tongue inside her, hard as a rock when he discovered how wet she was. For him. Damn, he was a fucking lucky man.
It was that thought that made him focus on her in earnest, wanting to give Lilly as much pleasure as he possibly could.
Lilly had forgottenhow to think. Never, ever, in her entire life, had she experienced anything close to what Liam was doing to her with his tongue. It was incredible, and his beard was adding a teasing little brush to her skin everywhere it made it contact.
Her hands had fallen to the mattress above her head and she arched her back without thinking, wanting more, all of him. A steady stream of words, moans, and encouragement were coming from her mouth, but she couldn’t have told you what the hell she was actually saying.
“I could taste you all night,” he said, roughly, big hands gripping her thighs. “All fucking night I want this pussy.”
That was it.
A little dirty talk paired with his tongue swirling over her clit like he couldn’t get enough of her and she was there. Boom. Explosion. She grabbed his head when she came, needing something to hold onto, but also afraid he would stop. She was one hundred percent certain she would die if he stopped.
He didn’t stop.
Only when she had finally loosened her death grip on his head and had settled back onto the bed did he pull his mouth back and rise up over her to kiss her. Hard.
“That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he said, and it sounded like a growl.
Goosebumps rose over her flesh. Liam O’Toole growled. She had made him growl.
He was also fully undressed and wearing a condom with a speed that made her head spin. He lifted her leg so it rested against her hip and then he was deep inside of her.
“Holy shit, you’re so fucking tight,” he said, his nostrils flaring.
Either that or he was just huge. The sensation had her closing her eyes, everything inside her humming with pleasure.
“Look at me, Lilly.”
The way he said it, so commanding, so confident, she immediately obeyed. And was so glad she had. She wanted to see him, to map the contours of his jaw, to see the desire in his eyes, and feel the scratchiness of his beard when she reached up to touch him. He was all powerful thrusts and purposeful strokes over her nipples.
Her orgasm came swiftly, easily, and Lilly knew Liam was right.
She would never regret a single minute with him either.
ChapterNine
Sunday, Liam knew what he had to do by the time they were twenty minutes outside of Beaver Bend. They had just spent a leisurely morning in bed and going to brunch and now that they were almost home, he wanted to tell her exactly where he stood.
He pulled off the road and into a coffee shop, claiming he needed to stretch his legs. But then he led her across the parking lot, to where picnic tables were sitting under a copse of trees.
“How’s your tattoo?”
