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The ceremony runs smoothly, and everything about their love is admirable. Sophie and Mason say their I Do’s, and soon they’re sealing their love with a passionate kiss. Thank God for waterproof mascara and the tissues Lennon gives me because I’m overcome with emotions. They’re finally starting the life they always dreamed of having together.
After the photographer takes more pictures, the reception begins, and I look out the window to see a layer of powdery snow covering everything. Sophie got her dream wedding. The party is quaint and doesn’t last as long as most receptions, and I imagine it’s because the married couple is ready to bang each other’s brains out. I’m laughing at the thought of it as we all say our goodbyes. I wait for my parents to leave before Liam and I do so they don’t get suspicious, and I won’t have to answer any personal questions. The last thing I need is to be added to the prayer list or be given “the talk.”
Liam opens the truck door for me, and I climb inside. He holds my hand and kisses my knuckles before we drive the short distance to the small cabin he rented that overlooks the lake. We had the rehearsal and dinner last night but were too tired afterward to enjoy the space, but now we’re both buzzing from the wedding and can’t keep our hands off one another.
As soon as I walk inside the cabin, I look around and gasp. Music plays softly, and wood crackles in the fireplace as the flames dance. Chocolate-covered strawberries and a bottle of champagne sit on the small coffee table in front of the couch. I glance back at Liam, who’s watching me intently with a smirk on his lips.
“How did you pull this off? I never saw you leave.” I saunter to him and place my arms around his neck, pulling his mouth to mine.
“I know people,” he whispers and grabs a handful of my ass. “You’re so goddamn beautiful, you know that?”
Butterflies dance in the pit of my stomach as Liam leads me to the couch and pours us both a glass of champagne.
“What’s the special occasion?” I ask with an eyebrow popped as I take a sip.
“You,” he quips, setting down his glass on the table before we sit on the couch, laughing as we kick off our shoes. I snag a chocolate-covered strawberry and moan when I take a bite. It’s so delicious.
Liam lets out a hearty laugh, watching me.
“This is amazing, babe. Be careful, I just might get used to this type of treatment.”
Leaning over, he kisses me on my shoulder and trails his lips up to my mouth.
“Mmm,” he hums.
“Can you taste the strawberry?” I whisper.
“No, but I can taste you.” The husk in his voice has goose bumps trailing up and down my arms. Before I can reply, his lips are against mine, and I struggle to unbutton his suit jacket. Eventually, it comes off, and I yank his tie, forcing him closer as he leans into me.
“I have an idea for this.” I wrap the red silk around my hand and watch something swirl behind Liam’s eyes. He doesn’t say a word as he removes it from around his neck and places it over the back of the couch. Standing, he gives me his hand and lifts me. With one swift movement, I’m in his arms, then he grabs the tie. I want him, all of him, and I don’t know how much longer I can wait.
The only man on my mind is Liam. He’s teasing and taking his time with me, driving me wild. He sets me down on the plush floor in the bedroom. Double-paned windows give an incredible view of the lake. Honestly, there’s not a bad spot in this entire little cabin.
Carefully, he slides his fingers behind my back and unzips my dress until it falls to the ground in a puddle around my feet. My breath quickens when he unsnaps my bra.
“A red thong,” he murmurs. “I’m gonna have to keep this.”
I grin. “It was for you anyway.”
Looping his fingers over the thin material that holds the panties to my hips, he tugs and snaps them off my body, causing me to gasp. His hands move down my side, then between my legs until he’s circling my clit. I hang on to him, ready to crumple beneath his touch as he slides a finger inside me. A throaty moan escapes me as he pulls away, and I immediately frown at the loss of his touch.
“Fuck, Mads. You’re soaking wet,” he says, then places his finger between his lips. “You taste better than strawberries.”
Liam grabs the tie and carefully places it over my eyes and wraps it around my head so I can’t see a thing. My breathing is erratic as I feel him drop to his knees. Seconds later, he hooks one of my legs over his shoulder and starts devouring me. His tongue flicks and twirls against my clit, and at any moment, I’ll lose my balance because I feel as if I’m floating. Then, just like that, he pulls away and stops. He pushes me slightly until the back of my legs hit the mattress, and I fall against the mattress. After a moment, he grabs my ass and shifts me closer to the edge of the bed.
