Page 54 of Tomorrow's Never Promised

My bladder cries out for help.Guess it’s time to break the damn seal. I am walking toward the bathroom behind the bar, when Liam comes up behind me and pulls me flush against him.

“Where are you going, baby?” He leans over, pressing his lips behind my ear.

I spin around and grasp his biceps in my arms to steady myself.

“Bathroom,” I giggle.As if that concept is funny.The drinks are starting to get to me.

“Not without me, you're not.” He grabs my hand, leading us back up the stairs. “Come, you can use my office bathroom.”

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With a click,he closes his office door behind us. I take a look around. It'ssohim. Masculine and woodsy with dark walls and a dark oak desk.

I walk to the en suite he has and swing the door shut. He throws his hand up, preventing me from closing it.Here we go again.

“Were those songs in the car forhimor forme?” His eyes hold an intensity that could melt me on the spot.

“I need to pee, Liam.” I sigh, pushing the door a with a little more force.

“Just tell me. I need to know…it’skillingme.” He releases the door, and I open it again.

“They are about you.Okay?It still doesn’t change the fact that I am in love with your brother. Or that we are in this fucked up situation, to begin with.” I close the door and lock it for good measure.

I finish up in the bathroom and open the door to find him leaning against the desk with his arms crossed over his chest.

“Ready?” I ask hesitantly.

“No. I’m not.” He pushes off the desk and marches towards me.

Fuck.

“I can’t get you off my mind, Madison,” he says, grabbing my face and lacing his fingers through my hair. “You consume me. Every second of every day, your face is in my mind. I want you.I need you. And now that you confirmed that you need me too, all bets are off.”

He lowers his lips to my neck. It’s making me weak in the knees. My legs tremble, and my hands shake with the need to do something about this ache between my legs. I grab his arms, about to push him away, but something else takes over me.

I pull him closer.

“Last chance to leave before I kiss you, baby,” he warns. His lips are hovering dangerously close to mine.

I close the distance and kiss him with all the pent-up energy and lust I’ve been feeling for the last few months. He greedily takes over, forcing my mouth open, and grabs a handful of my ass. I can feel his erection pressing against me. Feeling him hard for me like that is turning me on even more. A moan escapes my mouth, making him go wild. His hands begin to roam recklessly all over my body. They find my breasts and linger there.

Liam picks me up and places me on his desk, stepping in between my legs. “Fuck baby, I’ve missed you. I’ve been thinking about this moment for a while now.” He holds my face between his palms.

My dress has ridden up and bunched at my ass. He glides his hands up my bare thighs, then one over my soaked lace thong.

“Goddamn, you’re so wet.” His hand drags the material to the side, and he slips a finger through my slickness. “Your mouth may not say how you feel about us, but this does.” He removes his glistening finger and sucks on it.

Holy…

Liam places kisses all over my chest and up my neck. He lingers by my ear, whispering, “we will figure this out, baby.” Taking a step back, he tugs my dress back down, and holds his hand out to help me off the desk.

I pause at his abrupt change in direction.What the hell just happened?

“I want to fuck you on my desk right this second, Madison. But I know it’s wrong. And I know you'll regret it. We need to tell Killian before I can have you again.”

Anger floods me. “I…who says I was going to let you? Who says I wanted that?” I get off the desk myself, ignoring his outstretched hand. I’m projecting my anger onto him, and it’s not fair.Of course, I want it. Want him. I’m just mad at myself for wanting it.

“Oh sweetheart. We both know if I didn’t stop—you would have let me.” I slap his face and regret it immediately.

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