Page 76 of Made for You

All I do in return is wave goodbye, then wrap my arms around Liam’s neck like the knight in shining armor that he is.

When we’re back in the safety of the hired car that Coop set up for us, I can finally breathe. Security has retrieved her things from her room, and we were banished from the home. Not that I even care.

“Liam,” Violet’s voice breaks the silence.

My head snaps up to face hers. “I’m so sorry. I know you want your independence to make your own choices, and you don’t want me to swoop in and con—

She cuts me off by straddling my lap and kissing me.

“Having you tell Larry off, and claim me as yours in front of every single person in that room was exactly what I wanted,” she says between peppering my face withkisses.

She pulls back to face me. “Before I left, I tried to find you, but I couldn’t so I figured when I got back I would tell you I love you, Liam. I think I was made to love you. And I’m so sorry that I didn’t listen to you about Alexander. But I had no idea that Larry was going to pull that stunt tonight, I promise.”

She takes a deep breath after her confession.

I hold her hands in mine. “Violet, I don’t just love you. You make every part of me feel alive, complete in a way that I didn’t think was possible. I don’t care about anything that’s happened, I only care that you’re in my arms for the rest of our days.”

“Watching the sunrise from our porch.” She grins at me before I lean in and devour her mouth.

I will take every sunrise I can with her.

The car comes to a stop, and the driver comes around to open our door.

“Oh my God, are we at The Plaza?” she asks.

“Yea, Coop booked it for me with the flight to come get you. Gran was pretty adamant I make a grand gesture since I let you go in the first place.” I shrug.

She reaches up to kiss me on the cheek, “I can’t wait for you to fuck me in The Plaza, overlooking Central Park.”

My dick grows hard immediately. “I can’t wait for that either.”

I tip the driver, and pull her into the hotel with me, immediately up to the elevator.

My hands roam her bare back in the elevator, desperate to touch more of her skin, but there are a few too many people in here with us.

She reaches back, cupping me discreetly and I let out a moan that garners a look from the old lady across the elevator. Violet chuckles at my discomfort.

The elevator finally reaches our floor and we practically run to the room.

Once the door is closed, I pull her to me and wrap my hand in her hair, tipping her face toward mine so I can take her mouth.

I walk her over to the bed, and gently toss her down on the soft mattress. She shivers under my touch as I run my fingers down her arms. Grasping each of her hands, I pin them over her head, kissing her deeply.

“Keep them up here, don’t move.” She nods in agreement.

I trail my hands around to her hips, flipping her onto her stomach, peppering kisses from her neck down to the edge of her bare back where the dress lays on top of her perfect ass cheeks.

“Are you attached to this dress?”

“Emotionally? No. Physically, yes,” she winces.

“Perfect.” I’ll address the physically part later.

I take the barely there seam between my teeth and start a rip at the edge. Then I take each side and rip it apart with my hands. The dress falls in two pieces around her ass, and silky smooth legs.

Exposing the fact that she doesn’t have anything underneath the dress.

“You mean to tell me this was the only thing between us this whole time?” I growl at her.

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