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“I warned you to keep quiet,” he groans in my ear.
Lifting me from the floor, he carries me to the huge purple chair and drops me onto my knees on the seat. Pressing a hand between my shoulder blades, he pushes me forward so my face is pressing against the back cushion.
“Bite down, baby. Because I’m giving you another one of them.”
“Liam, I can’t,” I whimper. “If you make me come again, I might ruin this chair.”
“You won’t,” he soothes, holding my hips in place as he slides deep inside me. “Just let me fuck you.”
“If you make me squirt all over this beautiful chair…” I trail off because he starts to trail kisses over my shoulders as he reaches in front of me and starts to rub my clit.
I squeeze my eyes tightly shut as my third orgasm crests and my entire body starts to shudder. Stars flicker behind my eyelids as he maintains his relentless fucking and rubbing and kissing. I’m so sensitive. I’m going to pass out or…
“Liam,” I whimper again.
“I said bite down,” he reminds me.
I press my face into the deep velvet cushion, muffling my moans as I come.
Hard.
I soak his jeans and the cushion I’m kneeling on while Liam sucks on my neck as he grinds deeper into me, filling me with his own release.
When he finally stops, he pants in my ear and I look down at the mess we’ve made. The chair is soaked in my cum.
“I told you we’d ruin the chair. Callie is going to kill us.”
“I’ll buy her a new one,” he chuckles as he peppers soft kisses over my back, making me squirm.
“She’s going to know what we were doing in here,” I tell him, even though I’m pretty sure she already does.
He looks down too. “Fuck,” he mumbles. “I’ll tell her I spilled a drink.”
“What drink would that be, Einstein?” I ask with a roll of my eyes.
He slaps my ass. “Don’t be cheeky,” he growls and I giggle.
He pushes himself up and zips up his jeans.
“You’re in so much trouble, Liam Ryan. If Callie bans us from her boutique, Conor is going to be so pissed at you.”
That makes him falter and he screws his eyes closed. “We’ll take the cushion and I’ll have someone come pick up the rest of it and deliver a new one by the end of the day.”
“Why are we taking the cushion?” I turn and frown in confusion. “Maybe we could just flip it to the dry side?”
He shakes his head. “No. It’s soaked in your cum, baby. It’s coming with us.”
“You’re serious?” I ask as I search for my discarded underwear.
He hands me my panties. “Deadly.”
Taking them from his outstretched hand, I arch an eyebrow at him. “You happen to know a guy who sells giant purple velvet chairs then?”
Pinching the bridge of his nose, he sighs deeply before he says, “I’ll get something else for today. Just get dressed so we can plan our escape.”
I laugh, wondering how he’s going to explain his way out of this. Once I’m dressed, Liam calls Callie into the room. He’s flipped the cushion so the huge wet patch can’t be seen. His jeans are also wet but he hides that with his coat.
“We’ll take all of the clothes,” he says. “And the chair.”
