Chapter 26
Chapter Twenty-Six
Audrey
It’s midnight when we decide to head to Liam’s old bedroom. Why drive all the way to the hotel when we’re both tired and a little tipsy. My heart flutters at the sight of him in the half-light, his broad shoulders outlined beneath his dress shirt. How is it possible for a man to look even more handsome after a full day of celebrating?
He turns, a playful grin on his lips as he holds out a glass. “See something you like?”
Heat floods my cheeks. “Just admiring the view.”
“The feeling’s mutual.” His gaze travels the length of me in a slow, deliberate caress that leaves my skin tingling.
Heat floods my cheeks at his heated gaze traveling over me. “That dress should be illegal for the way it makes me want to pull you close and kiss every inch of you.” His voice is a low rumble that sends tremors through me.
I take a sip of the drink he handed me, the whiskey burning deliciously as it goes down. “Is that so?” I tease, my pulse quickening as he steps in closer, his body a solid wall of heat against mine.
“Definitely illegal.” His fingers trail lightly up my bare arm and I shiver, desire uncurling low in my belly. “I can barely keep my hands off you.”
My breath catches as he leans in, his lips a hairsbreadth from mine. I can smell his crisp cologne, feel the warmth of his breath fanning across my skin. Part of me wants to close that infinitesimal gap, to finally taste him after all this buildup. But another part holds back, savoring the delicious tension sparking between us.
“Well,” I murmur, fighting a smile as I look up at him through lowered lashes. “I certainly don’t want you getting arrested, Mr. Cohen.”
A low rumble of laughter vibrates against me and then his mouth is on mine, hot and demanding. I gasp into the kiss as he pulls me flush against him, one hand cupping the back of my neck to angle me how he wants. The glass falls forgotten from my hand as I cling to his shoulders, returning his fervent kisses with eager swipes of my tongue.
He tastes of whiskey and man, and smoldering need licks through me. This . . . this is what I’ve been craving. To be consumed by him, by the blazing heat and forceful passion he pours into his kisses. My fingers twist into the soft fabric of his shirt as I melt against his solid frame.
When we finally break apart, I’m breathless and dazed, my lips tingling. Liam’s dark eyes burn into mine, full of naked hunger and . . . something more. A softness that sends tendrils of warmth unfurling in my chest.
“Definitely illegal,” he murmurs gruffly, brushing his knuckles along my flushed cheek. “Dangerously so.”
Liam pulls back slightly, his heated gaze roaming over my face as if committing every detail to memory. The weight of his stare ignites a thrill of anticipation low in my belly .
“What are you thinking?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
His thumb traces the curve of my lower lip, sending sparks skittering across my skin. “That I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you, Audrey McCallister.”
Pulling him closer, I rise on my tiptoes to brush my lips against his once more. “Then I suppose you’ll just have to keep trying.”
A low growl rumbles from his chest. “Challenge accepted.”
With slow and deliberate movements, Liam undresses me. The fabric of the dress cascades down my body, revealing every curve and dip of my form. I stand before him, wearing nothing, my skin glowing in its radiance.
My heart races as his gaze roams over my exposed body. I am completely vulnerable to him, yet empowered by his desire.
His calloused fingers trail down my bare back, igniting sparks along my skin. My breath catches as Liam’s gaze burns into me with an intensity that liquefies my bones, leaving me exposed and vulnerable before him.
My heart hammers against my ribs as heated desire swirls within me. Part of me wants to shrink away, to hide from this blazing connection. But a deeper longing propels me forward into his arms. I can’t resist the explosive chemistry crackling between us.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs huskily, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. The simple gesture is tender, intimate, making me ache for his touch.
I bite my lip, struggling against the torrent of emotions battering me—fear, exhilaration, bone-deep yearning. “Liam . . . I . . .”
Liam’s lips blaze a scorching trail along my jawline as his hands roam down my back, sending delicious tremors coursing through my body. My fingers tangle in his thick hair, holding him close, never wanting this moment to end. His musky scent envelops me, intoxicating.
