Chapter Thirty-Three #2
“Just tell me one thing…” I find his sincere eyes. “Is it almost over?”
“Almost, baby. Then the only ring I’ll be wearing is the one you put on my finger.” He winks, and heat rushes between my legs. That’s either the hottest thing I’ve ever heard or the scariest. Either way, I’m all for it.
“Where’s the guy who told me only a few months ago he wasn’t capable of loving someone?”
“You wore him down until he had no choice but to admit his true feelings.” He flashes an amused smirk, causing me to laugh. “Just like you always said you would.”
I shrug playfully, wrapping my arms around him tighter, and make a show of checking him out. “Can you blame me?”
“Can you get naked?”
Snorting, I nod. We take turns undressing each other, slowly and torturously, then I admire every inch of his muscular body and gorgeous tattoos.
Liam throws me in the middle of the bed, and I laugh at how he does it so effortlessly.
He crawls over me, dipping his head low as he peppers kisses between my legs.
As I arch my back, Liam makes his way up my stomach and chest, then swirls his tongue around my nipple ring. My fingers thread through his hair, craving more, wanting to have all of him.
“Okay, get inside me now. I’m dying,” I beg.
He lifts his head with a sexy smirk, then after a beat, it turns into a frown. “Ah, shit.”
“What’s wrong?”
“I don’t have any protection.”
I suck in a breath and groan. “Dammit. I knew I should’ve made Tyler buy some.”
One brow perks up. “Excuse me?”
I dramatically lie back and pout. “It was on my list of supplies, and he didn’t get them for me. He lied and said they were out.”
He leans up on his elbow, staring at me. “And why did you ask for condoms?”
I love messing with him, so I play dumb. “So I don’t get pregnant, duh.”
“Maddie, I swear to God…” He rolls over me, then pins my wrists above my head. “Don’t make me get even more possessive of you than I already am.”
“Why not? It’s pretty damn hot…” I waggle my brows.
He growls. “Alright, you asked for it.”
Liam tortures me by sucking on my clit as he fingers me. He pushes me closer to the ledge, then slows down, over and over until I’m begging him to let me come.
“Please…” I plead, feeling like I’m going to die if he pulls away again. Liam thrusts two fingers inside and flicks my clit with his tongue until I’m seeing stars and falling faster. “Oh my God.”
Panting, I try to catch my breath as Liam rises above me with a shit-eating smirk. “I missed the taste of your pussy.”
His bluntness causes me to chuckle. “Think we can get one-day shipping on condoms?”
“I almost forgot how sex-craved you are,” he teases.
“I can’t help it! Look at you.” I gaze down his chest, linger across his tattoos, then lower my eyes to his very thick and hard cock rubbing against me. “You should let me take care of that.”
“I think if we’re gone much longer, Tyler might get suspicious.”
Rolling my eyes, I lean forward and force him to lie on the bed, then straddle him. “Pretty sure he’s well aware we’re not napping in here.”
I kneel between his legs and wrap my fingers around his shaft. The guttural moan he releases has me beaming with pride. When I circle his tip with my tongue, he moans louder. Liam’s head falls back and his body tenses.
So damn hot.
As I suck and stroke him, working his body faster and harder, Liam sits up and grabs a fistful of my hair. Pulling my head back, he thumbs my chin and brings our mouths together in a white-hot kiss.
“Do you have any idea how fucking sexy it is to watch you get me off?” His voice is low and deep, lighting up everything inside me again.
“Mmm…” I lick my lips. “I can taste how much you like it.”
I can tell he’s close when his cock throbs against my palm. “I don’t want to get it all over you, baby.”
“Don’t worry, you won’t.” I wink, then lower myself again so I can finish him off properly.
He moans loudly as he comes inside my mouth, taking all of him so we don’t leave a mess.
“Next time…” I straddle his waist and hover over him. “I’m holding it in, then spitting it into your mouth.”
The look he gives me has me bursting out laughing. Like I’m fucking crazy. “You kiss me after you go down on me, so how’s it any different?”
Liam narrows his eyes at me, shaking his head. “What the hell is wrong with you? Your bedroom talk is about as good as your sexting.” He sits up with me in his lap, then reaches around and slaps my bare ass. “You’ve been watching porn, haven’t you?”
I shrug. “It was a long and boring two weeks.”
We finally manage to leave the bedroom and both laugh when we find Tyler in the kitchen with headphones on. He’s digging around the pantry, so I sneak up on him.
“Boo!” I push against his back, but he doesn’t even flinch.
Slowly, he turns around and takes them off, eyeing me with a deadpan expression. “I have extensive training on not getting attacked. Sorry, princess.”
“Not fair.” I pout. “Where’d you find those anyway?”
“My friend’s gaming headphones. Noise-canceling.” He smirks.
Liam grunts. “Way to be dramatic.”
