Page 85 of Nothing On You


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My phone buzzes with another alert. This one is for available flights back to Nashville.

“Flights are opening up soon too.”

The second I say it, disappointment flashes in my body.

This time in Mexico has felt like a fantasy. Spending all day in bed with Liam, fucking each other’s brains out while we’re holedup in this luxury resort is a dream come true. But we can’t stay here forever.

We have to go back to Nashville. Back to work, back to taking care of my aunt. Back to real life.

Nerves crackle in my tummy. I don’t want things to end with Liam when we’re back in Nashville. But I can’t do anything serious. Especially after how badly I got hurt after my last relationship. Hooking up and hanging out is all I can handle.

How do I bring this up to Liam without ruining the moment? He’s probably not thinking about any of this, and I don’t want to ruin the vibe.

Liam gazes at me and brushes away a lock of wet hair from my face. “I can tell you’re thinking pretty hard about something, firecracker.”

I try to smile as I work up the nerve to say what I’m thinking. “Yeah, um, I was just wondering what things will be like between us when we get back to Nashville.”

“What do you mean?”

“Being here with you has been amazing,” I say. “I’d like to keep things going between us when we get back. If you’d be into that.”

He grins. “You’re asking me if I want to keep fucking you when we’re back home?”

I chuckle at his phrasing. “Yeah.”

“That’s a hell yes.”

I slink my arms around his neck. “Just so we’re clear, I can’t do anything other than that. I’m focused on work and taking care of my aunt. I’m not interested in getting into a relationship. So if you want something serious, I can’t give it to you.”

The look in his eyes turns tender and his smile softens. “I’m good with that. With how nuts my schedule is for hockey, I can’t do anything serious either.”

“So we’re on the same page? We’re good to keep hooking up, nothing more?”

He nods. I let out a breath, relieved and happy. I kiss him. It’s not long before Liam peels off the shirt I’m wearing and carries me to bed. He sets me down and moves to join me, but I stop him with a hand on his waist.

I gaze up at him and pull down his joggers. “I want your cock in my mouth.”

A wicked grin dances on his lips. I yank down his boxer briefs and grip the base of him. My mouth waters at the sight of his thick cock. I slowly tease my tongue around the head. I feel him tense under my grip.

“Fuck, Kendall,” he mutters above me.

I swirl some more, then start to take him in my mouth. He grunts, then runs his hand through my hair. I work his balls with my other hand, and he makes a fist against my scalp. I groan at the burn, at just how much I’m turning him on.

I work the shaft of his cock in my hand while I lick and suck him. After a few seconds, I take more of him in my mouth. When his breathing kicks up, I speed up my pace.

“Baby…you keep working me with your tongue like this and I’m gonna come hard in that sweet mouth of yours.”

I hum my approval, and he growls. His grip in my hair tightens, and his breath become broken and desperate. Not even a minute later, he unloads in my mouth. Hot come glides down my throat. I lean back and slide him out of my mouth, holding his gaze as I swallow and lick my lips.

His eyes are wild as he stares down at me. His chest heaves as he inhales. “You should come with a warning label. Fuck, baby.”

I grin, pride swelling in my chest at how good I make him feel.

A split second later, he’s on his knees and his face is buried in my pussy. He grabs my vibrator from the bed and flips it on, thenleans back and presses it against my clit. The vibrations send pleasure pulsing through my entire body.

A minute later, he lowers his face back down and flicks his tongue over my clit while he holds the vibrator there too. My eyes roll back, and my brain starts to splinter as pleasure hurtles through my entire body.

Holy hell.I’ve never had a guy go down on me while using a vibrator on me at the same time. It is a whole new level of pleasure. More heightened. Way, way more intense.