“Yes,” I beg him. “Please. I need you.”
“You’ll get me, darling. Be patient. I promise it will be worth the wait.”
He’s moving so slowly I’m dying inside with desire. But his pace lights a fire inside me, so when he does go faster, the fire ignites, and I climax harder than I ever have in my life.
He comes right after me, scooping me into his arms and holding me to his chest as we come down from the high.
“I l…”Holy shit. I did not just almost tell him Ilovehim.
What the heck is going on in my head?
“I liked that a lot,” I say instead.
That sounded so stupid.
“Me too.”
I need to be much more careful.
Liam is teaching me to be casual, and I’m about to fail the class miserably.
The thing is I am falling for him.
And I don’t know how the hell to stop the fall.
* * *
We stay up so late that we’re delayed leaving the next morning and arrive in the Denver Colorado area late. Liam calls Lulu before we go, and then we set off, but we run into traffic, so the sun has long since set when we check into our accommodations.
But that doesn’t stop us from ripping each other’s clothes off as soon as we walk into our rustic cabin at the base of the mountain in Boulder that night.
I’m convinced we disturb the wildlife with how loud we are.
Liam is definitely an ass guy.
But he wasn’t kidding when he said he’s a breasts guy too. He’s also a pussy guy, and I dare say, a heart guy.
“Turn around,” he tells me as we’re deep into round two in our cabin.
The only sounds besides us are an owl hooting and the call of a coyote.
Our cabin is securely locked up, but we’re definitely in the middle of nature here at the base of the mountain with no other houses around for miles.
As I straddle Liam on the bed with him inside me and me already halfway to orgasm, I look at him in confusion.
“What do you mean turn around?”
He takes my hips and tries to spin me.
“I want to stare at your ass while you ride me.”
Before the last few days with Liam, I thought I understood the workings of sex.
That was a false assumption.
I feel like a virgin every time I’m in the bedroom–or the bathroom–or the roof deck–with Liam.
“You know you’re surprisingly adventurous,” I say as I do as he asks.
