How to Steal Your Best Friend's Fiancé - London Casey Page 0,99

bed and she tried to sit up.

Her legs started to shut but she wasn’t chasing me away that easily.

As she cried out, her right hand grabbed my hair and pulled.

“Liam!” she yelled.

I growled and my tongue lapped up and down, tasting all of her fresh warmth.

I knew how far to take her before stopping.

There was a fine line with Emily’s pussy where it went from pleasure, to coming, to ticklish. I could dance that line like a high wire tightrope walker.

The tip of my tongue danced once more along her sweet folds and around her pearly clit. Then I kissed up her body, easing her back down to the bed as she gasped for breath.

Of course, we were just getting started.

My cock raged with fullness, waiting for its turn between Emily’s legs.

I kissed up to her left breast and stopped. “You were amazing tonight, Em.”

“I know,” she said. She took another deep breath.

“I get to fuck the star of the show,” I whispered.

I looked up at her and she looked down at me. “You’re my groupie.”

“Yes, I am.”

“That means I control you, Liam.”

“We’ll see about that, babe,” I said.

I nestled my cock between her legs, rubbing the full tip of my cock against her throbbing slit.

She sucked in a breath and groaned. “Not fair…”

“Completely fair,” I said.

I pressed my cock against her clit and moved left to right.

Emily grabbed at the sheets and arched her back. “Oh, fuck… Liam…”

“Yes, babe, you’re still there,” I said. I kissed her nipple and moved up her chest to her neck. “You’re going to come again for me. You’re going to soak my cock with your honey…”

“Now,” she said.

I slid my cock down and thrust forward.

She was tight, pulsing, and she exploded once again.

I helped myself to the hilt and Emily threw her arms around me and I did the same to her. I held her as she came, her hips bucking with enough force and speed that I felt like I was going to come too.

She bit at my shoulder and groaned with each pulse of her body.

My right hand slid down to the small of her back and then around to the back of her left leg. I pressed forward and guided her back down to the bed again and began to take her.

Now she was mine.

This was for me.

My hands then flattened on the bed, allowing me to gaze upon her body, up and down… over and over…

Her hips. Her belly button. Her breasts as they danced with the rhythm of my cock loving her. Her neck. The freckles on her neck that I loved to flick my tongue against. Her lips… nose… eyes…

Everything about her.

She was mine.

All fucking mine.

No more games. No more hiding. No more catches and favors.

Just us.

Emily hooked her ankles around my back and pulled.

I bent my elbows and nuzzled my nose to her left nipple, then her right.

I opened my mouth and tasted her breast.

Then I made a straight line with my tongue to her neck and stopped at her right ear.

I moved faster and harder.

Our bodies colliding, the sound echoing around the bedroom.

She clawed at my back again as she began to climax one more time.

I smiled, knowing I was just seconds away myself.

I couldn’t hold back. And why would I? We would just take a break, flirt, kiss, tease, and then fuck again.

“I love you, Em,” I growled into her ear.

“I love you, Liam,” she cried out.

Hearing that was all I could I take.

I thrust one last time… and held there… our love and desire coming together as one.

Chapter Forty-Four

Emily

I read the sign twenty times as I walked it across the bakery.

I ignored the empty walls. The chairs on the tables in the middle of the day. A week ago, there would have been people at the tables. Sitting in the chairs. There would have been people in line. I would have been behind the register. Casually looking at the front of the bakery, wishing more than anything that Liam would walk in to come see me.

Now…

“It was fun,” I whispered.

I put the sign on the front door and swiped my thumb across the piece of tape at the top of the paper.

The note was written formally, but informally, the message was simple.

The bakery was closed.

Out of business.

Out of time.

Out of everything.

After the Jeff situation, I made it very clear to both Elise and Dan that if they ever did that to me again, I would never talk to them again. I would be