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Pulling her head back by her hair, her mouth released me as I growled out, “If you keep going, I’m going to end up fucking your mouth.”

“Then fuck my mouth, Liam.”

I’m going to marry this fucking woman. Shifting my hand to the back of her head, I didn’t need to be told twice.

“Mouth open, beautiful.”

Her mouth opened and I guided my cock into the slick warm heat. I pushed slowly till I hit the back of her throat. She gagged slightly and the squeeze against the head of my cock had me tilting my head back as a choked groan escaped my throat.

Pulling back, she sucked and I couldn’t resist my urges any longer. My hips bucked as I guided her head and relished the feel of her wrapped around me. Quickening my pace, I looked down at her as the drool slipped from her mouth and down her chin. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes and it sent me careening towards the edge.

“Do not swallow, I want to see it,” I commanded. I wanted to see how I claimed her mouth for my own.

Her hand moved up and gently rolled my balls in her palm. They tightened and a snap of tension released in my lower back. My release erupted from me and coated the insides of her mouth. Moaning loudly, I yanked her head off my cock.

“Show me.”

Hannah opened her mouth and my come pooled on that pretty red tongue of hers. Her pupils were blown and her chest rose and fell quickly.

“Swallow,” I instructed, and closing her mouth she did. She leaned forward and ran her tongue against my softening cock.

Cleaning me.

Not missing a single drop.

Thinking about my release sliding down her throat and into her belly, filled me with deep satisfaction. There was a piece of me inside of her. I wanted more. I wanted her so full of me that there could never be room for anyone else.

As soon as she finished licking up every part of me, I gripped her and lifted her to standing. “That’s my good girl.”

Chapter 11

Hannah

“That’s my good girl.” Liam praised me and I melted as a fire ignited under my skin.

With one hand, he pulled his shirt up over his head and tossed it on the floor. He stepped out of the jeans pooled at his ankles, and kicked them to the side. Liam’s lips crashed against mine. Moaning into the kiss, his tongue swept in to taste himself on my own.

Taking Liam’s cock in my mouth was sexy as hell and made me feel powerful. My panties were soaked from how turned on it made me. Even when he took control of the pace, it was intoxicating, bringing him to his finish. With the way his body reacted and the way he kissed and grabbed at me, it was obvious he enjoyed it immensely.

Liam gripped my thighs and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms over his shoulders as he carried me into the bedroom. Releasing me, I dropped onto the bed with a squeak. He rose over me, pawing at my shirt, and kissing me breathless.

He gripped the hem, and going to his knees over me, he yanked my shirt over my head as I sat up. After tossing my shirt, his hands came down to the button of my shorts and he undid them quickly before moving off the bed and yanking them down my legs.

He towered over me as his eyes roamed over my body, freezing for a moment on my purple lacy bra and matching thong.

“Matching fucking underwear,” he mumbled. A grin spread across my face as he licked his lips.

Reaching for my underwear, he hooked his fingers in the sides. I lifted my hips as he slid them away and down my legs. He discarded them on the floor, then moved over me and reached behind me. His fingers grazed my lower back before sliding over my skin, causing a shiver to skate down my spine and heat to pool in my lower stomach.

With a flick of his fingers, my bra came undone and he pulled it from my body. Flinging it behind him, he looked into my eyes.

“If I see underwear on this body at any point while we are here, I will destroy them.” His threat sent a needy feeling directly between my thighs and my breathing hitched.

“No underwear,” I agreed softly.

He was on me a second later, taking my mouth in a feverish kiss. Gripping my breast in one hand, he kneaded it as his kiss turned into a nibble on my lower lip. His teeth scraped against my jaw, before he sucked on the skin just below my ear.

A needy ache settled between my thighs as heat spread through me. I bit my own lip as my breathing sped up. Desire coursed under my skin and I ran my hands over Liam’s biceps and shoulders and I delighted in the feel of his muscles.

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