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“Yes.” She nods and I pull her out of the kitchen. As soon as we’re gone they all start to talk at once.
“Oh. My. God.”
“Did you see the way he looked at her?”
“Is anybody else having a hot flash right now?”
“I don’t know about you, but I’m gonna need to open some windows.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
SOPHIE
Liam touches me everywhere. No part of me goes unstroked, unkissed, unadmired. From the sole of my feet to the dip of my back right above my behind. He can’t get enough of me and it makes me feel like a goddess.
When his attention reaches my thighs, I’m already so close to the edge. My breath is ragged, my fingers curled into his hair – still damp from our dash from the house to his cabin – and when I groan out his name it doesn’t sound like my voice at all.
It’s too deep. Too desperate. But it makes him smile against my skin.
We’re both naked, our clothes like a breadcrumb trail from the front door of his cabin into his room. If Brooks or Linc came in now they’d have no doubt about what’s going on.
And yet I don’t care. I need this as much as he does. I need Liam, all over me, inside me. I need the connection because I know that this is right.
When his tongue slides against me I scream out his name. Another glide of it and I’m begging for more. He pushes his fingers inside, knowing just how much I need to feel full of him. But it’s still not enough.
“I need you,” I tell him.
“You’ve got me.” He kisses my thigh.
“Inside me, now. Please, Liam.”
It takes him less than ten seconds to snap on a condom. He’s thick and hard against my thigh, and I roll my hips to get closer to him. My lizard brain has taken over, seeking nothing but sensation. His mouth covers mine, taking, giving. I wrap my legs around him, our bodies sliding together until I feel him right where I need him.
But instead of sliding inside he rolls over, pulling me with him until his back is on the bed and my body is straddling his. “Ride me,” he tells me, his voice thick. “I want to watch you.”
I slowly slide down on him, the sensation of absolute fullness making my mouth drop open.
“You’ve never looked more beautiful than you do right now,” he says. He takes my hands, letting me lean against him as my hips begin to move in a rhythm as old as time. It’s deeper this way. More personal, too, because I feel his gaze wash over me as I lift and fall against him.
My face flushes, my hair falls over my shoulders, and still his hands hold mine, the same way his gaze does. There’s a half smile on his face, and the intimacy between us makes my heart ache.
He was right. I needed this. I just didn’t know how much.
It’s like my world is turning upside down and inside out. Those last bricks of the wall I built around me are crumbling, leaving me exposed and raw. This man has broken me down then built me up again.
And I love him.
The heat builds between us, our breathing ragged and rapid and our bodies slick with sweat. My thighs clench his hips, my body slams against him, and still he watches me, his beautiful lips parted.
“Liam…”
He nods as though he knows. “Use me,” he urges. “Ride me. Make yourself come on me.”
And I do in a glorious explosion of cries and clenching and fireworks behind my eyes. It makes my muscles go weak, enough for him to release his hold on my hands and grasp my waist, holding me upright as I shatter into pieces above him.
He follows me into oblivion with a grunt of my name, still holding me, his eyes unwavering. And when I collapse on him he kisses me softly, our bodies still riding the wave of pleasure, until finally we drift to the shore, clinging closely to each other.
His touch is gentle as he sweeps the hair from my face. Our brows are touching. It takes a long, long moment for us to catch our breaths.
