“There’s not going to be anything gentle
about tonight, darlin’,” he rasps against
my mouth. “I’ve waited all day for you, and watching you dance with those other
men, letting them touch you, I’m going to punish you.” My body quivers at his
words. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
sharp bite of arousal causes my stomach to clench in reaction as he grips my hand and
pulls me through the apartment, not saying another word.
The bedroom door closes with a soft click
behind us as Liam continues to grasp my
hand as if he’s afraid I’ll run if he releases me. He looks down, nailing me
with his intense blue gaze, and my breath catches.
“I have to call downstairs,” he murmurs.
“Okay,” I breathe.
His eyes are fervent as his gaze holds
mine. He releases me, and I finally break eye contact, moving across the room
to stand before the doors that open out onto a balcony.
I turn to find him watching me as he
talks on the house phone. I turn back to look out the darkened window. I feel
awkward, not knowing what I should be doing. Undressing? I’m out of my depth
here. I don’t have experience in this type of situation. Are men put off by a
woman’s lack of sexual knowledge? The thought that it might, flames my
self-doubt, and I look back uneasily at Liam as I hear him say, “I’ll talk to
you in the morning.”
He sets the phone down on the bedside
table. Then he crosses the room in long strides, pulling his shirt up and over
his head, tossing it aside.
My eyes greedily devour every inch of his
hard, muscular perfection. The fierce hunger in his eyes, almost savage in its
intensity, spikes my desire, creating a raw need that hits me like a physical
When he reaches me, he pulls me roughly
against the length of his body as he wraps me in his arms and his spicy male
scent. His mouth comes down on mine, and his tongue is forceful as he pushes it
into my mouth. His kiss consumes, possesses and sucks every ounce of doubt from
my thoughts. Our passion is almost tangible, and I strain to get closer as he
grips my bottom, squeezing firmly. I smooth my hands across his broad
shoulders, down his arms, loving the feel of his hard muscles as I run my hands
over his firm chest.
“Fuck, Cait,” he gasps against my lips.
When he lifts me up into his arms, I
press my mouth to his neck and suck against his skin. I nip and bite as he
crosses the room to lower me beside the bed.
“Fucking clothes off. Now!” he snarls as
he jerks the duvet and top sheet off the bed.
Our eyes lock as I hurry to pull my dress
off as he slides his jeans and briefs down his legs, his erection springs free
to stand tall and proud.
I still, my mouth going dry. He is so
freaking beautiful, I can’t take my eyes from him.
When he grips his erection and pumps his
hand along the length, I look up to meet his knowing blue gaze.
“Is this what you want, darlin’?” he asks with a lascivious smile.
I swallow with difficulty. “Yes,” I
He walks slowly, purposefully toward me.
“On your knees.”