Page 85 of The Match Faker

‘It was… amazing. You have a very talented mouth.’

‘Good. Want to know what else I can do with it?’

I nodded, my throat dry with anticipation.

‘Is that a yes?’ He paused. ‘I need to be sure.’

‘It’s definitely a yes.’

‘Good. I’m gonna take off your panties now.’

My eyes widened. Was I really going to let Liam Stone fuck me?

‘Wait.’ I paused. ‘Maybe we shouldn’t do this.’ My vagina weeped, wondering what the hell I was thinking. ‘I mean, I really want to. Like a lot.’

‘Then why not?’

‘Because this is supposed to be pretend…’

Because if sex with you is anywhere near as good as the way you kiss, I’ll never recover.

‘And?’

‘And… we’re not even supposed to like each other.’

‘That’s what you’re concerned about? I wouldn’t worry about whether I like you, sweetheart.’ He smirked. ‘Because if you give me the green light, I’m gonna fuck you so hard, it’ll feel like I don’t.’

My breath caught in my throat and my legs flopped open. My mind had lost control of my body and desire had taken over.

Screw being sensible. Screw thinking about the consequences. Liam Stone, the guy I’d secretly fantasised about for years, was stood here, offering to end my sex drought and give me what was sure to be the best sex of my life. I’d be a fool to pass it up.

‘Okay,’ I said breathlessly, red-hot need pulsing through my veins. ‘Do it. Fuck me like you hate me.’

A smile spread across his mouth.

‘Mia Bailey, talking dirty. Damn.’ He licked his lips. ‘Don’t worry, baby. I’ll get to that. I told you earlier, I like to take my time. So first I wanna taste you. I haven’t eaten all evening and I know exactly what I want to feast on.’

Liam stepped forward, his hands trailing up my thighs, then reached between my legs. I threw my head back and moaned. After going so long without, the sensation of his hands touching me there was enough to make me explode.

‘Oh God… fuck.’

‘You’re so wet. I love it. Lift up that arse,’ he commanded. I hoisted myself up and watched as he pulled my red lace knickers to my knees, then leant forward and dragged them down to my ankles with his teeth.

Wow. That was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

Once he’d removed them from my ankles, he dropped to his knees.

‘Spread your legs. I need to see that beautiful pussy.’

‘Is that… enough?’ I opened them a little, feeling self-conscious.

‘No. Wider. I wanna devour you.’

This time, I spread myself open without hesitation. Hearing his dirty talk made me putty in his hands.

‘That’s it.’ He came closer. ‘Good girl.’

Liam buried his head between my legs and licked me like I was his favourite ice cream. Long, soft strokes of his tongue travelled down from my clit to my opening, then back up to my sensitive nub.

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