“Way to not keep it down.”
I giggle at their banter. “Okay, I’m hungry now. Whatcha gonna make me, Beanstalk?”
The three of us spend the rest of the day hanging out and making a plan for what’s next.
Liam described Victoria’s reaction and explained how he handled her.
I’m impressed and proud of how he stood up to her, though I’m still worried she’ll find a way to retaliate, but I’ve never felt safer than I do with Liam and Tyler.
I’m not sure what happened to Eric, and I’m too scared to know the truth, so I don’t ask. The question comes up if Tyler is going back home, but Liam wants us here until Victoria signs the divorce papers. Until then, she could find us and do God knows what.
I’m not convinced she’ll be able to get it done in only a week, but she’s an O’Leary, so if anyone has the resources, she does.
There’s no telling who she has on her payroll.
Wouldn’t surprise me if she throws thousands of dollars at her attorney to rush it just to avoid those pictures getting leaked.
I can only hope, though, because I’m dying to go back to Sacramento.
“Will it be safe for Tyler to go home even then?” I ask while we’re watching TV.
They both shrug.
“Actually, you should probably come with us to California,” Liam tells him. “If Eric told her what you did, she’ll know you were the mole and come after you. At least until the divorce is finalized in a couple of months. Then hopefully everything will be cleared, and you’ll be safe to leave.”
“Probably for the best,” he agrees. “Though if she wants to play that card, I have plenty of other shit on her I can use. I followed her for weeks.”
A bad feeling surfaces up my spine, and I hate that Tyler could be in danger because of me.
“Aww, Beanstalk. We’ll be roomies again!” I gush, knowing it’ll annoy him.
“On second thought, I’m willing to risk Victoria finding me.”
“Haha.” I lean over and punch his arm. “You love me.”
“This might be a good time to call Sophie,” Liam states, and I swear my heart stops.
“Really? We can call her?”
He grabs his phone from his pocket and hands it over. “Yeah, let’s put her out of her misery.”
I’m giddy as hell when Sophie picks up on the second ring. “Liam?”
“It’s Maddie,” I tell her. “I’m with Liam.”
“Oh my God!” she shrieks. “Where the hell are you?”
“I can’t say right now, but I can tell you we’re both safe.”
“What do you mean? What’s going on?” She’s panicked, and I hate that we’ve had to lie to her.
“Soph,” Liam intervenes. “We’ll tell you everything once we’re home, but for now, we just wanted to let you know I had Maddie and we’re in a safe place.”
“Meaning she wasn’t before?” she scolds.
“We’ll explain when we can, okay?” I promise. “I miss you guys.”
“When are you coming home?” she asks. “I’ve been going out of my mind.”
“I know, and we’re both sorry about that,” I say.
“If all goes according to plan, we’ll be back in a week,” Liam says.
I smile at him, then grip his hand.
“Has everything been okay over there?” I ask.
“Besides me going nuts? Oh, yeah, sure.” She breathes out harshly. “Can I know this, did you really write that note and willingly leave?”
“No,” I confirm. “That was Victoria’s doing, which is why we can’t come home yet. So if she shows up, don’t let her in and call the police.”
“Is she really pregnant with twins?”
“Yeah.”
“Damn, so no kicking her ass.”
I snort. “No.”
“Are they Liam’s?” she hesitantly asks.
“No,” Liam answers without explaining more.
I mute the call. “Let's at least tell her about us.”
He nods. “Do the honors, baby.”
Smiling wide, I unmute it and clear my throat. “Soph, there’s something else I gotta tell you.”
“What is it?” she asks wearily. “Should I be sitting?”
I snort at her dramatics. “No, well…maybe.” I laugh. “Liam and Victoria’s marriage was an arrangement, and we’ve been secretly seeing each other for the past two months.”
“I knew it! Oh my God, I so fucking knew it!” she shouts.
“Stop freaking out!” I chuckle.
“I knew there was no way he’d marry a random chick. I hope you knew the truth when you two were…”
“Soph! Of course, I did.”
“Wait…” She pauses. “Did Liam touch you? Like…all the way?”
Liam and Tyler groan as I burst out laughing. Sophie would ask that.
“I can answer that for them…” Tyler interjects. “Yes.”
“Who is that?”
“His name’s Tyler. He’s a friend of ours.” Nervously, I ask, “How would you feel about another housemate when we return?”
“Where the hell would he sleep?”
“He can stay in my room,” Liam confirms.
“It’s a long story, and we promise he’s a good guy,” I assure her. “He needs a place to stay until Victoria and Liam’s divorce gets finalized.”
“I better get a full explanation!” she warns. “Be home in a week, you said?”
“Yep. Text me on Liam’s phone, though, because mine’s gone.”
Sophie sighs. “Okay. I’m very confused, but I trust you’ll take care of my sister. Right, Liam?” Her voice grows louder with each word.