A Tangled Web - R.G. Alexander Page 0,4

Which meant she could climb Liam like a tree and finally know what it felt like to kiss him. She’d never even done it in her dreams. His beautiful mouth always eluded hers. He wouldn’t like the descriptor, but it was true. She’d thought it the first time she saw them. Beautiful, sensual lips with a smile that felt like coming home.

Her desire was so potent she wasn’t surprised to see it reflected in his eyes. “I don’t know why this is happening now, but do it,” he rasped. “Put me out of my misery, Dani. Please.”

Only a dream.

She grabbed onto his damp hair and tugged him down that last inch, pressing her lips against his a little too firmly, feeling teeth cutting into her upper lip. His laugh was intoxicating. “Let me.”

Dani would have sworn yesterday that she knew everything about him. All the details that came from sharing a life together. She knew the way he liked his coffee, his moods and expressions, the sound of his laughter. His steps on the stairs. She knew what laundry detergent made him itch and that she could drive him bonkers by leaving a sock on the floor or not folding her clothes right away, because Liam was a closet neat freak.

She’d heard about the time he’d hopped out a window during a final exam in high school to meet a girl, and how he felt the first time he’d had his heart broken. She knew that it wasn’t the chemistry or even the skill involved in cooking that made him love it—though that was a factor. It was the effect it had on people. Nurturing was in his bones and feeding people brought him joy. He’d shared that, and so many other parts of himself with her throughout their friendship, but the kiss came as a complete surprise. She’d had no idea he could do this.

Her gentle, funny friend had been replaced by a demanding conqueror. His mouth owned her. His lips were seduction made flesh, and he wielded them with the kind of skill that deserved standing ovations and fireworks. That expected them.

She melted against him as their tongues tangled, teeth nibbled and teased. He sucked on her lower lip and her eyes fluttered at the sensation. He was making love with his mouth, her entire body responding to every thrust of his tongue, every caress. It was so much better than she’d imagined a kiss could be. Either he was a unicorn, or she’d spent a lifetime kissing the wrong men.

Both things could be true.

His thick thigh forced its way between hers and she gasped when denim scraped her sensitive clit. She shuddered and Liam’s hands were there, holding her steady and setting a rhythm she was desperate to follow.

This couldn’t happen. She had to stop him.

“Liam,” she moaned.

“I can feel your heat through my jeans,” he said, his words tinged with need as they brushed against her lips. “You need this as much as I do. Let me give you this.”

Give her… She moaned as he kissed her again, parting her towel so her heavy breasts were flush against his chest with nothing between them. “I knew you’d be like this.”

But she was never like this. The way she was squeezing her thighs around him and grinding, shamelessly seeking the pleasure she knew he could give. She didn’t do things like this. Ever.

Maybe you should. Give in, Dani. Just once. Give in.

Even the voice in her head didn’t sound like her own. It was dark and tempting and determined to get what it desired. Liam. Liam. “Liam.”

“I’m here, Dani. That’s right. Take what you need from me. Fuck,” he groaned, tilting his head to swallow her response. Not that she had one she could repeat out loud. What would she even say?

Yes, please. Faster. Oh God, just like that.

She was so close to something she’d only imagined in the past. The big one. A genuine, full-throated, full-body orgasm. So close.

Please.

She wasn’t sure if she’d said the word out loud or not, but her body knew what it needed. Her fingers on her clit. She was so wet she could hear it as her fingers slid through her arousal.

So could Liam. “I’m jealous of that hand,” he growled, thigh tensing as he looked down at where she rode him. “Are you as hot and wet as you feel, baby?”

“Yes.” Her answer was a moan she couldn’t contain, her fingers shaking as they circled her clit. He smacked her