“Liam.” His name leaves my lips breathlessly just before he lowers his lips to mine.
This kiss is different from last time. It’s more commanding, more intentional, more everything. And my brain can’t compute what’s happening as I allow myself to sink into him. My god, he feels good. His lips are soft and his tongue sweeps against mine. It’s not overpowering or sloppy, it’s sexy and unhurried. His movements are gentle and comforting.
Liam’s hands slide down to my waist, pulling me gently—but with intention—onto his lap, and I let myself melt into him.
Our kiss deepens as my legs straddle him as we sit on the floor in his living room. The sound that leaves his chest soundsmore like a whimper than anything else and it sets something on fire within me. This man wants me. I mean, he really wants me. And I want him.
My mind can’t help but wonder how it would feel to be with him. To feel his body against mine without the barrier of clothing between us. The knowledge of knowing how his tongue feels in my mouth sends a jolt to my lower stomach, imagining how it would feel between my thighs too. The thought makes my body rock against his, and he moans into my mouth as his hands glide up my back.
Both of his hands find their way into my hair, and I pull back, allowing myself a good look at him. His lips are swollen and smirking as our eyes lock, and I see up close the tiny, faint freckles on the bridge of his nose. Our foreheads meet, and I let out a breath as I smile against him.
He’s so soft in this moment, but still carries so much power it flips my insides upside down. His fingers pulse into my scalp and it causes my head to tilt back a little at how good it makes me feel.
“Jesus,” I mutter under my breath.
He takes some of my hair into his hand and I feel the yank—gentle, yet commanding. I lean my head back even more, exposing my neck, and his lips find the spot just below my ear and I shudder as I let out a breathless gasp.
“Is this the spot?” he breathes out, his lips gently kissing my skin.
I nod feverishly as his hands find my thighs, holding me in place on his lap. And everything around me disappears. Time, logic, where I am—all of it.
It’s only us. All I see is him.
Demi pulls back slowly. Her lips are red with evidence of our kiss.
And fuck, what a kiss it was.
She’s the epitome of everything I’ve ever wanted. The list begins and ends with Demi. I want more of her, all of her, but I won’t do a damn thing I know she doesn’t want as well. So whatever the hell this is, we do it on her terms. She can set the pace, the tone, and the rules if she needs to. I know she doesn’t want anyone to think less of her for her personal choices, but honestly, fuck anyone who dares to question her integrity or place in our world.Ourworld, because sports belong to women too.
“You’re stunning,” I say, unable to keep it to myself any longer.
She laughs lightly, pulling herself off my lap and sits next to me on the floor. Her fingers tracing her lips. I glance out thewindow to notice the weather has completely changed in the last hour. Before we kissed, the sky was dark and moody. Now, there’s nothing but sunshine and an actual rainbow outside my window.
“I’m not sure we’ll finish this puzzle today.” She stands and takes her cup to the counter.
“I’ll leave it right here. We can finish it on our next day off.”
“Your cat won’t destroy it?” She gives me a pointed look as she knocks her head to the side.
“Birdie has manners.” I lean against the couch, crossing my arms over my chest and forcing myself to focus on the conversation at hand to help the situation I still have going on from the time she spent in my lap. “She won’t mess with our puzzle.”
“Uh-huh, okay.”
I smile at her.
“But I should go,” she says, pulling her cardigan on. “We both work tomorrow, and I still need to do some laundry.”
I make my way to the kitchen island where she’s standing, arms crossed over her chest. My hands land on the outside of her arms, gently holding her in place as I look down at her.
She gazes up at me. And there are a million things I want to say about today, but she beats me to it.
“I hope I didn’t come on too strong or…I don’t know, awkward earlier. I’m just in this new phase of my life where I’m trying to do more of the things I want, and I’ve just really wanted to do that I suppose.”
“Dem, I have zero issues with you kissing me.”
Her head shakes as she smiles down at the floor.
“You know what I mean, though, right? I just don’t want to ruin our friendship and our working relationship. I value both of those things.”
