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She pulled back from our passionate kiss, resting her forehead on mine and staring deep into my eyes, the happiness in hers making my heart swell with pride.
Jamie bit her lip and closed her eyes before inhaling deeply, “Make love to me, Liam.”
Chapter 38
Jamie
Liam and I had both been dreading yet anticipating last night.
It wasn’t just the outcome of the meeting. It was what followed, too. I wasn’t sure I could allow myself to let go after what that sorry excuse of a man had done to me. I wasn’t sure those images wouldn’t resurface when Liam was touching me.
But thankfully, they didn’t.
Liam's touch was different from all others. It was healing and not degrading, even if it was, at times, rough and demanding. I had consented to it. Craved it.
All spectrum of Liam's colors appealed to me, from the softness of his bright smiles to the ragged edges of his dark possession.
Besides, we were now free to live our lives without restrictions or imminent danger, and that was enough to loosen me up and forget the horrible past, even if just for a moment.
I gave myself to him, expecting he would take it all, but he gave as much as he received if not more.
My heart, my body, and my soul. All of it, all of me, was undoubtedly his.
When I woke up the next morning, all I felt were cold sheets beside me. Liam wasn’t in bed.
I took my time enjoying the feeling of my sore muscles as I stretched out. It was the welcomed after-effect of a night well spent in Liam’s arms. He had worshiped my body in every way possible, bringing me pleasure with every kiss, every touch, every flip and turn. But I couldn’t help but feel that because of everything that had happened, Liam was still holding back.
I wanted to give him as much as he had given me. As much as he gave me every damn time we slept together. So as I heard the shower water running, my mind knew immediately what I wanted to do to level the field a little.
I stood by the bathroom door for a couple of minutes, admiring his glistening body as the water fell down his muscled back and splashed off every mass of perfection.
Slowly, I stepped into the shower, hugging him from behind and pressing my breasts into his back.
“Hmm.” His chest rumbled content. That low, pleasure-driven groan that shot straight to my clit every damn time had my nipples hardening against his skin. “Good morning to you too, Miss Harden.”
My hands traveled the length of his body, from his perfectly toned pecs and down his abs, mapping it with my fingertips, making sure to memorize every detail of this feeling.
I let my hands drop further down, tracing that sinful V of muscles that pointed straight to temptation.
His cock was starting to thicken, growing harder in my hand, rising tall just for me. Slowly, I pumped my hand up and down, leisurely teasing him until he was fully erect. Liam had both his hands on the wall in front of him, steadying himself as I worked my magic, the water working like a perfect lubricant for my paced movements.
“Wasn’t last night satisfying?”
“It sure was. But with you I always want more.”
Suddenly Liam turned around, his fingers lacing in my hair at the nape of my neck, pulling me closer to him, my lips only but an inch away from his.
“From me you’ll get whatever you want, whenever you want.” His green eyes were already clouded by lust, and his expression devious. Liam had this stern and commanding devil inside him who broke free every time he was turned on. I was always pleased to see him surface, but today I had a different thing in mind.
I took his hand away from my neck and tried to push him back against the cold tile with my hand firmly planted on his chest, my eyes never leaving his. A knowing grin spread across Liam’s face before he conceded, slowly stepping back and against the wall.
There was an exhilarating feeling rushing through me, the thought of what I was about to do had my mind running wild and my pussy clenching uncontrollably.
I looked down at Liam’s tall cock that was now fisted in his hand, the slow pumps making my mouth water. My tongue swiped across my lips, my need for a taste becoming clear in the hunger I was suddenly feeling.
Holding on to Liam’s shoulder, I started to kneel in front of him, but with his free hand, he stopped me.
“What are you doing?”
