Chapter 14
LONDON
I wasn’t sure if it was the margaritas or the full night of having Liam all over me, but I had to have him. Now.
Sitting in his truck as we raced home, my muscles were tense, my entire body on edge with anticipation coiling deep inside. I glanced at him, his face illuminated only by the soft lights of his dash, but I could see the tension in his features.
Knowing that he was feeling the same way I was made me squirm, my heart galloping and my cheeks growing hot. I pressed my thighs together, wondering how the hell it’d happened that my best friend was responsible for turning me all the way on.
“Nothing that happens tonight will change our friendship,” I forced out, my voice breathier than usual, but I didn’t even care. “Agreed?”
“Agreed.” I saw the muscles in his forearm rippling as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. “We’re just both down for some fun.”
“I love fun. I’m always down for fun, but when we wake up tomorrow morning, it’s going to be like nothing has happened.”
“Nothing has happened,” he said, his own voice a little hoarser too. “We were just playing around for James.”
I felt a smirk break through the tension that had been holding my face hostage. “Uh-huh. Nothing has happened. You’re one hundred percent correct.”
Except that I now knew how my friend’s kisses felt when they were growing urgent. I knew how it felt to have his dick hardening against my belly. I knew what he sounded like when he groaned as I nipped his lip. I knew he really liked it when I did that.
None of those things were nothing , and they had happened. As such, something had definitely happened, but I could pretend like it was nothing right along with the best of them. Especially if it meant a whole lot more nothing happening once we got home.
My insides were achy with need, my nipples trying to poke holes through my cute new bikini top. I didn’t get around quite as much as he did, but I loved sex and I had a feeling that he was going to be a superstar at it.
I sure as hell hope so. What’s a few orgasms between friends anyhow?
Liam slowed as he pulled into our driveway, then came to a stop. I was out of the car before either of us could say a word, bringing my hand to the nape of my neck and already finding the end of the tie holding my top in place.
A sharp intake of breath told me that Liam had noticed. I smiled as I keyed in the code for the front door. If he wanted to keep telling himself that nothing happened and that it was all just playing around for James, then fine.
Doesn’t mean I have to make it easy on him.
He’d lit a fire in my belly and he knew better than anyone not to start something with me unless he planned on finishing it. As I pushed open the door with one hand, I tugged at the tie with the other, letting the top fall past my breasts on my way across the foyer.
Reaching for the tie at my spine next, I kept walking as I undid it, carelessly but very obviously tossing the top to the side. Since I was barefoot from the beach, my shorts came next and I slid them down almost without breaking stride, stepping out of them as I reached the base of the stairs.
I grabbed the banister with one hand and used the other to push my bikini bottoms down, positioning my body and my arms so that he wouldn’t be able to see anything too sensitive from this angle.
Always leave them wanting more.
“Well,” I said flippantly. “If nothing’s happening tonight, I hope you sleep great. I’ll just be in my room if you need anything. Like to borrow some toothpaste again or whatever.”
I started ascending the stairs, but a breath later, Liam was with me, strong arms sliding around my hips. He spun me around to face him and then he was slanting his lips over mine. I smiled against his mouth and looped my arms around his neck, jumping when he flexed to pick me up.
Hooking my ankles behind his back, I held on tight as he carried me up the stairs. A low groan rumbled out of him when we reached the landing, but he broke the kiss to murmur with his lips still hovering against my own.
“Your place or mine?”
“Do you have condoms?” I asked breathlessly, far beyond needy but still not willing to take any chances.
“So many.”
“Your place, then.” I closed the distance between our mouths again, moaning into the kiss when he swept his tongue into my mouth.
God, he’s good at this.
I felt him hard and ready between my legs, and the sensation made me get a wet spot on his trunks.
Liam moaned when he felt it, tossing me down on his bed.
Breathing hard, he hooked his fingers into his waistband.
His eyes were dark as he stood there at the foot of his bed just openly running his gaze all over me.
I let him look, propping myself up on my elbows and even spreading my legs a little.
Liam’s jaw was tight, his chiseled face hard even as the tops of his cheeks flushed.
He narrowed his eyes, and if I hadn’t known any better, I would have thought he was pissed off, but I now also knew that he looked angry when he was horny.
Not something normal people know about their best guy friends, but hey, you learn something new every day.
With all those stacked abs on display and the massive tent in his trunks, I stared right back at him. My lips parting, I swiped my tongue across them. My mouth was so dang dry, all the moisture my body had produced since we’d gotten out of the ocean solidly pooling between my legs.
Liam’s gaze darted to my tongue and he dropped to his knees, grabbing my thighs and giving them a sharp tug. I yelped and my ass was suddenly right at the edge of the bed. My fingers curled into the sheets when I realized what he was about to do.
Focused on the pool of light being cast on the ceiling by his bedside lamp, I felt my thighs quiver with anticipation.
Then his big hands were on them, jerking them further apart.
I was so overheated that I moaned as cool air washed over my most sensitive parts, but just when I was starting to think I would spontaneously combust if he kept toying with me, I felt his lips on my skin.
Kissing a hot path from my knee to my thigh, he licked and nipped but avoided my center. His breathing was so hard that I could hear it over the quiet hum of the air-conditioning. I bucked my hips, but he didn’t break, moving his mouth to the other side and giving that leg the same treatment.
