"I'm surprised everything isn't red," he said, taking a look around.
"I have at least some taste, thanks very much."
My place was homey and cozy, warm and inviting. The outside word was such a harsh place, cold and painful. I wanted my home to be a safe, comforting spot.
"I thought you said your place wasn't a mess?" he teased, nodding to a bra hanging off my desk chair.
I snatched it up and quickly tossed it behind a closet door.
"If one stray bra is all that's left lying around, I don't think I have much to be embarrassed about."
"I see you wear black bras as well as panties and socks," he noted.
"Sorry there's no cute cartoon kittens or superhero themed underwear to tease me about."
He came up behind me and gripped my hips.
"I'll just have to tease you in other ways," he said.
My whole body flushed at the wicked intentions behind his words.
"Is that another promise?" I asked.
He brushed my hair aside and placed a kiss on my neck. I shivered. His hand slid down my stomach, going lower and lower, until his fingertips were a mere inch away from that tantalizing spot at the apex of my thighs. He kept his hand there, not moving any further.
"Tease," I breathed.
He only chuckled.
Reaching back, I cupped his cheek, stroking his skin as his fingers clenched the fabric of my skirt.
I took a step, forcing him to follow as I started off towards my bedroom. We were steps away from the bed when I turned around to face him. He tilted his head down and captured my mouth, lips moving hungrily over mine. Delicious sparks spread over my skin.
Liam hooked his thumbs into the waistband of my skirt as my palms slipped under his t-shirt. I let out a longing whimper into his mouth, the feeling of his toned torso under my fingers sending my heart to a flurry of wild beats. My skirt fell to the floor. I ran my hands all over his abs and chest, greedy and wanton, but he didn’t let me enjoy it for long.
With a swift movement, I was tossed onto my bed. Liam pulled his t-shirt up and over his head, throwing it on the floor. My gaze roamed his body as I leaned back on my hands.
"Like what you see?" he asked, lifting his eyebrow with a knowing smirk.
"You already know you're hotter than sin, you narcissist."
His lips quirked up. "Sometimes a guy likes to be reminded."
Throbs raced between my legs as he crawled into bed. He rolled my panties down, keeping his eyes locked with mine. I felt the callouses of his fingers and the softness of his lips traveling up my legs. His fingertips circled my entrance. My very core scorched with need.
"You know how you keep on saying I'm amazing?" he asked, his voice a low murmur. I nodded without words. "Add this to your list."
With one last smirk, he dove between my thighs.
My legs clamped down around his shoulders, my moans filling my bedroom as my need was finally met. I pressed the heels of my feet into his back, drawing him in, encouraging him. I twisted my fingers through his hair, savoring his mouth, his lips, his tongue.
Liam hadn't been bragging. He was amazing at this. On and on it went, thorough and all-consuming, until my pleasure reached its peak. My hips jerked up and against him. I gripped the sheets, eyes squeezing shut as waves of a powerful orgasm rolled through me, stealing my breath.
As I slowly came down from the high, my whimpers were interrupted by the sound of his belt unbuckling and his jeans hitting the floor. He rolled on protection as he scanned my body from feet to head.
My limbs were still shaky, but when he made a movement to settle back on top of me, I grabbed him and flipped us around, climbing on top of him. Liam's lips parted in surprise but he didn’t speak. His eyes just turned even hungrier, filled with a rabid lust. He liked that I was taking charge.
I took full advantage of that, running my fingers across his shoulders as I devoured his lips in another fiery kiss. He hurriedly unlaced my corset and tossed it to the floor, then palmed the undersides of my breasts. I tossed my head back, exposing more of my chest. He flicked my nipples with his thumbs, then sat up to suck and nip at them. I shuddered, my insides throbbing, as if my breasts had a direct line to my core.
