Beauty and the Boss - MINK Page 0,24

believe that. Not with the way he’s kissing me right now. I swear I can feel the love flowing through him and into me. I might be crazy. It wouldn't be the first time someone called me that. I don’t really care. My choices have gotten me to this point. In this moment, I wouldn't change a thing.

I raise my hips to meet his thrusts. His moan fills my mouth and moves through my whole body. He doesn’t have to tell me that he needs me. I can feel it. The slight tremble to his body gives him away. It’s ever so subtle. He might be trying to hide it, but I sense it. Just like that day I walked into his office and knew he needed sunshine in his life. I’d never wanted to give it to someone so badly. It was as if I’d been waiting for this very moment. For this man that needs me. Maybe I need him, too. My body is screaming for him. It aches for him in a way that I never thought was possible.

My orgasm is building with each of his thrusts. “Liam.” I moan his name as I pull my mouth from his.

“I need you to come, sunshine.” His whole body is strung tight. He’s fighting his control. I’m right there with him. I’m holding the orgasm at bay. Usually whenever my punishment is over, he leaves or pushes me away. I don’t want him to leave this time. I want to prolong this moment, even though my body has different ideas.

“Now!” he orders.

My body complies. The orgasm hits harder than any other he’s given me. I scream out his name, my body shaking under his. The pleasure is almost too much to take. His warm release spills into me. The feeling of being so connected to him sends me over again. I don’t even know where that one came from, but I clench around him with my body trying to suck every drop from him. I want him as deep as he can get. I want him to own me inside and out.

“Sunshine.” He whispers my name.

My eyes flutter open. I hadn't known I’d closed them. Slowly, he starts to place soft gentle kisses all over my face. I smile, enjoying this sweet side of Liam as much as I enjoy the rough one of Mr. Baxter.

Oh God, I think I love all of him. I swallow all the emotions I’m feeling. I should be used to it. He always has me all over the place, but for once I am actually a little scared.

“Don’t leave.” I cling to him, wrapping myself around him tightly. He rolls, taking me with him. I lie spread out on his chest as his hands roam over my back. His fingers continue to caress me tenderly, but he doesn’t respond to my plea. Nervous butterflies swarm in my stomach as I try to think of what to do next.

“Did you eat?”

What an odd question to ask right now, but I nod.

“Good. I worry.” He kisses the top of my head.

I realize it’s his way of checking on me to make sure I’m taken care of. I melt into him, letting sleep take me and having faith that tomorrow, nothing will change. That I won’t wake to him putting up his walls again. Though I rather enjoy trying to break them down. They crumble so easily for me. No one else can seem to get close to him. Or that’s the way it’s looked over the past week. The small amount of digging I’ve done on him didn’t turn up any girlfriends. It didn’t really turn up much of anything, especially a social life. His days are rather solitary, with the majority of them wrapped up in his business.

I don’t know if Liam Baxter is trying to get at my father by using me, but I think when it’s all said and done, I might actually be Liam’s weak spot. Not my father’s.

He’s gone. I can still smell him, but the weight of his body that was wrapped around me is no longer there. My eyes fly open as I sit up in the bed. The morning light pours in through my window.

“Liam?” I call out. I don’t receive a response.

Mr. Grumpy Pants jumps onto my bed and lets out a loud meow, demanding his breakfast. I bolt from the bed when I see the time. I’m late. I start to rush around, hurrying my