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Liam could only stare for a moment. He wanted that beauty. He wanted to taste it. To breathe it. To own it.
He leaned down and kissed her before all the suds had washed off. Her lips tasted like shampoo. He didn’t care.
Calla gasped in surprise when his lips made contact, but then she wound her hands up around his neck, fingers burying in his hair. With her leaning against him like that, her breasts thrust right up to his chest. Liam broke from her mouth only long enough to draw one of her nipples in his mouth. It was warm and wet and immediately went hard as his tongue flicked back and forth across it.
His cock went hard against her stomach. Calla gasped again, and Liam didn’t know if it was from pleasure or surprise because she’d just felt his cock too.
He kissed up her neck, drinking the water that dripped down her throat as he went. Most of the suds had washed from her hair and Liam wanted to drink her in, every single bit of her.
His arms around her crushed her closer. “I want you,” he growled against her lips, even knowing as he said it that he shouldn’t. She’d just lost her virginity for Christ’s sake.
But it hadn’t seemed to pain her much when Mack had taken her. And there wasn’t any blood. Liam had glanced down to see, wanting to know if Calla would be hurting or not. She rode horses—didn’t they say horse riding could break a woman’s hymen? Then she wouldn’t be that sore if he—
“Then take me,” Calla said, blinking her eyes open in spite of the shower spray.
Liam shook his head at the same time his cock jumped against her belly. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
She smiled like she was amused at him. “You won’t.” Then she bit her lips like she was embarrassed. Her eyes dropped as she murmured. “I’ve um, you know, used a…” She waved a hand in the small space between them. “I have a BOB.”
“A beeyobi? What’s that?” Liam asked. Was this some American term he didn’t know?
She laughed again before clapping a hand over her mouth.
“What?” Liam smiled but pulled back, searching her face. “What is it?”
“A B. O. B. Like the letters.” Her eyes dropped again before meeting his gaze. “It stands for battery operated boyfriend.”
Battery operated— Did she mean, like—
Liam arched an eyebrow. “You’ve got a vibrator.”
Her eyebrows scrunched like she was waiting for some sort of judgement.
“Baby, that’s sexy as hell.” And it meant he could have her without hurting her. As soon as he thought it, his legs flexed, his hips seeking her entrance.
“Shite, you’ve got me so hard.” He hissed through his teeth, pressing Calla against the back wall of the shower. He gripped the back of her head and dropped his forehead to hers, struggling for control.
“Are you… um. Clean?”
Liam pulled back, startled at Calla’s question. “Yes. I get tested twice a year. Just got the results and I’m clean as a whistle.”
“I’m clean,” she said. “Well, obviously. But you know—"
“You on birth control?” Fuck, he was getting harder and harder with every word that came out of her mouth.
“No,” she shook her head, “but I only get my period every few months and it just finished so—”
Liam’s hips dropped and he grabbed his cock, rubbing it through her folds. “Are you saying you want me to take ya bare?”
Her eyes shot to his and she nodded. “I want to know what it feels like.” Her eyes searched his. “I want to feel you.”
Well fuck Mackenzie fecking Knight. He might have gotten one first, but Liam was taking this. He’d never gone without a condom with any woman. Ever. It was crazy for him even to consider. Even when using condoms, he’d had that woman try to claim her baby was his.
But Calla wasn’t those women. She didn’t know how rich he was. She wasn’t wanting this for any other reason than she wanted him. Wanted him.
Liam didn’t shove in like Mack had. He went slow. She’d feel every inch of him. Since he had her against the far wall, the spray of the shower was hitting his back. And sinking into Calla while steam spun all around them, it was sexy to the point of fucking magical.
He lifted one of her legs for better access and then groaned as the head of his cock passed through her lips. Jaysus she was tight. She might have already been fucked that night, but she was still tight as a fecking drum.
