Trouble with the Fake Boyfriend (Rock Bottom #3) - Holly Renee Page 0,48

moved around to the front. His grip was light, but he held me exactly where he wanted me, and I sat against him, the position making him feel impossibly deep.

His lips pressed against my neck where his fingers were still holding me as I started moving against him, and his other hand snaked down my body until it felt where our bodies were connected. I could feel his hand against me, his fingers spreading me open as he pushed in and out of me, and the heel of his hand started working in small hard circles against my clit.

“Fuck.” My head slammed back against his shoulder, and he took advantage of the angle and swallowed my moans with his mouth.

“Shhh.” The sound vibrated against our lips. “You don’t want to wake up my parents.”

Shit. I had completely forgotten about them. How the hell had I forgotten that they were just down the hall?

“Wait.” There was no way in hell I wanted them to wake up to the sound of their son fucking me.

“It’s not fucking happening, baby.” He kissed me again and the panic that was starting to rise only a second before was completely forgotten. “I need to feel you come on me.”

He pushed up inside me harder, and I knew that I was almost there. There was no way that I wanted him to stop.

“Liam.”

The heel of his hand pressed harder against me as I cried out and reached behind me, holding on to his thigh with one hand and grabbing his arm with the other as my orgasm coursed through my body.

I fell apart around him, and he held me against him as he continued to thrust inside. I could feel his body tense, and I tightened around him as he said my name.

He followed me over the edge in the next moment. He came inside me, and I had a moment of panic as I realized for the first time that we hadn’t used a condom.

But what made me panic more was that I didn’t care.

Liam turned my face toward his and he kissed me. He kissed me like he couldn’t get enough of me, like I was the thing he always wanted, and I kissed him back just as hard.

I didn’t know what tomorrow would hold, and if this was going to be my only moment with him, I was going to take advantage of every second of it.

I turned toward him as he slipped out of me, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I kept my eyes closed as I kissed him. I wasn’t ready for this to end. I wasn’t ready for reality to take over and ruin what just happened.

I didn’t want to see a single trace of regret on his face.

His hands ran over my head, and he pushed my hair back out of my face. His hands were gentle and caressing, and if I didn’t know any better, it would feel like tonight meant as much to him as it did to me.

He peppered kisses against my jaw, my lips, my nose, and I finally opened my eyes to find him looking down at me with a look I couldn’t decipher.

Neither one of us said anything. Liam laid back on his bed, his head hitting the pillow, before he pulled me forward until my chest fell into his.

He pulled a blanket over us, neither one of us worried about cleaning up or getting dressed, and I snuggled down against him. I would deal with the repercussions tomorrow. We both would. But tonight, tonight I was going to soak up everything he was willing to give.

And I didn’t regret a thing.

Fifteen

The Wedding

Liam

She looked absolutely gorgeous.

Today had been a whirlwind of activity.

We had barely had a moment to talk, and I had no idea where her head was at.

We had overslept this morning, and she jumped out of my bed like she was on fire when my mom called through the door that they were going to be late for their nail appointment.

Apparently, the two of them took the wedding as an excuse to go all out. They had an appointment to get their nails done then their hair, and I was thankful. My mama needed a day of pampering. She never did that for herself.

But I was still worried as hell about what was going through Brooke’s head.

She scurried around the room throwing clothes on and tossing her hair into a bun, and I could see the panic on