His lips traveled down over my collarbone, then my breasts, paying special attention to each nipple.
“I wanted to go slow this morning, but I’m afraid I’m going to embarrass myself if I don’t get inside you.”
The crinkle of foil sounded, and then his hands brushed down my waist to my leg, pulling it up and around his hip, then doing the same to the other.
My laugh came out husky. “I have absolutely no objections.”
I barely got out the last word before he surged inside and I couldn’t talk anymore. The only sounds coming from my lips were incoherent babble and moans.
Liam sat up, taking me with him, keeping me connected to him the whole time. We ended up with him kneeling on the bed, me straddling his lap. The changed position meant he slid in farther, pushing me to the brink even faster.
Our mouths clashed, our movements less of the gentle caress of only minutes before and more of a desperation to get as close as possible.
Liam became my whole world in that moment, the only thing on my mind, the only thing that mattered. And when I shatteredon a choked cry, I didn’t think I would ever be able to separate sex and emotions again.
Because now that I knew what it was like being with someone I felt as much for as Liam, anyone who came before looked dull and gray.
With a loud roar, Liam followed me over, and we collapsed to the bed on our sides, still connected.
Holding my hand, he placed a kiss on the back before bringing it to his chest. We lay in comfortable silence until the grumbling of my stomach forced us to move.
Liam released my hand, then lightly smacked my butt. “Let’s take a shower so I can feed you.”
The shower took longer than any I’d ever taken before, but running soapy hands all over Liam’s body was too much fun to cut short. And since he seemed to feel the same way when it was his turn, it took us nearly an hour before we went downstairs.
Liam held my hand the whole way. Right then I would have followed him anywhere.
Stepping into the light kitchen, I took in the grandeur surrounding me. This was their beach house, yet it was nicer and much bigger than any place I’d ever lived in.
Lost in thought, I squeaked in surprise when Liam lifted me and placed me on the kitchen counter.
His hair was still wet, he was only wearing sweatpants and a white T-shirt that was tight in all the right places. His feet were bare, his expression relaxed. I’d never seen him more at ease. In fact, yesterday was the first time I’d seen him in anything other than a suit.
“You sure you know what you’re doing?” I couldn’t help but ask with a smirk.
Waving a spatula at me, he pulled eggs and bacon out of the fridge. “I don’t know how to cook much, but breakfast has alwaysbeen my favorite meal. And frying up eggs and bacon isn’t that hard to figure out.”
“I’ll make us pancakes tomorrow.”
He brushed a kiss against my cheek. “That sounds perfect.”
Something as simple as watching Liam cook sent happy tingles all through my body. When the lady asked us yesterday if we were there for our honeymoon, the longing that crashed into me was overwhelming. Because I wanted to tie myself to Liam in every way.
The thought of us being on our honeymoon felt amazing. I’d tensed at the café, worried Liam would be offended at the question.
But when he answered her lightly, not seeming put off, I relaxed. The thought was crazy, since we’d only just started whatever this was. I was getting way ahead of myself. But when it came to Liam, I couldn’t help but plan our future together.
“Dowe really have to go back? My plane isn’t leaving until tomorrow.”
Liam traced my lips with his finger. “I don’t want to leave either. But Gabriel said there was an issue that needed my attention.”
“Can’t they take care of it themselves?”
We’d spent yesterday mostly in bed, only venturing outside for a walk along the beach. Which ended up with me getting sand stuck in uncomfortable places.
Waking up a second morning next to Liam had been indescribable. He was my perfect match in all things. I’d never been able to just be. To talk to someone about everything and nothing. To find such bliss with another person.
But this morning Liam’s phone had rung nonstop for about an hour until he eventually picked up. Apparently, he was needed. So instead of being in bed as originally planned, we were getting ready to drive back to Chicago now, not tonight.
