Page 33 of Secured By the Buyer

Liam kisses and licks his way downward while he continues the massage, leaving me a puddle of lust, too weak to move.

“Such a lovely pillow princess,” Liam murmurs as he finally peels the towel the rest of the way open.

My cheeks flush at the compliment, and I stretch my arms up, displaying myself for his view.

The scent of coconut oil fills the air again as Liam adds more to his palms before he grips my hard dick with the perfect amount of pressure. A shudder runs through me as he strokes me, playing with my balls at the same time. My lashes fall to half-mast, still intent on his face even as pleasure rolls through my body.

Liam’s head lowers, taking me into the melting warmth of his mouth. I moan as my eyes shut, all of my focus on the way his tongue works me and the suction noises filling the room.

When he releases my dick, he dips lower to suck on my sensitive sack, sending heat curling up my spine. His fingers scrape over my taint, tantalizingly close to my weeping entrance, but never venturing farther back.

“So perfect for me,” he breathes against my skin, his voice raw with desire.

He takes me deep once more, down to the root. My tip slips into his throat, and he swallows around me, the tight constriction the final push I need.

Pleasure crashes over me, and I moan as I come,my dick pulsing. Liam sucks as his head lifts, drinking it all down.

While I still lie gasping, he applies fresh oil to my sensitive flesh before rolling me onto my stomach.

My nose buries into his pillows, breathing in the pheromones lingering on his linens as I wait for him to enter me.

Instead, the mattress dips, and slick hands lift my foot.

He can’t be serious.

I raise my head to glare at him over my shoulder.

“Patience, princess.” He works my heel, making me melt again. “We’ll get there, so just relax and let me take care of you.”

My head drops back to the cloud-like pillow beneath my cheek, surrendering to Liam’s strong fingers working their magic on my body.

He lingers over my feet this time, pressing into the arches while his thumbs stroke along the soles in a way that melts my muscles. The scent of the massage oil fills the room, calming me further.

“Your freckles are like constellations.” Liam’s breath puffs over the sensitive spot behind my knees. “I could lose myself in them for hours.”

He kisses up my inner thighs, his full lips leavinggoose bumps in their wake. With a gasp, I spread my legs wider in silent demand.

“So impatient, aren’t you?” He massages my hips and ass, sending sparks of pleasure through me.

“All I’m doing is lying here as instructed,” I groan into the pillow.

Warm oil drizzles down my spine before Liam’s broad hands work their way upward, his thumbs pressing into my vertebrae and causing a few satisfying pops.

As my moans fill the room, he bends over me, his breath hot on my cheek, “Did that feel good, princess?”

“Keep going,” I encourage, sinking into the mattress.

Liam obeys, his lips brushing my shoulders and nape, sending pleasure curling through me again. I shift restlessly, and the hard ridge of his cock brushes me, still trapped within his slacks.

I wiggle my hips, and he groans, his restraint falters as he grinds into the cleft of my ass.

His teeth scrape the shell of my ear. “God, Milo, I want your sweet heat wrapped around me again so much.”

Pulse quickening, I turn my head to look at himover my shoulder. “You’re the only one wanting to go slow here.”

He gives a strained laugh, his dark brown eyes filled with conflict. “I’m trying to treasure you, while you’re attempting to kill me.”

I rock against his bulge. “Better make the most of it then.”

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