A Tangled Web - R.G. Alexander Page 0,41
how beautiful you are, stretched out on my cock, Dani.”
“The talking again,” she moaned. “You’re killing me.”
He started to move inside her, his jaw clenching. “I don’t think this first time is going to last that long, Shortbread, so I’ll make it up to you. Hours of dirty talk and foreplay later, I promise. But right now I need to fuck you hard enough to break this bed.”
She’d barely managed to gasp out a yes before he let go of his control and took. She could feel him everywhere. Each pounding drive shook the bed with his force and had her screaming his name.
Years of repressed need and hunger were driving them both. They couldn’t get close enough. Go deep enough. God, so deep.
The fast slap of their wet skin echoed in her ears along with the throbbing of her heart.
Love him. Love him so much.
“Don’t stop, Liam. Harder. Fuck me harder.”
“Jesus,” he swore, managing to flip her over without leaving her body. “Right down the hall every damn night. How did I ever resist this?”
He held her curls tight enough to arch her spine and then he was pumping harder, deeper than before. “Liam.”
He sucked her neck hard enough to leave a mark. “I love it when you say my name. You want it harder? You won’t be able to walk for a week. Not that I’d let you leave this bed long enough to try.”
She liked the sound of that too much. “Big talk, Cookie. That Texas-sized ego is showing again,” she panted.
He released her hip and covered her clit with two rough fingers. “You daring me, Shortbread? You think I can’t deliver?”
She knew he could. “More, Liam. I’m close.”
“Thank God,” he murmured against her shoulder. “So close. I’m so fucking close. Need you to come first, Dani.”
He hit something inside her that had her screaming again, and then both of them were racing toward the edge of the cliff, clinging to each other as they threw themselves into the abyss and started falling.
Like a burning star falling through the sky, she thought as light flashed behind her eyes, blue and bright and breathtaking.
He called her name, burying his face in her back, his body shaking. She reached back to run her fingers through his damp hair, turning to kiss him.
When they could control their limbs, he slid out of her slowly and lowered himself to her side. She went willingly into his arms, feeling blissfully relaxed for the first time in ages.
“Wow.”
“Wow again?” His shoulders shook. “We need a better descriptor at some point. Wow is way too vague.”
“Would you prefer hot damn or yeehaw?”
“Either could work in a pinch. Or you could just go into detail about how big I am again.”
“Wow.” Her sarcastic delivery had him reaching around to smack her ass.
His arms tightened around her and she felt a shimmer of unease. This moment was too perfect. She was suddenly terrified something was about to happen to ruin it.
Like serious pillow talk.
She slid out of his arms and bounced out of bed, laughing and grimacing when a rush of liquid coated her thighs. “I think we need a shower.”
“Say no more.” Liam was standing and scooping her up in his arms before she could think of evading him. “I’ve had plans for you and that shower for a while now.”
Her body instantly responded. “We should invite Stax, too.”
He shook his head, but his eyes were sparkling. “At this point it would probably be rude not to.”
“Yes, it would,” Stax responded from somewhere downstairs, making them both laugh.
She leaned her head on his shoulder. “If you keep carrying me everywhere, I’m bound to get spoiled.”
“Get used to it, Shortbread.”
She wanted to. So much it scared her.
Chapter Nine
Dani woke up with a smile on her face and a body covered in aching reminders of the night before.
She’d gone from zero to sexual Olympian in a single evening. She’d done things and been in positions she’d never even heard of, with not one, but two men. Two men who had also done things to each other at her specific request. And one of them was still passed out cold beside her.
Liam. She’d slept with Liam.
She still couldn’t believe they’d had their first experience together with an extra person in the room. Most of the time, anyway. Liam’s rules kept him from fully joining in, but Stax hadn’t seemed to mind at all. Instead, he’d offered them exactly what they needed. A buffer. A night of fantasy with