Page 58 of All of My Lasts


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I groan, “Yes, thank you, Matt. I’ll be there in a second.” I have to go through the room allocations to make sure the party booked for tomorrow is on the same floor. So, I begrudgingly put my tired feet back to work and walk back to the foyer whilst I text Liam.

Jess:How sure you are of yourself Liam Taylor! Your ego won’t fit into your fancy sports car soon. Also… If you boys can’t get along, then I will have to punish you both and I’m very good at being stubborn and getting my own way.

I’m smiling from ear to ear as I wait for his reply. Matt at the front desk opens the booking, and we quickly allocate the correct rooms and ensure each room has champagne on arrival. It’s something I could’ve let management organise but this particular booking is one of my wedding parties next month, so I always like to see things through.

I finish up with Matt as my phone buzzes again.

Liam:Firstly, let me say that any punishment you throw my way that doesn’t include abstinence I’m happy to receive.

Liam:Secondly, you don’t need to worry about me fitting into my car; it isn’t my ego that is the biggest part of me.

Liam:Thirdly, you look adorable when you’re smiling at my messages.

Oh, fuck.

I frantically look around and when I don’t see anyone, I frown into my phone. As I turn towards the bar, I spy two familiar hazel eyes twinkling mischievously at me. He’s casually leaning there, staring at me like I’m the most edible thing he has ever seen in his life.

I… am… screwed. Absolutely, utterly screwed.

Liam winks at me with a cheeky smile and lifts his hand to give me a little wave. My heart trembles and doesn’t stop. In fact, it gets much worse when he walks towards me. God, even the way he walks is sexy. His six-foot-three frame looms in the vast foyer, devouring the space between us with his long strides. Suddenly he’s right in front of me, all wide shoulders and thick thighs and... me, well, I’m an actual puddle on the floor at his feet.

His white work shirt is open a few buttons and I can almost see the top of his muscled chest. The sight of him sends signals directly to my core, pooling desire between my legs, knowing that I’m the one he wants. The one who was watching him touch himself just the other night over FaceTime.

His hair is slightly too long on top, and it falls forward just at the front, forcing him to move it out of his way as he stares at me.

“How did? What? When?” I can barely form a sentence, which is great for me right now.

“You’re so fucking cute when you’re flustered.” He kisses my cheek softly as his large hands wrap around me, pulling me to his hard body. “I spoke to Nora, and she has rearranged dinner with Zoey. So tonight… you’re all mine.” He leans down and places a kiss as soft as cashmere on my temple. “And,” he continues. “I called ahead and spoke to your friend behind you, and he’s booked the rest of the day off for you.” His expression changes to something much darker now. The light green that is sprinkled throughout his hazel eyes looks burnt with his desire for me. “There’s a room waiting for us upstairs,” he whispers.

I suck in as much air as my body will let me, for fear of never breathing around him again. I can’t help it when he looks at me like that, but it wouldn’t be fair to let him have all the fun though, would it?

“What about Giovanni?” I say, batting my eyelids. “He promised to whisk me away tonight.” I smirk at him from underneath my lashes and he bites his lip. For a moment, he almost looks angry. It’s hard to tell if he’s acting or is just genuinely completely possessive of me. Either way, I’m loving every moment of it.

He steps toward me, so close I can feel his body heat. His chest rumbles with need. “Not a single person will be touching you from now on,” he says, gently placing his finger underneath my chin so he can hold my gaze.

“Is that so?” I reply, wanting to coax him out even further.

Liam lowers his head, his breath brushing the tip of my ear. “You, Jessica Scott, are nothing but mine.”

It really is cute, adorable even, how I thought I could gain the upper hand with Liam. Maybe I could have when we were younger, but this older, more self-assured version of him has my knees wobbling and my pulse racing when he takes control like this. I feel like I’m trapped in his orbit. Nothing makes sense except his need for me and mine for him.

When he pulls back, the look in his eyes consumes me as I whisper, “Yours.”

I watch his expression change from lust to gratitude and I get another glimpse of that younger version of him, that always floors me, especially when two seconds ago, this new adult version of him was ready to throw me over his shoulder and ravish me.

We decide to have a quick drink at the bar because considering my plans have completely changed I need some time just to hand over a couple of tasks to my team.

When I arrive, Liam has ordered me a cocktail that looks very inviting and his face looks even more appealing, smiling at me as I sway my hips towards him. I also don’t miss that he’s picked the most secluded table in the whole bar that’s half cloaked in darkness. Smart move, lover boy.

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Liam

Jesssitsbesideme,tucked into the quietest part of the bar, her pencil skirt hugging her petite legs and showcasing somefuck me heelsthat I’d very much like for her to keep on later. She looks every bit the seductress that she doesn’t know she is. The way her brown hair is neatly pulled back to show her beautiful face, her slightly bronzed skin, her big blue eyes, and the most perfect rose coloured lips I’ve ever seen.

I’ve never craved something more than I do her. I’m desperate to touch her, be with her, talk to her, and claim her, and tonight I plan on doing all of that.

“I know I might be at risk of sounding repetitive, but you look beautiful, baby.” I take her hand and pepper kisses along her fingers, watching the way her body responds to my touch.

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