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“This is a fucking dream,” he mutters. A smile splays my lips despite them feeling rather full.

I bob my head and suck. His hips begin to move faster, and so does my mouth.

“If you don’t want me coming in that pretty mouth of yours, you better move because I’m going to blow,” he warns.

“Come, Liam.”

“Fuck me,” he hisses, and then his eyes close as ecstasy takes over him. He thrusts twice more into my mouth, and then he comes hard. His cum sprays the back of my throat as I suck on his shaft while using my hand on the parts that won’t fit.

Guttural groan after guttural groan escapes him, and I feel victorious. Something inside me also heals because even though I knew Carter was messed up, it took me a long time to realize I wasn’t broken inside the way he made me believe I was. While pregnant, I read books on self-esteem and what being with a narcissistic partner can do to you. It wasn’t pretty, but it was healing.

When I lie back down, I wipe at my mouth because a little of Liam’s cum dripped on the side.

“That was. . .”

I laugh. He gathers me into his arms. “This feels good,” he says, and he isn’t lying. It feels amazing. But I can’t let myself get carried away with the passion of the moment.

“It does feel great even, but I have to take things slow. I can’t let you get close to my son and then have things fall apart,” I point out.

“I understand, Sky, and I’m good with proving I’m here to stay, but does that mean we aren’t going to have sex now?” He grins.

I shake my head and laugh. “Oh, we’re definitely having sex now.”

He turns over fast, and then he is on me, pinning my hands above my head. “Good, because once we do this, I never want another man to touch you again,” he declares.

He hovers above me, and his blue eyes sear into mine. I’m speechless with this Liam. A man who knows what he wants and goes after it. A man not willing to back down.

It’s hot.

I nod, and then his lips are on mine, and this fire I can’t explain sparks between us. The kiss turns hot and heavy as small moans escape my lips. Liam reaches down with his fingers and rubs my nub with pressured strokes. I build quickly.

“So wet for me,” he hisses, breaking the kiss. “I want inside you.”

My hand comes up to his shoulder as I say, “I need you.” And I don’t know who I am right now. What I do know is, I’m consumed by this man. By the passion between us.

He reaches over to his bed and opens a drawer in his night table and takes out a box of condoms. “I bought them last night so don’t think I was making things up. You’re the first woman I’ve been with in years. I know it was presumptuous for me to assume, but I also wasn’t going to put myself in a position of not being ready.”

I smile.

“What?” he asks.

“I don’t know.” I shrug. “I like this person you’ve grown in to. You’re sure of yourself. Of what you want.”

“Life has taught me those lessons the hard way, Sky.”

I reach up and touch his face. He’s being so candid with me.

“I want you,” I say.

He quickly puts on the condom, but before he slides into me, our lips connect, and he reaches down and rolls my nub until I’m thrusting against his hand with need.

“Liam,” I pant.

He slides inside me, and it feels like pure heaven. “I can’t believe we’re finally here,” he says, looking into my eyes. I tug on his head and pull him to me as we kiss, and he thrusts inside me. When I was a teenager, I thought it would be him and me against the world, but that dream shattered like all my others.

We move at a hungry pace as he drives into me. I lift one leg and wrap it around his waist. My leg with the cast lies flat on the bed, but at least it feels deeper this way.

We moan and groan and pant.

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