Trouble with the Fake Boyfriend (Rock Bottom #3) - Holly Renee Page 0,63

you if I tried.”

She reached her hand up and gripped my hand with hers. “Promise me.”

“I promise.” I pressed my forehead to hers. “I love you, Brooke.”

“I love you too.”

I picked her up and slammed my mouth against hers. I couldn’t take another second without tasting her. I wanted to know what those words felt like coming off her lips. “Say it again.”

“I love you.”

I fell against the couch, and she held on as she settled into my lap. I couldn’t stop touching her. Kissing her.

I never wanted to stop ever again.

She reached between us and jerked her shirt over her head in an instant.

“I love your body.” I ran my tongue over her nipple before running my nose along her breastbone. “I love your tits.”

She laughed and ran her fingers through my hair.

“I love your lips.” I kissed her as she laughed again, and I swear it was my favorite kind of kiss. I had never seen anyone as beautiful as Brooke when she laughed.

“Is there anything about me you don’t love?” she teased as she started grinding against my lap.

“No.” I shook my head and kissed her shoulder. “I especially love it when you do that.”

She laughed and moved harder against me as she started fumbling with the buttons of my shirt. I didn’t stop her. I reached down and unbuckled my belt before opening my slacks.

I had no idea how I had survived so long without her before, but right then, I felt like I was going to die if I didn’t touch every inch of her.

She lifted to her knees as I pulled my cock from my pants and she slipped her shorts to the side before sitting back down against me. She rubbed her wetness against me slowly causing us both to groan before she lifted again and lined herself up with me.

I kissed up her neck as she slowly settled against me taking me into her fully, and I had to stop myself from lifting her up and slamming her back against the couch.

I knew she needed this bit of control, and I would give it to her. Especially now. Especially after her telling me she loved me.

Her fingers dug into my shoulders as she lifted and dropped against me. The way her body moved was sinful, and I couldn’t do anything but lean my head back against the couch and watch her.

Whoever had made her ever feel like she wasn’t good enough had never really seen her. If they had, there would never had been a doubt in their mind.

This girl was pure fucking magic, and I was a fool for not seeing that before.

I reached into her shorts, finding her clit, and I rubbed circles to match her pace. She bit her lip as her eyes became heavy, and I wrapped my spare arm around her hips to force her closer to me.

I thrust into her as she fell back against me. I could feel her body tightening, and I was thankful because I didn’t know how much longer I would last.

Being with her was unlike anything I had ever felt with anyone else. Her body was so in tune with mine. Her mouth felt like it was made for me.

She gave just as good as she got, and she was never shy about letting me know what she loved. I didn’t think she could hide it if she tried.

“Liam.” My name sounded like a prayer on her lips, and I wanted to give her everything.

Whatever she wanted, whatever she needed, I would give it to her.

Her thighs locked against mine, and I slammed up into her as she fell apart above me. I felt like my hands were bruising her skin, but I couldn’t stop. I wanted her closer, I wanted more, and I was never willing to let go.

“I love you, Liam,” she whispered, and there wasn’t a chance in hell that I wasn’t following her over that edge.

I buried myself in her and bruised my lips against hers. I couldn’t get enough, every touch only fueling my addiction.

But she was an addiction I would happily fall to my knees for.

“I love you.” I came inside her, harder than I had ever come before, and exhaustion hit me as she laid against my chest but I wasn’t done with her.

I would fall again and again, and I would never get enough.

Twenty

A Mess

Brooke

I could hear someone at the door, but I didn’t care. The couch was against my back, and Liam’s