His thumb grazes my cheek, tilting my chin up to meet his smoldering gaze. “What do you want tonight, gorgeous?” The low rumble of his voice awakens a primal hunger within me.
Breathless, I search his eyes, losing myself in their molten depths. Words escape me, but my body knows exactly what it craves—to feel his hands mapping every inch of my skin, his mouth worshipping me. When the kiss breaks, heat rushes to my cheeks as hunger stirs low in my belly. The aching need for his touch consumes me. I swallow hard not knowing how to respond. What do I want? His hardness in my mouth. I lick my lips .
I rake my heated gaze over his chiseled features, drinking in the masculine beauty of his face. My fingers tremble as I reach for the knot of his silk tie, undoing it with excruciating slowness.
Liam’s eyes smolder with pure need, watching my every move with rapt attention. A thrill shoots through me at the thought of stripping him bare, peeling away each layer until he stands gloriously naked before me.
With the tie loosened, I make quick work of the buttons on his crisp dress shirt. My fingertips graze the hard planes of his chest as I push the fabric aside, exposing his toned torso. I can’t resist trailing featherlight touches along the ridges of his abdomen, reveling in the way his muscles quiver beneath my teasing caress.
A low growl rumbles in his throat, his jaw ticking with barely-restrained need. “You’re playing with fire, gorgeous.”
The husky warning in his tone only emboldens me. I lean in and murmur, “Maybe I want to get burned.”
In a blur of movement, Liam spins us around, slamming me against the wall with a delicious thud. His hips pin me in place as his mouth crashes into mine, all restraint shattered. I moan shamelessly into the heated kiss, my fingers raking through his hair to anchor him closer .
His hands roam over every curve, scorching a path of pure sin that leaves me breathless and aching for more of his exquisite torture. With each electrifying caress, the flames of desire lick hotter, threatening to consume us both.
Liam’s hands are like fire, scorching a path of pure sin over every inch of my body. I gasp and moan as he explores me with a fierceness that sets my blood on fire.
With each touch, my need for him intensifies, spiraling out of control until I’m left aching and desperate for release.
He grinds his hips against mine, pressing me harder into the wall as his tongue delves deep into my mouth. I moan shamelessly into the kiss, my nails digging into his back as I cling to him.
His lips trail down my neck, my head falls back in ecstasy as he bites down on the sensitive spot just below my ear.
“You’re driving me crazy,” he growls, nipping at my skin before soothing it with his tongue.
“I’m just getting started,” I tease, raking my nails down his chest and eliciting another guttural groan from him.
With a grunt of determination, Liam pulls away from me and starts divesting himself of his clothes. My eyes roam greedily over every inch of him—the defined muscles of his chest and abs, the trail of dark hair leading down to where he stands hard and ready for me.
I lick my lips in anticipation as he turns to face me again.
Without a word, Liam takes hold of me and lifts me up against the wall once more. His mouth crashes onto mine in a searing kiss as he enters me with one swift thrust.
I cry out at the sudden fullness, reveling in the feeling of him stretching and filling me completely. He moves with a controlled urgency, his hips setting a punishing pace that leaves me gasping for air.
I cling to him as he drives deeper and deeper inside of me. I’m lost in the heat and passion of our bodies moving together, consumed by the primal need for release.
Liam’s fingers dig into my hips as he pounds into me harder, his movements becoming frenzied and desperate. I feel pleasure building within me, ready to explode at any moment.
“Come for me,” Liam growls against my lips. And with one final thrust, we both shatter—crying out each other’s names as waves of ecstasy wash over us.
We stay locked together for a few moments, our breaths mingling as we come down from our high. Liam leans his forehead against mine, his eyes closed in bliss .
“You’re incredible,” he whispers hoarsely. “I can’t get enough of you.”
A satisfied smile spreads across my lips as I look at him—tousled hair, flushed skin, and an expression of pure bliss on his face.