CHAPTER SIXTEEN
JESSIE
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The silence is deafening. I’ve never seen Liam look this mad.
Does he think I kissed Noah?
I didn’t see his kiss coming. I was closing my eyes, imagining that it was Liam lying beside me, when I felt Noah climbing to his feet.
Except he wasn’t.
Instead, he was leaning over me and surprised the hell out of me by kissing me.
I froze.
A flashback of having Frank Bonito on top of me struck, and I couldn’t move. Liam doesn’t have that effect on me. But the moment Noah made a move, my body tensed up.
Next minute, Noah goes flying across the sand.
I was having such an amazing night. Savannah said she might know of an acting role coming up and invited me to have lunch with her on Monday. That, and a couple of girls who worked on her last movie were looking for a roommate.
It felt like the world was opening up for me.
Liam and I are finally together and just need to work out how we tell Jay and my family. That tonight was our secret.
That I might have an acting role if Savannah can help. Sometimes it's about who you know, and she is certainly an influential person right now.
I could even move out while Liam and I date for a while. To let Jay adjust.
I was so happy.
When he pulled me up to dance, I knew it would be a bad idea. I was aching for him to touch me and could feel the same need from him. His friends were already asking questions and watching us, so when Noah and Cane waved me over, I went.
Liam has never been a jealous guy.
Trust me, I’ve watched every nuance about the man my entire life.
I can’t believe he got physical with Noah like that. Sure, he’s been protective over the years, but not to that extent. He looked wild and full of rage.
As I grabbed my things, Scarlett was checking the babies, who were all asleep in a separate small marquee. She took in the situation and asked what happened.
“He’s being protective.” I waved it off.
She glanced down the beach and back at me. “Because we aren’t friends yet, I’m going to let these little lies go. But here’s some advice from someone who has just watched a friend go through this with her brother. Tell him.”
I swallowed.
“Tell your brother before he finds out and you damage your relationship.” Scarlett zipped up her sweatshirt. “Deceit is the hardest thing to forgive.”
There was no point lying to her. She was like a psychic or something. I simply nodded and took off back down the beach with my things.
“Are you going to talk to me?” I ask Liam as we pull into the driveway.
“Get inside.” Liam growls.
Letting out a sigh, I climb out of the Jeep and follow him down the footpath. When the front door closes behind us, he swirls around and pushes me hard up against the wall.
“You fucking kissed him!” Liam roars, his palms either side of my head.
“I didn’t kiss him.”
“I saw you Jessie. His mouth on your mouth, and you didn’t push him away.” Fury and fire whirl inside those gray eyes, making me catch my breath.
If I didn’t know this man as well as I do, I might be scared, but I’m not. He would never hurt me.
Still, I’m taken aback by the viciousness of his anger.
“What the hell was that? The falling on the sand, the dancing, the laughing, and looking at the stars. What the fuck was all that? Is this a game to you?”
“No,” I snap back.
“You think sucking my cock every night is just a game.”
“Liam—”
“You think me licking your pussy means I’m happy for you to go out there and tease other guys.”
Oh, now he is crossing the line.
I push at his chest. “Stop.”
He leans closer, a breath away. “You think I’ll let any other man touch your fucking body, Jess? Do you? Tell me.”
My heart stutters, the pounding filling my ears.
“No,” I whisper, as my body responds inappropriately.
Liam grips my face, tilting it as his eyes focus on my lips. “No one gets to taste this mouth.”
He licks my lips.
My core tightens and throbs.
“Open your mouth,” Liam demands.
I part my lips and he squeezes my face, sweeping his tongue inside.
“No one will put their cock in here.” I hear his zipper as he pushes me to my knees. I go willingly because my bikini bottoms are soaked and not because I swam hours earlier.
Gripping his cock, he lifts my face, so I’m forced to look at him.
“Do you understand? This mouth is mine.”
“Yes,” I say a split second before Liam slips his cock between my lips.
A roar of arousal blasts through me.
“Suck me off,” he demands. “Suck me so hard I’ll forget what I just saw. Prove to me this dirty fucking mouth belongs to me.”
