Chapter 22
TWENTY-TWO
RUBY
My back arches as I reach forward, sliding my fingers through his hair, holding on to the strands tightly as my eyes slide closed. Widening my legs, I lift my hips, trying to get closer to him.
I should not be this brazen.
I’ve never been this forward before, but I can’t help myself.
I can’t stop myself.
I can’t control myself.
I am so close that I might actually scream. It’s building inside me, bigger and bigger, about to burst free. And then his tongue swirls around my clit, flicking it a couple of times, and it happens.
I’m not sure I ever understood the term earth-shattering before, but I do now.
The orgasm rocks through my body at an alarming speed. I don’t even know what I’m doing. My fingers grip his hair too tightly, and my muscles clench, but I don’t care. It feels out-of-this-world amazing.
Then, before I realize what’s happening, I feel him inside me. Inside me. Stretching me, filling me full like only he can. Opening my eyes, I suck in a deep breath, my neck arching as I stare at the ceiling before I hear his voice.
“Look at me when I’m inside you,” he growls, and it sends a zing of excitement between my legs, forcing me to clench.
I want to do what he demands. I need to do it. He grunts when I clench, and something fills my chest with pride that I could make him make that noise… or any noise at all. Liam lowers his face, shifting closer to mine, closing the short distance between us, and his lips touch my own.
He speaks as his lips move against mine. “I want to look into your eyes when you come again,” he murmurs. “I want to see you… all of you.”
I don’t know how the hell he does it, but he makes me want to fall in love with him. I’m not sure he realizes what he’s doing to me. How he’s making me feel, but if I were ready to admit it to myself, I could call this love.
I want to fall for him.
I don’t think I should be feeling this strongly for him, but I’m falling in love, and I’m scaring myself. It’s terrifying because I don’t know if it’s the sex or him. Maybe it’s just lust and I don’t even realize it.
I think it might be him.
I’m falling hard and fast.
Then it happens. He continues to move inside me, his gaze focused on mine. My clit and pussy are so sore and sensitive in the best ways, and I’m already on the edge. I’m ready to come. It won’t take much, just a swivel of his hips. I want it so bad I could cry.
Then he slams inside me, grinding his pelvis against my clit, and it happens. With my gaze connected to his… I come. He doesn’t stop moving, his thrusts harder and faster until he buries himself deep and stills inside me.
Liam lowers his head, his mouth touching mine before he lets out a moan. I swallow the noise, loving not only the sound but also how he fills me.
And it’s at this moment that I realize I’m in love with Liam.
I don’t even know anything about him, not really, but I’ve fallen in love with him, and it scares the absolute shit out of me.