There was no hint of hesitation. No guilt or regret. In her heart, her marriage to Tommy no longer existed. It hadn’t for a long damn time.
He chose this the minute he decided she wasn’t worth of common decency or respect. Tommy’s violent actions and hateful, hurtful words destroyed any vows she’d taken the day they were wed.
He did this, not her. He chose this, she hadn’t. And despite all she’d been put through, it had worked together to bring her here.
To Chicago. To Liam’s house. And now…Liam’s bed.
It didn’t matter that they barely knew one another, or that he was simply doing his job. In a few short days, fate had already carved a permanent place for him inside her heart.
The connection they shared intensified quickly, and soon they were making quick work of their clothes. His old Army shirt went flying as soon as it was off her shoulders. Her white, silk panties came next.
In a flurry of movements, they removed his clothes together. His t-shirt and jeans. One sock, and then the next. And finally, after what felt like an eternity spent holding her breath, Allison lay naked on Liam’s full-sized guest bed and watched while he removed his dark gray boxer briefs.
The hitch in her breath was audible as his erection bobbed from between his taut thighs. Long and thick, the sight sent a wave of moisture straight to her core.
His generous size was more than a little intimidating, but she didn’t dare consider stopping. Instead, Allison soaked in his deliciously chiseled form and waited for the pleasure she knew this man would give.
The mattress dipped beneath his weight as Liam rejoined her on the bed. He didn’t lay fully on top of her, but rather to her side. His leg slid over one of hers as he leaned in for another kiss.
Unlike the ones before it, he took his time and went slow. As they lay beneath the moonlight, tasting and exploring, he began tracing the tip of a finger down the length of her arm.
His touch was soft and sweet. Tantalizing and invigorating. And more loving than any of the time she’d been like this with Tommy.
But of course, this was different.Liamwas different. In every wonderful way that mattered.
He stopped momentarily and pulled away, looking down at her with the deepest of stares. Old insecurities threatened to invade, and she feared he’d changed his mind and wanted to stop.
“What’s wrong?” Allison asked, her chest tight with all the usual self-doubt.
Liam immediately put her worry to rest when brushed some hair from her forehead and smiled. “Nothing’s wrong, sweetheart. Just want to remember this moment for the rest of my life.”
Emotions hit on a level she never even know existed within her. She lifted up and gently took his mouth with hers.
“Me, neither” she whispered against his lips. Feeling brazen, she threw caution to the wind by adding an unabashed, unashamed request. “Make love to me, Liam.” Allison nibbled his bottom lip. “Show me how it’s supposed to be.”
Something she’d said must have struck a chord within the caring protector, because the next thing she knew, he was on top of her once again. Liam didn’t stay there long, however, and it only took a few beats of her racing heart to figure out why.
Reality ceased to exist as Liam selflessly fulfilled her request. He used his mouth and hands to pay homage to her breast. First one and then the other.
When he was finished there, he began to move lower. His mouth following an invisible line down the center of her abs.
Allison’s breath stuttered inside her chest when he moved his body lower, still. And when his mouth found her greedy core, she nearly came undone.
“Ah!” she cried out, then blindly grabbed a nearby pillow and put it up to her mouth.
The last thing she wanted was for Maddie to hear her scream and come pounding on the door thinking something was wrong.
Liam’s smile spread against her flesh as his tongue traced the length of her slit. He lapped and laved to his heart’s content, devouring her body in ways she’d never felt before. When the tip of his tongue brushed against her swollen clit, the pillow swallowed Allison’s moans.
Her hips rose off the mattress of their own volition, as if to tell him she needed more. Seemingly happy to oblige, Liamadded a hand to his perfectly composed symphony of pleasure. And when he thrust a finger into her seeping core, she lost the final remnants of her control.
“Oh yeah.” Allison kept her legs spread wide as he added a second digit. Each thrust brought her closer and closer to the edge.
A rush of heat flooded her core as he used his hand and mouth to play her body with perfection. His growls of satisfaction adding an electrifying vibration that nearly sent her flying into the air.
Warm, wet heat engulfed her as he continued making love to her with his luscious mouth. The hair from his well-trimmed beard only served as a wonderful addition to the sensual friction his body gave.
Before long, Liam found a rhythm that matched perfectly with the racing beat of her heart. Allison bit down on the pillow’s corner as her lower body began to shake.
