“Guarded. Like you don’t want to say how you really feel,” he says. “In the past, you always joked or played it off like you were only interested in a good time, nothing more. But that’s not how you are now. The way you’re acting with Kendall is different.”
I’m quiet for a moment. I didn’t even realize that.
“You like her, don’t you? You really like her. In a way you haven’t liked anyone before.”
I flick my beer glass. I huff out a breath. “Yeah. I do. And I want to get serious with her. But she’s not interested.”
I look away for a second, feeling weirdly vulnerable. I can talk to my brother about anything. But we’ve never talked about relationship stuff.
Aidan frowns. “I’m sorry. That sucks.”
“Yeah. It does.”
He looks like he’s about to say more, but then he looks down at his beer. I get pulled into a conversation with Mack and Wes.
A minute later, Kendall glances at me. There’s a teasing look in her eyes. She holds my gaze as she picks up her half-full glass and downs the rest of her beer.
She leans her mouth to my ear. “I wanna go to your place now.”
Raw desire swoops through me. I down my beer, grab her hand, and stand up.
“We’re taking off.” I lead Kendall out of the bar, take her to my car, and speed home.
Chapter 43
Liam
The second we walk through the door, my mouth is on hers.
I pin her against the wall and press up against her. When she moans against my mouth, my dick turns to steel. I’ve been half-hard ever since we got into my car.
I reach down and scoop her up. She immediately wraps her legs around my waist. My mind flashes back to when I had her in this exact same position in Cabo, when we first were together.
She tugs her hands through my hair, amping up the intensity of our kiss.
“I could fuck you right here, right now, against this wall,” I say. She smiles against my mouth. “But I won’t. I need you in my bed. I want to take my time with you.”
She leans back and looks at me. “Take me to bed, Liam.”
That raw want that’s been simmering inside of me cranks up.
I carry her down the hall and up the stairs to my bedroom. I set her on the bed and pull off her jeans and socks. When I see that the red lace thong she’s wearing is soaked through, I mutter a curse.
I reach down and skim my thumb along the wet spot.
“Look at you. So fucking wet for me already.”
She’s propped up on her elbows, gazing up at me, her stare bright. She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip and starts to smile.
“I can’t help it. I get so hot watching you play.”
My cock throbs.Fuck. I didn’t think I could feel any more turned on than seeing her in my jersey. But knowing that she gets wet when she watches me makes me hard as fucking concrete.
I kneel on the bed and dip my head between her legs. I run my tongue roughly against the crotch of the soaked lace. Her head falls back, and she whimpers.
“Liam…oh my god…”
I can feel her inner thigh muscles twitch on either side of my face as I swipe my tongue over her clit. She starts to shake and tremble.
