Their Forever - Chloe Kent Page 0,42

him, but Liam captured her hands and raised them above her head in one of his hands.

Flames leaped off her body. She writhed like a woman possessed just to get to feel Liam's cock dip into the sticky-hot wetness pooling inside her, waiting for him, so she could coat his shaft with her essence in honor and love.

But he didn't go deep enough, and she fought like mad. Dying to suck him up, to feel him thrust against her cervix and give her that mindless pain and brimming pleasure. She wanted him to punish her with his cock, fuck her until she couldn't walk, deep enough that he shook her to the core of her soul. She wanted him to hurt her because she had disappointed him. She had lied and put herself in danger when that was the one thing he’d demanded she never do.

But Liam controlled her, his big muscular body holding her down effortlessly, preventing her from moving an inch, making her squeal and shout with need.

“Please, Liam. Deeper,” she sobbed.

She was going to die if she couldn't anoint his cock in the valley of her arousal, the source deep inside her where he controlled. To stifle her cries, Liam clasped his hand around her mouth after she had dropped her own hand, and her tears spilled over his fingers. He hadn't relinquished the hold of her wrists, painfully constrained above her head. He didn't shove his cock any deeper into her, and her wetness wept against his head, begging him to penetrate her fully.

She shook her head when his shaft thickened even more, when the delicious sensation of his veins pumped up and nestled even closer to her pussy. She knew he was going to come, and she used all her might to squeeze him in deeper, crying hysterically. She needed to feel herself bathed in his cum, to spill against her cervix. She needed him that way, but he was punishing her. Staying at the cusp, the shallow agonizing point that ruined her completely.

Her muffled pleas and shouts grew more and more frantic, and the only thing that saved her halfway was Liam's lips on her cheek, tenderly kissing her while his cock jerked and pumped at the entrance of her pussy. That was how much she had disappointed him.

She lamented her body's losses. Her sobbing clit which would have given anything to feel his hands on it, his mouth.

The instant Liam released her, she shakily pulled up her jeans and kept her thighs closed, anything to keep his seed as close against her pussy as she could.

She turned around, and Liam instantly picked her up in his arms. He carried her to one of the comfortable sofas in his study, cradled her against his body and soothed her to sleep.

With her ear against his heartbeat, she took his hand and placed it between her thighs. She didn't think she deserved it, but when Liam allowed it, she closed her eyes and fell asleep instantly. She had no idea how long she'd been asleep, didn't even rouse when Liam moved her from his lap to the sofa and pulled a cashmere throw over her.

Even from her deep sleep she didn't need to open her eyes to know where she was. The smell of Liam and leather and masculinity and power cocooned her in a protective bubble. The sound of his voice, deep and thrilling awoke the unfulfilled need in her body and brought home what she had done. How stupid she had been.

“Kade,” Liam said softly. “How did the cleanup go?”

Her heart strutted in her chest at the sound of Kade's name as Liam spoke into his phone. Whatever Liam had deprived her body of seemed quadrupled now. She had to tell Liam he had to fire Kade. He had to; she couldn't do this anymore. She didn't want to.

After a moment of silence, as Liam listened to Kade's reply, he spoke again. “She's asleep,” he answered, but there was a soft chuckle in his voice as if he was aware the instant she had woken even though she hardly changed her breathing or opened her eyes.

Did Kade ask about her? God, she could have been the reason he was killed today. She pushed the thought aside as it twisted her insides.

After telling Kade he would see him later, Liam came to her. She was surprised to find the day had slipped into early evening already. He answered a knock on the door that brought