to action.
His tongue pushes into my waiting mouth… seeking and taking complete control. I’m more than willing to relinquish it. To relinquish it all—the pain, the longing, the fear I’ve been holding on to like a safety net for all these years.
My God… The way this man kisses—with his entire being—not just a tangle of lips and tongues, but an erotic dance. Kissing Liam is an art. With each stroke of his warm tongue, I feel worshipped…revered.
He takes his time making love to my mouth, reminding me of exactly what I would have been giving up in trying to move on with Ryder. Showing me without words how foolish I was to ever think I could.
There’s no one else for me; it’s more obvious than ever. What we share goes so much deeper than a physical connection. We’re bonded at a molecular level. Scarred on one another’s hearts. Engraved on each other’s souls.
“Liam,” I mewl.
“Missed you,” he moans, biting down gently on my lower lip. “I’ve missed you so damn much.” He grips my zipper, lowering it as he kisses a path along my jaw to my neck. Then he pushes my coat over my shoulders, letting it fall to the dusty floor. It briefly crosses my mind to pick it up, my OCD creeping in, but that thought passes just as quickly as it invades my lust filled haze. Now is not the time to worry about such things.
“Te quiero,” I moan, writhing against him, desperately trying to guide him with my body. To show him what I need. I’m seconds away from begging. “Te quiero…” I want you…
He swallows my plea, tugging my lower lip with is teeth. “More,” he rasps into my mouth, his breath fevered. “Tell me exactly what you want?”
“You. I want you. All of you.”
“You can do better than that.” He grips the hair at the nape of my neck, tugging gently, and holy fuck is it hot. “Tell me.”
Tears spring to my eyes as his hold tightens. “Make love to me, husband.” My hands rake through his hair as he stares deep into my eyes. “Right here, up against this wall. Make me yours again.”
Liam rakes his eyes over my body. “Fuck. You’re beautiful. Perfect, Nya. Just fucking perfect.”
“Please…” There it is. I’m begging, and I don’t even have the sense to care, because right now there is absolutely nothing in the world I want more than this man inside of me…not even my next breath.
Dramatic? Maybe. But one hundred percent true.
Liam gives my hair another tug to position me just the way he wants before bringing his mouth to the column of my neck. He pops a few buttons on my shirt, exposing my breasts.
“No bra?”
I clear my throat, trying to locate my voice. “Thought we might need easy access.”
He steps into me, so his hard cock is pressed to my abdomen. Then he cups my right breast in his hand. “It’s like you had this planned.”
A laugh erupts from my chest, but it’s breathy and wanting and not the slightest amused. “I think this has been the longest day of my life.”
“I’ll make it worth it,” he assures me before lowering his lips to take one swollen bud into his mouth. He laps at the sensitive flesh, working me into a frenzy while tugging the button at my waist.
“Liam,” I moan when he drops to his knees, peppering kisses along my stomach as he lowers my pants zipper. My hands fist into his hair while he tugs the material over my hips and begins to run his tongue along the lace thong covering my slit.
“Oh my God. Yes! No—I can’t… Liam!” I’m an incoherent mess as I grind into his mouth, thrashing against the stall.
“Yes?” he asks, tugging my thong to the side and flicking his tongue over my throbbing clit. I swear I see actual stars bursting behind my eyelids. “Or no?” He releases the fabric concealing my exposed pussy. “Which is it, Darlin’?”
“Yes,” I whimper, guiding his head back between my legs. “A million times yes.”
His laugher vibrates against my core when he drives his tongue into my opening, only heightening my pleasure. It doesn’t take long before I’m coiled tight, ready to burst.
“I’m gonna come,” I warn, gripping the metal hay feeder screwed into the wall behind me for support. My legs are jelly—useless.
“Good.” His tongue traces a path around my opening to my clit and back. “Come on my face.”
“Liam…” My head rotates side to side. “Liam…