Page 16 of Trouble

“How do you do that?” I whispered into the slowly brightening room. I didn’t realize I’d spoken out loud until he lifted his head to look down at me. I could make out the dimples in his cheeks when he gave me a lazysmirk.

“Pure magic,love.”

I laughed and rubbed my face against his arm. “At this point, I could believeyou.”

His smile faded as he looked at me, but it was still too dark for me to decipher the expression in his shadowed eyes. When he bent his head to kiss me, I no longercared.

His mouth was soft and warm, and as I nibbled on his lower lip I felt his cock begin to stir inside of meagain.

Surprised, I pulled my head back and arched an eyebrow a him.“Again?”

He shot me an easy grin and rolled his hips, making me gasp and dig my nails into his shoulders from the sudden shock of sensation. “I don’t think I’ll ever stop getting hard for you,sweets.”

“I guess there are upsides to being a cougar,” I said, and then cried out when he rewarded my lip with a hard thrust. Andanother.

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When I first heard myphone, Liam had my legs over his shoulders and was driving into me at a mercilesspace.

I reached out for my nightstand on pure instinct, but Liam grabbed my wrist, stopping my attempt at answering whoever was calling without missing abeat.

“I’m not done with you yet,” he panted. With an ease I still hadn’t gotten used to, he pulled out and flipped me onto my stomach before pushing his throbbing cock back up inside of me with a hard thrust. “If you think answering the phone mid-fuck is a good idea, clearly I’m not doing you hardenough!”

It took me four orgasms and I don’t know how much time before Liam finally gave in to exhaustion and collapsed on his back on the bed next tome.

My ears were ringing and blurred dots danced before my eyes as I lay beside him and desperately tried to suck in enough oxygen to not pass out, but I was vaguely aware that I had an insistent grin across my face, and that every single cell in my depleted body was humming with bone-deepsatisfaction.

“If—if you plan… plan to make a habit of having sex with… older women…you need to learn to pace yourself,” I panted in between gasps for air. “I don’t know how I’m notdead.”

Liam let out a breathless chuckle. “Howyou’renot dead? It hurts when I move! God, woman…” He rolled over onto his side with a theatrical groan and pulled me into hisarms.

I sighed happily and cuddled closer against him, content to just feel his body wrap around mine as the endorphins in my body made my bloodsing.

If Nirvana was an actual thing, this wasit.

The sharp ring from my phone pulled me out of my blissed-out haze with a start. Ignoring Liam’s protesting groan, I reached out and grabbed the device, swiping right on thescreen.

“Hello?”

“God, Audrey! Are youokay?”

I frowned at the shrillness of the panicked voice on the other end. “Eileen? Yeah, I’m fine. What’swrong?”

“What’s wrong? You have a date with a stranger, and then don’t show up to work the next day is what’s wrong! I thought you’d beenmurdered!”

I blinked. “What do you mean‘don’t show up for work’?” A horrible sense of foreboding settled in my gut, and I fought my lax body to sit up. “What time isit?”

“Ten thirty. Audrey… what have you been doing this morning?”Eileen’s voice gained a distinctly teasingnote.

“Shit!” Sheer panic made me jolt off the bed in one jump. A quick glance at my phone’s display confirmed the time. “Dammit! I’m on my way!” I hung up, tossed the phone on the bed, and dove for my wardrobe. Only when I was frantically searching through my underwear drawer did it dawn on me that I’d meant to do the laundry lastnight.

“Running late?” Liam asked, pulling my attention from my desperate attempt at shoving my boobs into a bra that hadn’t fit properly for the past tenyears.

I cast a look at him over my shoulder—and felt something twinge in my gut at the sight of his unruly red hair and that eternal laugh in his eyes. He was resting on one elbow in my messy bed watching me get dressed, his perfect body still covered in a light sheen of sweat from our sexmarathon.

And I knew with sudden and horrifying certainty that I neededhim.

Not his sex, not the one-night stand we’d both known this night would be. No, I needed his laughter, his warmth—and that nearly tangible light that seemed to radiate off him like rays of pure, unadulteratedlife.I’d never felt as alive as I had these past sixteen hours or so in his company, and I knew I never would again if he walked out of mylife.

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