Page 14 of Claiming My Cocky Boss

Liam’s smile was slow but full of promise. “Then maybe you should go grab those condoms you found in my truck.”

I laughed nervously, my heart pounding in my chest. “Right. I’ll, uh... I’ll go get them.”

Liam’s smirk widened, but he didn’t say anything, just leaned back against the couch and watched as I stood up to leave. My hands shook slightly as I fumbled for the doorknob. I wasn’t used to this—feeling so exposed, so vulnerable—but at the same time, there was something thrilling about it.

I opened the door of Liam’s truck, the dome light flickering on. My hand hovered over the box for a second before I finally grabbed it, clutching it tightly as I closed the door and hurried back toward the cabin.

When I stepped back inside, Liam was sitting on the floor, his back resting against the couch, his shirt tossed aside, leaving his chest bare. The glow of the flames danced over his skin, highlighting the definition in his muscles. My breath caught in my throat.

His eyes found mine, and he smiled, holding out his hands. “Come here.”

I hesitated for only a second before crossing the room and kneeling down in front of him. His hands gently slid up my arms, pulling me closer until I was sitting in his lap, my knees on either side of his legs. The heat of his body pressed against mine, and I could feel the tension rolling off him.

“You sure about this?” he asked again, his voice low, eyes locked on mine.

I nodded, feeling the nervous energy inside me twist into something warmer, something deeper. “Yeah. I’m sure.”

A mischievous yet irresistible grin slowly spread across his face, causing a flutter of butterflies to bubble up in my stomach. His strong and eager hands entwined themselves in my hair, pulling me closer to him as he kissed away any lingering hesitation. In the heat of passion, my tank top was carelessly discarded, revealing the smooth skin of my bare chest. Liam'sskilled fingers deftly removed my bra straps from my arms, allowing it to fall to the floor.

With my back arched, Liam's lips trailed along the sensitive skin of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. "You taste like sweet honey," he whispered against my skin before capturing my lips again in a passionate kiss. As our bodies pressed together, I could feel his arousal growing between my legs, igniting a fire within me. I couldn't wait to explore every inch of his luscious body with my own.

Liam gestured towards the soft, plush carpet beside us, and my heart raced with anticipation. I rolled off his lap, my skin buzzing with excitement, and added my crumpled jeans and lacy panties to the growing pile of clothing on the floor.

With a teasing smirk, he slowly pulled down his sweatpants, revealing his throbbing erection that strained against the fabric of his briefs. My breath caught in my throat at the sight, and I couldn't help but let out a gasp. The soft glow from the fireplace danced across his sculpted body, highlighting every ripple and curve in exquisite detail. My desire spiked as I felt his hands caress my back, urging me on.

Unable to resist, I peppered kisses along his chest, savoring the taste and feel of his skin before continuing my descent towards his massive cock. With eager hands and hungry lips, I explored every inch of him, sending shivers of pleasure through both of us.

After rolling on a condom, Liam's rough hands gripped my hips, guiding me over him, his cock teasing my entrance. The room filled with the sounds of the fire crackling in the background as we lost ourselves in each other's embrace.

“Shit, Mia..,” he groaned in pleasure as I finally took him deep inside me, our bodies intertwined like two puzzle pieces finding their rightful place.

As I began to move, thrusting my hips in a rhythm with Liam’s, I arched my back, letting out a soft moan that fueled our desire even more. Every touch, every kiss, every stroke sent shockwaves of pleasure through my entire being. It felt like it had been an eternity since I had experienced this kind of raw passion and intensity.

“Are you doing alright?” I whispered suddenly remembering his predicament.

His eyes locked onto mine, his expression one of raw desire and passion. "No pain whatsoever. You feel fucking amazing," he murmured against my lips before claiming them once again in a fiery kiss.

His words sent shivers down my spine as our bodies moved together in perfect harmony. The friction between our skin ignited sparks of heat that radiated throughout the room. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my muscles tensing up, anticipating our next moves.

I picked up speed, gradually swiveling my hips as he increased the depth of his thrusts; it felt like he was piercing right through me, leaving nothing behind but pure, unadulterated bliss!

"Oh god! Liam…" I gasped, my voice trembling as waves of pleasure surged through me, a tantalizing blend of intensity and restraint. Liam's touch was a symphony, his hands exploring my skin with purpose, each caress igniting a new spark of desire.

His thumb traced a path to my most sensitive spot, setting off fireworks of sensation that reverberated through every nerve ending, causing my body to quiver uncontrollably in response. Even in his injured state, it was as though he possessed an innate mastery, orchestrating my pleasure like a virtuoso playing an instrument only he could fathom. And then, in a crescendo of passion, with a primal growl, Liam propelled us both into the abyss of ecstasy.

Liam pulled me close as I collapsed onto his chest, our breaths heavy and mingling in the warm, dimly lit room. His arms wrapped around me, firm yet gentle, like he was holding something precious. I stayed there for a moment, feeling his heartbeat steady beneath me as the last remnants of the fire crackled softly.

After what felt like hours, but was probably only minutes, I found enough energy to peel myself off his chest. “Hold on,” I murmured, feeling the cool air brushing against my skin as I reluctantly pulled away and removed the condom.

Liam watched me through heavy-lidded eyes, a lazy, content smile on his face. “Where are you going?”

I managed a small smile, my legs wobbling as I stood up. “Just grabbing some pillows and quilts. Don’t want us freezing down here.”

With a soft laugh, I grabbed the pillows from my bed and pulled a couple of thick quilts from the closet. The fire had faded into glowing embers by the time I returned, and Liam had shifted onto his side, waiting for me. I spread the quilts over us and slid back beside him, the pillows cradling our heads as we nestled into the blankets.

Liam pulled me closer, his arm draped over my waist as I settled my head against his chest again. The night outside was still, and the only sound was our slow, steady breathing.

“Stay with me in here. I don’t have the energy to move,” Liam whispered, his voice barely audible, his breath warm against my hair.

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