Chapter 43 – Juliana
T he front door crashes open, but neither of us cares.
Our lips are like magnets refusing to part even as Liam hurriedly taps in the security code.
A quiet beep and our hands are free to fumble with each other’s clothes.
My panties drop to the floor, and his shirt with its torn buttons hangs off one arm.
“How we managed to get through the end of the shower without heading into one of those rooms at Sable, I couldn’t say. ”
“An exercise in restraint if ever there was one,” Liam murmurs in response.
“Restraints… hmm.” He growls at my teasing, pushing me against the wall and pinning my wrists above my head. He devours me with another possessive kiss that ramps up this hot and achy longing thrumming through my veins, nearly unbearable.
Unfortunately, there’s a cantaloupe hiding under this dress that keeps getting in the way. Wall sex will have to wait a few months. “Ottoman,” we say in sync, both grinning over the fact that our dirty minds think alike.
Whirling toward the sitting area, I sink to my knees on the soft cushion, tossing my hair to the side while I eye-fuck him over my shoulder, savoring every inch of muscled, tanned perfection he reveals. We need this release. We crave the connection. Tenderness will still be there in the morning.
He smirks when I wiggle my hips in needy anticipation. “Show me how wet that pussy is, Juliana.”
Dammit, he’s going to tease me. Not sure if I’d rather hit him or suck his cock for that. But, I spread my knees further apart and lower my shoulders, knowing he’s got a prime view of my most intimate parts and no longer doubting that it turns him on like nothing else.
“So fucking wet and sweet,” he rasps, dropping to his knees behind me. I gasp when he grips my hips and buries his tongue in my slit, licking me insistently but refusing to give my clit anything more than feather-light brushes. “Liam…” I protest, half-heartedly. It’s still fucking amazing.
He moans and pushes his tongue into my pussy while squeezing one ass cheek. I start to rock back and forth, letting him fuck me this way and enjoying every second of it. “You’re wet, but I want you even wetter before I take you. Don’t fight me on this, Juliana. I can be a stubborn fucker.”
“Oh, I know and I won’t,” I agree, smothering a giggle.
He quickly robs me of the ability to speak again, taking me to the brink with his talented mouth and fingers.
When he finally stops teasing me and pays attention to my throbbing clit, stars explode behind my eyelids and a long, wavering moan escapes my lips while my fingernails clench around the ottoman’s cushion.
My face is red from exertion, and my knees are complaining about the position, but who cares when he rises to his feet, happily (and obscenely) smacking his lips. “Fucking delicious. Come here.”
He takes me by my hand, pulling me up. He’s not going to fuck me here? I can’t quite conceal my surprise. “I thought…”
“Not like this tonight, honey,” he murmurs, nuzzling my neck. “Let me take you to our bed.”
Our bed. My heart swells, knowing he might enjoy it quick and dirty, but he wants to give me tenderness even more.
Helping me out of my dress, he lays me down, sliding between my thighs and sucking and nibbling greedily until I come again, clawing at his shoulders and singing out his name.
“Roll to your side,” he rasps as the waves of pleasure are still rippling through me. I do, stretching out and giving my aching back some relief. He curls his hand over my hip, his erection digging into my butt. “Open those hips and lift your thigh.”
His hot breath fans across my neck, making me shiver with arousal.
I rest my foot on his strong calf as he presses his pelvis against me, his tip nudging my opening.
I release a slow breath and he slides in.
He can’t go as deep in this position, but the angle hits just right and I love the feel of his chest pressed against my back.
He kisses my shoulders and neck, whispers sweet, sinful words in my ears .
Looping an arm under my breasts, his movements remain steady, full of delicious promise.
He trails his hand down between my legs and I release a low moan.
His next strokes go deeper, and I know I’m going to come again.
My toes curl and my eyes roll back when he picks up his pace, powerful thrusts that soon have him grunting.
This closeness, it’s breathtaking and I allow myself to fall even further.
I will spend my life happily falling if it means having Liam.
Once we’ve both climaxed, he’s still buried inside me, nibbling my earlobe. “I love you,” he husks, and I wonder again how I could not see it sooner. It doesn’t matter now. Our present is here in the room, and our future stretches before us.
“I love you, too,” I reply, the simplest and truest words I’ve ever spoken. “I love you so much, it scares me, but I’m determined to be brave.”
“You are brave. You always have been, but I’m so glad you finally fell for my undeniable charms in the end.”
I laugh and he eases out of me, helping me turn toward him. He sighs as I lightly trace his strong jawline. “I shouldn’t have given you a single reason to doubt me. I’m sorry for not telling you what I was helping Felicity with sooner.”
I shake my head, not needing his apology. “I’m sorry for the accusation… and taking so long to-”
“No, Juliana. You don’t ever have to apologize for that. You love me, and that’s all I could ever want.”
“All?” I raise my eyebrows and caress my belly.
“No, you’re right. You and this baby, the two of you are everything I could ever want.”
I know he means it. There’s not a single doubt in my heart about that.