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His eyes are searching my face and I nod, giving him the confirmation he is wanting. His fingers wrap around the strap of my underwear, pulling.

I gasp as his thumb presses against my clit. “God,” I gasp once again, fire shooting through me.

Liam sits up, removing his hand. He grabs the bottom of my shirt, I lift my arms, and he pulls the shirt over my head and drops it on the floor. He throws my underwear down right along with it, leaving me completely naked under his gaze.

The urge to hide myself is strong. Liam perches himself over me, sliding down my body, his face stopping right above my breast. He looks at me one last time before his mouth latches on.

“Fuck,” I hiss, fire shooting straight down to my pussy.

His hand goes back between my legs, his thumb stroking my clit. He switches to the other breast, sucking and pulling.

Driving me insane.

He kisses his way down my stomach, my back arching. My hands are above my head, gripping the headboard.

I can’t believe this is happening right now.

His hand leaves, and I look down to see his head right between my legs.

I squeeze my eyes shut—is he really doing what I think he is? I feel his breath right before his tongue drags across my clit. His hands wrap around my thighs, lifting them until they are on his shoulders.

I bring my hands down from above my head to settle at the back of his head. My toes curl, and a finger slowly slides inside me, curling. I throw my head back. My legs are shaking—I am right at the edge.

I clench around his finger, my whole body stiffening. He curls his finger and sucks at the same time, and I come hard.

My whole body is shaking, and I cover my face with my hands, coming down from this amazing orgasm.

Liam kisses both sides of my thigh, and I shiver and look at him. He smooths my hair out of my face, rubbing my cheekbone.

“What about you?” I ask him.

He shakes his head. “Baby, this was about you.” He covers me with the blanket, and I turn over and lie on his chest.

“I can’t believe that just happened,” I whisper and he chuckles loudly. His fingers drift down my back softly. “It will happen again and again, Baby.”

Excitement flows through me, butterflies swarming my stomach, and his fingers softly, tenderly rub my back and stroke my hair, causing my eyes to drift closed.

At moments like this it hits me how blessed I am. I have waited for Liam to come home to me since I was eighteen years old, and now I am twenty-six.

The feel of him holding me right now? It was so worth it, and so much more.

“Liam?”

“Yeah, sweet girl?”

I smile into his chest. “I am glad you’re finally home.”

He kisses the top of my head. “I am glad to be home.”

I close my eyes, kiss the back of his hand, and tuck it under my face.

“Goodnight.”

“Night, Baby.”

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Paisley

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