“Liam, I swear—” My words garbled into an incomprehensible moan when he sealed his hot mouth over me, his tongue precisely as talented as I’d thought it would be.
I was a fan of this. Always had been, but I’d never had the experience with someone who read my body quite as well as my best friend.
In the back of my mind, a voice whispered about the perks of hooking up with someone who could practically read my mind, he knew me so well, and while I couldn’t argue with the voice, I also couldn’t think straight anymore.
His finger pressed at my entrance and my eyes slammed shut, pleasure streaking through me like an out of control freight train. I writhed against him, hips bucking. I brought my fingers to my nipples and pinched them “Yes! Liam, just like that.”
For once, there was no smartass comeback from the guy, his mouth entirely devoted to my pleasure.
It coiled low in my belly, knots tightening until he sucked my clit into his mouth one last time.
As his teeth scraped across that little bud, the tension snapped and I came, shouting his name and trembling like a leaf glued to a vibrator.
It took ages for the climax to subside and I collapsed into his mattress, my limbs like jelly and my lungs fighting for air. “That was… wow.”
I heard his low chuckle, but the sound was tight. Opening my eyes, I saw him standing back up again, another wet spot now on his trunks, but that one wasn’t from me. My heart lurched and new desire started building.
This wasn’t all about me. I didn’t mind being taken care of first, but I was one of those people who believed that sex was about two people. Not just one. Not even if that one was me.
Pushing myself into a sitting position with shaky arms, I flicked my gaze up to his, then brought my hands to his hips, took them in a firm grip, and tugged him to me.
Liam’s pupils were huge, but it turned out that when he was turned on, they became twin flames of intoxicating, smoldering blue-green fire.
I’d never seen anything quite like it, and I kept staring up at him as I ripped apart the velcro keeping his trunks up.
A relieved sigh fell harshly out of him and I moved my hands up his thighs without saying a word. Gazes locked, neither of us broke the silence. I cupped his balls in my palm, bringing my free hand to his thick, silky shaft and wrapping my fist around it.
Liam’s head dropped back, his hips rocking gently into my grip. I finally lowered my eyes away from his sharp, tense profile to check out that part of him I never thought I’d see. Desire snaked through me at the sight of him.
Go figure, even his cock would be pretty. Perfectly shaped and nice and long, he had enough girth that I knew I would feel him in the morning. A moan escaped me, but I wrapped my lips around him and muffled the sound by sucking him deep into my mouth.
Finally, Liam couldn’t seem to keep quiet anymore and a roar broke free.
He worked his fist into my hair none too gently, holding it tight and guiding me to exactly what he liked.
Back to leaving wet spots lying around, I slid my tongue around the underside of his broad, exposed head, relishing every sound he made and every quiver of his muscles.
Keeping my eyes open, I saw his stomach dip just as his dick swelled. Then he growled and pulled me off him. “I’m not coming in your mouth tonight.”
“You won’t hear me arguing.”
“That’s a first.” I knew it was a joke, but he didn’t smile as he crawled onto the bed with me. “How do you feel about all fours?”
“Love it.”
“Then fucking do it.” Liam’s heated eyes pierced into me, showing me a side of him I’d never seen before, which I found hot as fuck.
I obliged with his command, weirdly happy to hand over control. As I rolled over to get on my knees, I heard a soft rip of foil. The next thing I knew, his hands were on my hips and he was lining himself up at my entrance.
One of his palms settled flat at the small of my back and the other took a firm grasp on my hip. He pushed in just the tip before he paused. “I’m really hoping you’re not in the mood for slow and gentle.”
I looked at him over my shoulder just so he’d see me roll my eyes. I was panting and I knew I probably looked wild, but again, I didn’t care. “Fuck me, Liam. Come on, give it your best shot.”
He dropped his chin in a curt nod and thrust into me, burying himself to the hilt.
His grasp on me tightened almost to the point of pain.
It mingled with the pleasure racing through me, setting my nerve endings on fire in all the best ways.
I moaned, pushing back against him as he withdrew almost all the way before shooting forward again.
I lost myself to his rhythm, confused when he suddenly pulled all the way out just when I’d thought he was about to come. Speaking through gritted teeth, he dropped onto his back and grabbed my hands. “Ride me.”
I climbed on top of him and once again did what he’d told me to, loving his hands all over my body in this position.
I shrieked when he started circling my clit.
He didn’t tip me over the edge though, keeping me right there in one position and the next, as inventive and energetic a lover as I never thought I’d find.
When I finally felt him surrender, I stopped trying to hold back and I came with him, the orgasm so intense that I slumped into him when it was over, not even sure I was breathing anymore.
“Would you kill me if I just stayed here tonight? My room is too far away and I can’t feel my legs.”
A sleepy, breathy chuckle came out of him. “You’ve always been lazy, but sure. Under one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“You never get to tell a guy I’m your socially awkward cousin in desperate need of friends ever again.”
He reached over to switch off the lamp. I laughed out loud, finally rolling over to face him. Darkness drenched the room for a moment. Then my eyes adjusted to the silvery light of the moon and I looked up at him.
“Fine. Deal.” I burrowed into one of his pillows and closed my eyes, feeling so alive after what had just happened, but nature’s very own Ambien was quickly taking over after those orgasms. I surrendered to it, falling asleep in Liam Jones’s arms and wondering how I was ever going to look at him without wanting to jump his body again.