Her throat tightened.No one had ever done something so deliberately romantic for her before—silly, over-the-top, and perfect.
“I booked it this morning and asked the desk for a few extras.”His gaze caught hers, dark and intent.“I didn’t want tonight to be ordinary.”
They stood facing each other in the soft lamplight, the weight of months apart and exchanged letters settling between them.The air crackled with possibility.
“Second thoughts?”Liam’s voice dropped lower than usual, rough with want.
“About you?Never.”She stepped closer, her hands finding the lapels of his jacket, his heart hammering beneath her palms.“About taking so long to get here?Definitely.”
His laugh rumbled low and warm.“We made it tonight.”
“We did.”She pushed his jacket off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.“And I’ve been dreaming about this for months.Every night.Every morning.Sometimes in the middle of the day when I should’ve been working and thinking about honey.”
“Only dreaming?”His hands settled on her waist, thumbs brushing over the silk of her red dress, the heat of his touch burning through the thin fabric.
She tugged at his tie, fingers fumbling with the knot.“God, Liam, do you know what you’ve done to me?I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.”
“Sienna.”Her name came out as a growl.He backed her against the door, caging her with his arms.“You think you’re the only one who’s been going crazy?I’ve jerked off to your letters so many times the pages have become worn.”
Heat pooled low in her belly at his confession.“Show me.Show me what you imagined.”
He kissed her then, with nothing gentle about it.The kiss was teeth and tongue and raw hunger.She moaned into his mouth, her hips pressing forward, seeking friction.When he lifted her against the door, her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, her dress riding up her thighs.
“Fuck,” he ground out against her mouth.Even through their clothes, his hardness pressed insistently against her.“You’re perfect.I’ve been fantasizing about this, about you.”
“The bed.”Sienna tilted her head, and his mouth found her throat, sucking hard enough to mark.“Please, I need—”
“Tell me exactly what you need.”He carried her across the room, still kissing her neck, her jaw, anywhere he could reach.
“You, inside me.Filling me.Making me forget my name.”
He set her on the edge of the bed, standing between her spread thighs.His hands slid to the zipper of her dress, but he paused, gaze meeting hers.
“I’ve missed you.”His voice broke with emotion.“Not only this.You.Hearing your voice in the morning.Your laugh when one of your brothers is being an idiot.The way you bite your lip when you’re thinking.”
“I’ve missed your hands.”She guided them to her breasts.“The way you touch me…like I matter.Like I’m precious.”She sighed.“Like I’m yours.”
“You are mine.”His thumbs circled her nipples through the silk.“And I’m going to spend all night proving it.”
The zipper whispered down, and he peeled the red silk away slowly, revealing the black lace beneath.His sharp intake of breath made her shiver.
“Christ, Sienna.”His hands skimmed over the delicate fabric, fingers tracing the edge where lace met skin.“You wore this for me?”
“I bought it thinking of you.”She arched into his touch.“And I imagined you taking it off me with your teeth.”
He dropped to his knees between her thighs, pressing his face to her stomach, breathing her in.“I’ve been thinking about tasting you for months.Some mornings I woke up with your scent in my memory, and it drove me insane.”
His mouth moved lower, teeth catching the edge of her panties, and she whimpered.But instead of removing them, he pressed his mouth against her through the lace, his tongue finding her clit with unerring accuracy.
“Oh God.”Her fingers tangled in his hair.“Liam, please—”
“Please what?”He looked up at her, gaze dark with lust.“Tell me.I want to hear you say it.”
“Lick me.Taste me.Make me come.”
He tore her panties aside, not bothering to remove them properly.The first sweep of his tongue had her crying out, hips bucking against his face.He held her steady, one arm across her hips while his other hand slid two fingers inside her, curling perfectly.
“So wet.”His words vibrated against her.“Is this all for me?”
