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I glance up again at the huskiness in his tone. His jaw is clenched and his body has gone completely rigid. For a second, I’m worried I’ve made him angry again. “Is this okay?”
“Is what okay?” Another vibration stutters through my chest.
“Me touching you.”
Liam huffs out a ragged laugh. “Imogen, leannán, you haven’t touched nearly enough of me yet.”
Ignoring the ‘lover’ endearment, but encouraged by his words, I complete my pass around him until we’re face-to-face again. I palm the back of his neck and rise up on tiptoes to press my mouth to his. My breasts push into his chest, making my nipples hard. Beneath my fingers, his hair is soft. Beneath my lips, his are dry. I flick my tongue out to wet them. Making me work for my pleasure, he doesn’t open for me. Not to be deterred, I continue the kiss, putting my all into it, until, finally, Liam’s lips part, and he lets me in.
We kiss long and hard until I draw away. Without breaking eye contact, I unbutton his pants, drag the zipper down, and slowly lower myself to my knees. Not surprising, he’s bare beneath them. Gently, I free his cock. He continues watching me with hooded eyes. I lean forward and swirl my tongue around the head of it. The musky scent of him fills my nose. I curl my fingers around the thick base and lap up the tiny bit of pre-come leaking from the slit before taking his length into my mouth.
My hand and lips work together to make Liam lose control. I slide down his fat shaft, my spit making it easier to swallow more of him. What started out as me wanting to prove a point has morphed into something more. I want to do this for him. Coaxing pleasure from this dangerous and violent man, who I shouldn’t be attracted to for so many reasons, makes me wet. I want to reach inside my jeans and finger myself at the same time my mouth sucks him dry so we reach our release together.
Hell, it might not even take that much for me to orgasm. My pussy is dripping and my clit throbs. I rotate my hips to generate friction, not once slowing down tasting Liam. I shift my hand down to roll his sac and take him so far down my throat my nose brushes against the well-groomed hair surrounding his cock. I swallow, and he inches just a bit farther forward. His fingers spear my hair and hold me there. I can’t breathe. My eyes water and saliva drips from the corners of my mouth. Fuck, I’m almost there.
I once again raise my eyes to his face. His expression is tight as though he’s fighting for—and losing—control. Just as I’m about to reach my limit, Liam stiffens and come explodes from him. His release triggers mine, and I shudder while I drink him down as fast as I can, until finally, he loosens his hold on me. I jerk my head back, gasping. A string of spit still connects us.
He yanks me to my feet and slams his mouth down on mine, thrusting his tongue inside and sweeping up the come that coats the surface of it. A tiny ripple rushes through me again, as a smaller, but no less powerful, orgasm hits. He draws back and stares down at me with eyes gone black.
“You liked sucking my cock. You came just from that, didn’t you?” Liam steps back and tucks his softened length into his pants.
I can only nod, still too breathless to form words.
“Good girl.”
To my surprise, I preen a little at the compliment. Praise kink? Who knew?
“Unfortunately, we’ll have to continue this later. I have to leave for a business meeting. But Imogen,” he pauses. “When I get back, that cunt is mine.”
CHAPTER TEN
Liam
Fuck, she’d been perfect. I can’t recall any woman whose mouth is as good as hers. If I’d had more time I would have fucked her right there on the dirt floor. I make a quick stop in my office and grab my jacket from where it hangs on a hook behind the door. Once I put it on, I make sure it’s buttoned, the sleeves are straight, and I’m satisfied there aren’t any creases. Then I head for the front door.
Imogen steps into the entryway just as I do. Her cheeks are flushed and her hair is still a tangled mess from my grip. She’s fucking beautiful. “A couple of my men are stationed outside. You’re welcome to use the indoor pool just past the conservatory, although, I’d also recommend exploring it a bit more. There are a few hidden treasures I don’t believe you’ve uncovered yet.”
“Will I be fending for myself for dinner then?” she pouts.
I’ve apparently spoiled the little minx. “I’m afraid so. I’m not sure how long this is going to take. One never does when they’re meeting with the man they’re going to destroy.”
Imogen cocks her head, her brows furrowed. “That sounds ominous. I thought you already took over your stepfather’s organization. I assume that’s what you meant when you’d said you were now the head of it.”
“And now I plan on taking over the whole city.”
She freezes. “What do you mean?”
I study her more closely. Her hands tremble at her sides. I close the distance between us until I’m towering over her. Imogen tips her head back and I lean down until our breaths mingle.
“Carrick Donnelly has ruled Dublin for far too long. It’s time for a regime change,” I murmur against her lips before slanting my mouth over hers and gliding my tongue inside to taste her own flavor mixed with mine.
I thread my fingers through her hair to deepen the kiss, clenching my fist and tugging slightly. She sucks in a breath. My cock hardens again like it always does when she’s near even though I just spent myself. This meeting better be fast so I can get back and fuck her pretty pink cunt. Christ. One blow job and I’m addicted to her. That gives me pause. I draw back slightly, tugging her bottom lip with my teeth before releasing it.
Imogen opens her eyes and stares up at me with arousal burning in their depths. She blinks and her vision clears leaving another emotion. She’s trying to hide it, though. It’s fear. I’ve witness it enough times to recognize it in an instant. What is my little minx afraid of?
“Be good while I’m gone.” I head out the front door where the driver waits beside the town car, along with Darragh.
Two of my other men, including Craig, have already been instructed that Imogen is to remain inside the house while I’m away. Darragh and I climb into the backseat, and the door closes. Neither of us speak. My mind should be on this meeting with Donnelly, instead, it’s on the woman I just left. She’d still been off-balance from her orgasm when she’d come into the entryway. Then something changed. I can’t put my finger on what though.
