9. Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

T asha waited for Liam to come out of the bathroom. She’d decided to get rid of all the awkwardness undressing might bring, and she was naked, waiting on the bed for him, turned on her side.

As a nurse, she’d seen the human body naked so many times she’d lost count, but she was looking forward to seeing Liam’s body uncovered. His shirt was tight on his shoulders and arms, and his thick thighs stretched his jeans. The bulge behind his zipper had been intriguing when he’d pressed against her.

She didn’t care if he was Mr. Right. She wanted him to be Mr. Right Now. She was in a long dry spell. Besides some guy she’d picked up at Nelson’s Honkytonk Saloon & Bar a month after she’d moved to Bluff Creek, she hadn’t had sex with anything besides her vibrator.

There was something about Liam that had told her he’d appreciate her forthrightness. She knew she was the anomaly at Bluff Creek, not dreaming of a family with kids, but she knew herself. She’d feel most fulfilled by following her calling, just like Liam was. Maybe it’s why she was drawn to him.

The door opened, and a grin spread across her face. Liam stood in the doorway, each and every delicious inch of him bare. His golden skin stretched tightly over his muscles and, holy hotness , she wanted to lick every dip and swell of his eight-pack. And don’t even get her started on how bad she wanted to wrap her lips and mouth around his hard cock, which was weeping precum already for her.

He stalked toward the bed, and honestly, she was thrilled to be his prey tonight. Her nipples pebbled under his stare, and if she’d been wearing panties, they would have been soaked. As it was, when he pulled her legs apart, he’d be able to see the effect he had on her.

Liam paused at the edge of the bed. He leaned over, grasped her thighs, and pulled them apart, turning her to her back.

“Let’s get started on those orgasms before I see how deep inside you I can go,” Liam said, settling between her legs and putting her thighs over his shoulders.

His warm breath and the touch of his tongue was the last coherent thought she had before Liam blew her mind by eating her pussy like a starving man. Her muscles tightened, and her orgasm rolled through her in a shockingly short time.

“There’s one,” he whispered before diving back in, this time with his fingers sliding inside her entrance, his big fingers stretching her. She squirmed at the fullness, but Liam’s hand pressed down on her mound, keeping her still for his talented invading fingers.

Her toes curled and her muscles tensed. Between his fingers rubbing her G-spot and his lips sucking and licking her clit, she was screaming his name in minutes. She’d thought she’d be participating in this, but all she was doing now was letting Liam please her.

When her thoughts finally came back online, she heard Liam whisper, “That’s two,” against her pussy lips before he crawled up her body, licking and nipping her skin.

His dark eyes shone with a light.

“Tasha, I want to be inside you,” he said.

She started to protest that he needed a condom, but glancing at his cock, she saw he’d already done that.

She slid her hands up Liam’s muscles across his shoulders, then wrapped her hands around his neck.

“I want you inside me too. Please,” she begged.

Liam notched himself at her entrance and stared into her eyes as he steadily filled her. Even though he’d prepared her, she felt each stretch of her pussy around his cock.

When he was seated fully, he stared at her with sweat beading on his forehead. “Fuck, I’m not going to last, Tash. You feel like a glove around me.”

She smiled and nodded. “Fuck me hard, Liam. We have all night for rounds two through four.”

He chuckled, snapping his hips and moving in and out, pounding her. The look on his face had her wrapping her legs around him and meeting his thrusts. The veins stood out in his neck as he thrust one final time and came, roaring her name.

Fuck a duck, he was so hot when he came. He panted above her, then stared into her eyes. His fingers slipped down between them.

“I’m sorry. Let me make you…” Liam said, but he stopped when Tasha placed her fingers against his mouth.

“No, it was perfect,” she said. “Plus we have all night, but I’m kind of hungry. How about I heat up some pizza?”

She almost giggled at the look on Liam’s face.

“If I didn’t know you were flesh and blood, I’d think this was a dream because you seem like the perfect woman.”

Tasha giggled, got up, and grabbed her silk robe, sliding it on and belting it.

“Let’s go, big guy! You’re going to need some more fuel to get you through the night,” she said, walking into the kitchen.

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