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Her eyes heat, voice grows raspy. “You know that I am.”
I smile back and drive forward, the engine giving off a sexy roar. “You’re right, love, I certainly do.”
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ARIA
There are houses. And then there areoh, my Godhouses.
Liam’s beach house is most definitely the latter.
Gorgeous, simple, masculine ... kinda like the man himself, I decide, stepping into the living room, which consists only of a white leather couch, a couple contour lounge chairs, and a glass coffee table. I quickly understand the reason the designer kept to a white palette since the glass window from ceiling to floor draws the eye immediately. I now realize why this coast costs a pretty penny to live on. Even my breath catches at the dark sand leading to blue water.
“Aria.”
The low rumble of Liam’s voice vibrates against my skin, raising goosebumps. I know what’s going to happen. I want this to happen. Even so, I’m on edge, excited and nervous of what’s to come. We’ve waited three years to cross this line. I draw in a deep breath and face all the energy pulsating in the room. The beautiful view is nothing compared to what’s before me.
Liam has been holding himself back, I can tell that now. The flare of his nostrils drawing in my scent, the intensity burning in his eyes. It’s no way that he’s watched me before. I’m drenching my panties and my nipples pucker, ready for play, just that easily.
The silence between us is powerful. So many unsaid things holding in the quiet space. So many desires unfulfilled. I’m standing there bared for him, stripped of all the reasons I’ve been shutting him out.
“Show me what I paid for,” he says, voice rich with lust.
Maybe I should be offended.
I’m not in the least.
We’ve both been waiting for this moment. It just so happens that I want to show him all of me. I want him to touch, to taste, to own me. I reach up, tucking my finger into the strap of my dress, slowly sliding it down my shoulder. I look at his crotch and see his bulge; knowing I’m making a man like Liam Maxwell hard tightens my tummy.
When I slide the other strap off my shoulder, his gaze follows, slowly, pointedly showing me that he’s paying attention. I reach back and unzip my dress, my chest rising and falling with my heavy breaths. I keep my eyes on his face as I let my dress flutter to the floor. There, standing in white high heels, I watch as he feasts upon the view of me. It’s an addictive thing the way Liam looks at me.
He stalks me with his eyes.
His gaze roams over my white lace bra that I’d chosen purposely because it shows my dark nipples before moving on to my matching thong. When he looks at my face again, he orders, “Turn around.”
I smile, embracing the desire he feels for me, and spin, showing him my bare bottom. My eyes flutter, suddenly overwhelmed by the intensity at my back, pulsating in the air, when I hear the rattle of his belt and his clothes hitting the floor. Then he’s at my back, not touching me but he doesn’t need to. His presence itself is desire and my sex begins throbbing, greedy for his touch.
“Do you know how badly I want to fuck you, Aria?”
His voice is silk, igniting a shiver. “Yes,” I rasp.
He threads his fingers into my hair, and he’s tilting my head to the side, his lips lowering to my goosebump-covered flesh. “I’m not sure you can possibly understand the level of how insane you drive me.”
He cups my breasts, massaging them until he pulls the front of my bra down and has my nipples between his fingers and he’s squeezing them. “I do know because I want you as much,” I reply.
“No, Aria, this is not want,” he murmurs, squeezing my breasts harder. “This is ravenous need.” He slides one hand to my hair, fists the strands, and it’s right then that I feel like he’s taking over my body. “I wanted to fuck you slow. I wanted to savor every fucking inch of you.” He tilts my head further to the side and licks a slow line up my flesh. “But now ...” He grinds his cock against my ass. “Now you’re close and all I want to do is get inside you.”
“Please,” I beg, wanting the same thing. Desperate for it, in fact.
His low moan makes me shiver, a promise of so much pleasure. “I want to take you bare this weekend,” he whispers in my ear. “Are you protected?”
I attempt to nod but his firm grip stops me, flooding me with wicked heat. “I have an IUD.”
He slides his other hand down my arm to my hip where he squeezes, rubbing his cock against me, teasing me with how thick and hard he is. “I don’t have unprotected sex, Aria. Ever. Not with anyone.”
His dick presses against my butt crack, and I can’t even care that I know for us to do this means something. I’m crossing lines I don’t cross with sexual partners, but I want to feel every goddamn inch of him without anything between us. “Neither do I.” I wiggle against him, searching for the tip of his cock.
“Is that a yes to no condom then?”
