Page 86 of Power Play

“You don’t think I’m done, do you?” Liam lifts me gently off the sheets until I’m sitting up. He scoots behind me and leans against the pillows. When he’s settled, he pulls me toward him, my back against his chest. “We’re getting you comfortable for this next part.”

“Is it going to hurt?”

“It might hurt at first, but we’ll go slow.”

“Okay.” I swallow and relax into him. My muscles are heavy, and he coaxes my legs open again with gentle hands. “I trust you.”

Liam wraps a hand around my chin, turning my neck so he can kiss me. As I sink into it, he drags a finger over my entrance. He pushes inside me, slow at first, and I squeeze my eyes shut.

“Breathe for me, Piper,” he says, against my mouth. “There you go.”

There are only a few seconds of pain before it gives way to something else. Something aching and filling and new. It’s so different from when I touched myself in front of him, and it hurts far less than I thought it would.

It’s exquisite.

“Fuck,” I whisper, the fullness almost overwhelming. “And this is just one finger?”

He brushes his nose against mine, and then there is more of a stretch. A sensation deeper inside me in a spot that’s never been touched before. Not with sex. Only him. “Just one.”

“Christ,” I gasp. “And I asked you to fuck me? I’m going to die. I hope heaven is nice, because my time on earth is almost up.”

Liam buries his laugh in my neck, kissing along my collarbone and up my throat. “I’m not fucking you tonight, sweetheart. But when I do, you’ll be ready. You’re going to take all of me, and you’re going to look so good doing it.”

I’m not sure about that, but that’s future Piper’s problem. Something to worry about later when the time comes, because right now, I want to enjoythis.

The way he slides his finger out of me then presses back in. How his other hand moves back to my clit, a rhythm of pushing and circling that makes my entire body warm. Makes awareness bloom low in my belly, knowing he’s going to make me come again.

It makes me cry out. Makes me reach an arm behind me and wrap it around his neck, searching for his mouth so he can kiss me again.

“You said two fingers,” I pant. “Can we try?”

“You sure?”

“Please,” I beg.

“You’ll tell me if you want to stop? If it hurts?”

“I’m going to hurtyouif you stop.”

He laughs again, pulls out of me, and kisses my cheek. “I’m not going to stop. But only if you open your eyes and watch while I fuck you.”

My eyes fly open, and I turn my attention between my legs. His hand is big, fingers thick, and he grips the inside of my thigh. There are a few seconds of teasing. Of him acting like he’s going to do it before he does, and it’s the most wonderful thing of my life.

My arousal coats him. His pointer finger is wet, covered in me, and I wonder what it would look like on his cock. On his mouth and on his tongue, andgoddo I want those things too.

Liam presses against my entrance with two fingers. I moan as he gently works them both in, a steady slide until his first knuckles disappear, then his second. Soon, I can’t see them at all, and he kisses my ear.

“You’re so fucking tight, Piper. Fucking clenching around me,” he whispers. “Goddamn. Makes me feel like I’m the only one who’s ever touched you like this.”

Heisthe only one who’s ever touched me like this.

My hand instinctively rests on my thigh, and his wrist bumps against mine. I move my touch to my stomach, fingers drifting to my clit.

I want to help him get me there. I want to be a part of it, and when I touch myself at the same time he curls his fingers inside me, relief like I’ve never experienced before starts at the base of my spine.

“Liam.Liam. I—I’m going to come,” I say frantically, and he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.

“So come,” he says nice and low. “I can’t wait to watch.”

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