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So, why wasshewith her much younger next-door neighbor?

Liam knew that this question had a lot to do with Victoria letting him give her the massage he’d impressed her with yesterday. A catalyst, perhaps. Unable to contain her curiosity, she’d wanted to see for herself what made her colleague attach herself to him.

The past twenty-four hours had almost undoubtedly given Victoria a few insights into why. That included this very moment.

“Oh, ohhh,” Victoria whispered, arching slightly as he bit her nipple, then tugged it with his teeth. Her breast stretched out, helped by his hands, which surrounded and pressed in on it, and she quivered in satisfaction.

Liam was simply overwhelmed with excitement, anticipation. It buzzed through his ears like a pair of beehives had taken up residence on either side of him. He was makingVictoriagrow taut with bliss. He was making her body yearn for more. Not just now but tonight, tomorrow, and every day left of their trip.

And what about the ones after it’s over?

Liam had to ask.

After releasing Victoria’s nipple, although he quickly kissed the stiff point and rolled it around beneath his tongue, he did so. He gave her a moment to catch her breath, face flush due to his talent. The other three had honed him well.

“I know we talked about this arrangement lasting for the trip, but what about when we’re back?” he asked. He resumed kissing her breast afterward, tracing his lips—practically burning hot at this juncture—around her areola.

Victoria shivered but eyed him, aware of his intentions. “I’m sure a discussion will occur before too long.”

“Why not now?”

“While you have me pinned beneath you, at a serious disadvantage of composure?”

“You could roll over and get on top of me,” Liam said with a smile. “If that helps.”

“It wouldn’t,” Victoria said, going so far as to roll her eyes. A rare gesture, from her. “What arrangement would you like to set up?”

Liam’s heart soared into the sky. He didn’t answer her right away, refocusing on her sensitive breasts. Around ten minutes later, number four arrived. No, she wasn’t as sensitive as Anna. But that didn’t mean they both wouldn’t enjoy spending hours and hours like this, in this exact position. Duringandafter this trip was over.

“I’m going to be gardening with you a lot,” Liam said. “Once we’re back home, especially once the summer arrives.”

“Unless your chess skills dramatically increase, yes,” Victoria said. “Or if you give up on trying to beat me.”

“Never,” he immediately said. “I want my phone to have an entire album of you.”

Victoria didn’t blush, but she did swallow. Expectantly? Hopefully? Yes. Both.

“Then yes, you’ll need to keep practicing a lot. As I’ve said, I don’t intend to throw any matches.”

Liam nodded. His attention might have drifted while they spoke, but he continued to kiss her breasts and roll her nipples with his thumbs. She liked a bit of roughness, a tinge of pain. He pinched her nipples in tandem, squeezing and rolling them beneath his fingertips. Victoria drew in a sharp breath and arched up ever so slightly.

“I just want to make sure you don’t immediately kick me out once I’ve finished helping you with your gardening,” Liam said. “That’s all. You’ve got that pool I want to swim in, too.”

“That’sthe assurance you need?” Victoria asked, almost sounding amused. As if she’d been expecting a larger demand—a more specific one. Because it was obvious that she’d let him stay around after he finished his “chores” in her garden.

Liam decided to rise to the challenge. “And fuck you in it, obviously.”

Victoria smirked, which caught Liam off guard. It made him stumble like a meanspirited spectator suddenly sticking outtheir leg to trip him right before he reached the finish line. He knit his eyebrows together, wondering what gaffe he’d just made.

No gaffe. It was just that Victoria was preparing to make a joke. Which was shocking in its own right.

“Which place are you referring to?”

“What?”

Victoria stayed amused. “Which of the two places are you hoping to fuck me in? My garden or my pool?”

Liam blinked, finally catching up to her point. He met her amusement, which manifested as a raised eyebrow, with his own roll of the eyes.

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