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I slide her panties down her legs, spread those thighs wide open, and stare down at her glistening lips. My mouth goes dry. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.” I sigh.
“Me or my pussy?”
“Both, but I was talking toher. Give me a minute. She and I have some business to attend to,” I say as I crouch down and lower my face to her mound. “I’m fucking obsessed with you. It’s like you’ve put a damn spell over me I just can’t shake. And your taste, best fucking thing I’ve ever had in my mouth,” I talk directly to her cunt.
“Really? I find that hard to believe,” Aliyah says.
I look up. “I wasn’t talking to you. I was talking to her. Stop interrupting, princess.”
She laughs and lies back on the mattress. “Well, don’t let me keep you from your riveting conversation,” she grumbles with a sarcastic wave of a hand.
I refocus my attention on her pussy, dragging my tongue up from the bottom to the top. My lips close around her clit, sucking it into my mouth. I groan as I bury my face against her. There’s something about her scent, her taste, that just has me ensnared in its trap. Although I’m not exactly looking for a way out either. Aliyah’s hips buck off the bed. She reaches up and pulls a pillow over her face as she screams into it. She’s so responsive to my touch all the time. She fucking comes so easily. I love it. I continue licking and sucking and nibbling on her until her hands pull my head away.
“Get a condom. Now,” she demands.
“Now who’s being bossy?” I ask her.
“Shut up and wrap that thing already. Please, Liam, I need you inside me.”
“Well, fuck, babe, when you beg so pretty like that…” I rip the foil packet open with my teeth and roll the condom down my length. I line up my cock with her entrance and—
“Liam King, I know you’re in there,” a voice calls out from behind the door.
Aliyah’s eyes widen, and I freeze. “What the fuck is she doing here?” I hiss to myself.
“Who is she?” Aliyah asks. “Actually, it doesn’t matter. You don’t owe me anything. Give me a second to fix myself and I’ll get out of your way.”
“What the fuck? Aliyah, no.She’smy fucking mother. And you’re not going anywhere. She is.”
ChapterTwenty-Seven
His mom.His motheris knocking on the door and I’m naked. Well, technically, I still have my bra on. I reach up and push Liam off me. He lands on his ass on the floor.
“Ow, what the fuck?” he hisses.
“Oh, please, like that hurt. You’re a fucking hockey player. You get hit harder than that on a good day,” I hiss back at him as I reach for my discarded dress. I pull it over my head. “Where are my panties?” I look around, then over to where Liam is tugging his pants up his legs.
He spots my underwear on the floor and shoves them into his pocket. “I’ll keep 'em for ya.” He winks.
“I am not meeting your mother with no panties on.”
“She’s not staying,” he says, pulling his shirt over his head. My eyes flick around the room again. There’s a desk in the corner with a chair. I drag a second chair over and grab the little hotel notepad and pen. Liam stops and looks at me. “What are you doing?” he asks, tilting his head to the side.
“We’re working. That’s why I’m in here. We’re going over the upcoming events you’re scheduled to attend.”
There’s another loud bang on the door. “I can hear you in there, Liam. Open the fucking door,” his mother yells out.
Liam swings the door open. His mother pushes past him and then stops when she sees me. I swallow the lump in my throat. “Hi, I’m Aliyah, Liam’s PR rep for the team,” I say, standing to greet her.
“You can leave,” she says, dismissing me with a wave of her hand.
“No,youcan leave,” Liam tells her, and I look between the two of them.
“We can finish this later, Liam,” I say, picking up the notebook and pen and holding them to my chest.
“No, we can’t. We’re not done here, Aliyah,” he says between gritted teeth.
“Oh, please, drop the act, son. Get rid of your little groupie. We need to talk.” His mother huffs, crossing her arms over her chest while pretending I don’t exist.
