God, this is intense. And so good.
The stark expression on his face looks like he’s about to devour me. My abdomen clenches hard, my skin anticipating his touch, my body eager for his.
Instead of bringing his mouth to mine, hot kisses burn down my neck. My head falls back, my demand that we take it slow nowhere to be found.
When his palm covers my breast, I moan again, this time rubbing myself against his hard length when he thrusts up.
God. This man.
He lets out another impatient growl, and yanking my shirt up, my back arches as his mouth closes around my nipple.
Instantly, I’m doused in ice, worried that he will see the bite marks Finn left behind. They’re healing slower than the ones on my face. Lowering my legs, I grab hold of my shirt and cover myself while slumping back against the wall. My breaths burst over my lips.
This is why I wanted to wait. I don’t want him seeing the marks.
Liam takes a step back, shaking his head as if he’s struggling to regain control. “Fuck.” His chest rises and falls with the deep breaths he’s taking. Slowly the hunger drains from his face. “Right. You said slow.” His eyes scan my face. “Did I fuck up?”
I shake my head. “I just need time before we get to that.” Time for the bruises on my chest to go away.
Liam must read something on my face because his features instantly fill with worry. “I’m an asshole.” Stepping closer, he wraps his arms around me, letting out a deep sigh. “Of course, you need time.” He presses a kiss to my hair, then he admits, “It feels good to hold you.”
“It feels good being held by you,” I whisper as I burrow closer to his chest. Closing my eyes, my mind is inundated with everything he said and what it means.
Part of me feels everything is happening fast, but then there’s a part that already knows this is the man for me. Like he said, it’s as if he’s my other half. Before losing control with the kiss, he knew exactly what I needed without me having to ask.
Like he already knows me inside out.
Lifting my head, I look up at him for a moment before pushing myself up on my toes and pressing a soft kiss to his mouth.
Holy crap, I’m dating Liam Byrne.
A hot grin spreads over his face. “Again.”
I give him another quick kiss, then extract myself from his arms. “I need my daily dose of diabetes.” Like pronto.
Following me to the stairs, he chuckles. “Donuts it is.”
While Liam tells Paul to make a run for donuts, I curl up on the couch, my eyes finding the view beyond the windows.
Liam grabs the remote from the TV stand, then comes to sit next to me. Wrapping his arm around my shoulders, he tugs me closer until I’m leaning against him.
“Mind if I catch up on the news?” he asks.
“Not at all.” I snuggle into him, closing my eyes.
I hear the presenter giving the daily updates of what’s happening around the world but don’t pay attention to any of it.
Taking a deep breath, I inhale Liam’s scent, then I start to wonder what would’ve happened if I didn’t stop him. “I’m curious.”
His body shakes with silent laughter. “Aren’t you always?” I can feel him looking at me. “What’s the question?”
I sit up a bit straighter so I can meet his eyes. “How does sex with you work?” That doesn’t sound weird at all. “I mean, with the no touching and all.”
He looks at me for a moment, probably thinking about how to answer my question. “It’s usually clinical.” Shrugging, he adds, “I never undress.”
My eyebrows lift. “You do the deed fully dressed?”
Chuckling at me, he nods. “Only one body part is needed to get the job done.”
“God, you make it sound like a chore.”
“That’s because it was.” With his arm still around my shoulders, he tugs me against him and lowers his head until his breath fans over my ear. “But make no mistake, Kiara. When the time comes, I’m going to enjoy stripping you naked, so I can feel every inch of you pressed against me while I sink deep into you.”
Holy shit.
Heat floods my body, my abdomen tightening from his hungry words. My eyes lower to his lap, and seeing the proof of his desire, hard and long beneath the sweatpants, my eyebrow darts up again.
He’s big.
Damn the bruises for not fading faster.
I shift to create some friction between my legs.
His teeth nip at my earlobe, intense tingles spreading over my body. “I’m going to feast on your skin, sucking on your nipples until you’re begging me to take you.”
A strangled moan escapes me.
Liam pulls me closer, and positioning me on his lap, so I’m straddling him, I feel his hard length between my legs.