As he palms the wall above me, I grab his shaft and tighten my suction, working him vigorously while he groans, curses, and grips my hair with his other hand.
“That’s it. Pull my cum from me. Get ready to swallow every goddamn drop, Jessie.”
Taking him down my throat, I start gagging and that gets both of us even more aroused.
“Yes, fuck, good girl. More. Take my entire cock down your throat. Choke on it.”
God, I had no idea he could be like this.
“I will fuck this mouth until you are sore and can’t talk to another man.”
Something about those words makes me blink in hesitation. It’s off.
I ignore it.
Swirling my tongue around his head, I work him faster and faster, feeling him swelling and thickening.
“Fuck, fuck, yes, oh fuck.” Taking my head in both hands and full control, Liam does as promised, exploding down my throat.
I can barely breathe.
My body lights up with desire, my nipples aching painfully, my pussy throbbing. With cum dripping from my mouth, Liam reaches for me, lifts me up, strides to my bedroom and pushes me on the bed, and then glares down at me.
Then gripping my white sheer overall, he tears it right down the middle.
Holy hell.
“No more talking until I get my face on your cunt,” he rips my bikini bottoms off and with a flick of the clasp undoes my bikini.
I’m naked, bared to this wild and angry man. I barely recognize him like this.
Parting my thighs, he climbs between them and clamps his mouth onto my folds.
I cry out his name.
Like an animal, he consumes me, driving me up the bed with the force of his fingers inside me. Then, just as I think he’s going to let me come, he lifts his head.
“Where is your dildo?”
I told him about it two nights ago, but we’ve not used it.
“My bag.” I nod to it on the floor beside the bed.
Liam climbs off, finds it quickly, and then spits on the end. My eyes are wide as he turns it on and, climbing back on the bed, glides the round head through my wet juices.
“Look at this purple cock, teasing your cunt.” He glares at me.
So, this is angry sex with Liam.
It’s hot, but it feels wrong. Something is off. I both hate it and I love it.
“Liam,” I reach for him, hoping to appeal to his more dominant but tender side.
“Hands behind your head,” he orders.
I do as he tells me because I don’t want him to stop. God, I don’t want him to stop.
Ever.
“Look at it going inside you, fuck.” Liam rubs his forehead like he’s going out of his mind.
I need to get him to snap out of this.
“Liam, please. Fuck me. I need your cock.”
He growls, shoving the dildo in further, and I arch, this time more pain than pleasure.
“Is this what it looks like when another man fucks you? Is this what it feels like, Jessie?”
I feel tears pooling in my eyes.
What is he doing?
This feels wrong.
“In and out, someone else’s cock. Another man enjoying this pussy. Taking it from me. Is that what this would look like?”
“Liam,” I beg despite my body arching, wanting more but also wanting him to stop.
He leans down and sucks my clit harshly. I almost come but again that off feeling holds back my climax.
“Do you like that? Being fucked and licked at the same time, dirty girl.” His eyes flick up to mine. “Do you, Jessie? Have you had two men before?”
My body turns cold.
What did he say?
Fear cuts like a knife through me, and I kick at him, clambering away. “Get off. Get off me. Stop. Liam. Get off!”
He snaps out of his furious stupor.
Removing the dildo, he drops it on the bed and leans back with wide eyes, watching me shuffle away from him.
“What’s wrong?”
Curling up in the fetus position, I tuck my head into my knees. “Go away. Just get out.”
“Jessie.” Liam reaches out. “Fuck, Jess, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
Tears fall down my legs as I shake and try to curl into a smaller ball. “Go away, Liam. Get out. Just get out. I don’t want you touching me. GET OUT!”
After a long moment, I feel his touch disappear as my mind begins to shut down. I’m inside a vault and can’t hear anything except his question.
Have you had two men before?
Two men.
Yes, two men raped me. His words triggered me. I couldn’t let him keep touching me or stand the way he was talking.
Liam might not have been raping me, but that wasn’t love. It wasn’t lust.
He was punishing me.