Page 60 of Love Me

“I’d take my time, letting my tongue trail over every inch of you, fucking you with it before sucking on your little swollen clit.”

“Don’t stop, please, Liam, yes.” I had no idea I would have a voice kink, but here we are. Liam talking to me with his dirty mouth is edging me closer and closer to orgasm.

“Fuck, baby. I’d make you come with my mouth, and as soon as you came down from it, I’d start all over again. I’d spend all night feasting on this pretty pussy, letting you come all over my tongue, swallowing you down over and over again.”

“Holy. Shit. Liam! I’m gonna come. Fuck. Fuck!”

“That’s my girl, come for me. Let me see you fall apart. Picture my face buried in your pussy, my tongue flicking your sensitive little clit, baby. Fuck, Hannah. Come, right now.”

It starts deep in my belly, a fire rising like an inferno before it combusts, spreading rapidly through my entire body. My legs shake, and just as I’m about to scream, my moans are muffled by Liam’s mouth on mine. Wave after wave of pleasure burns through me as he fucks my mouth with his tongue. I moan into him, his lips moving against mine as our tongues tangle and caress, licking into each other in a desperate attempt to be closer. It prolongs my orgasm, the waves of pleasure continuing to pulse through me until it becomes too much.

He breaks the kiss, eyes heavily lidded, and rests his forehead against mine as I struggle to pull air into my lungs. So much longing is etched into the strong features of his face, but it’s the dark mischievous challenge that has me sobering, anticipating what he’s thinking.

“Again, beauty. Give me another one.”

My internal clock never letting me down, I wake up before the sun, knowing that I need to get moving so that I can get started at Bean Haven. But, instead of jumping out of bed, eager to get to the bakery, I’m enveloped in a heavy warmth that I don’t want to leave the safety and comfort of.

The first thing I register is the heat emanating from his large body, his front flush against my back, the slow rise and fall of his chest a soothing rhythm. His heavy arm wraps across my middle, palm splayed over my belly in a way that is both cherishing and possessive. His scent is all around me, clean linen, but also his signature woodsy oak and sweet sugar. He cocoons me like there’s no place in the world he’d rather be, and at this moment, I agree. Right now, the world outside doesn’t exist—our problems out of sight and mind, the weight of our decisions lifted—right now, nothing else matters except the feeling of being tucked up into him. I want to stay hidden away from all the demands of everything but this.

For a brief moment, I let my brain rest and enjoy what my heart wants. The world outside might be calling, but in this moment, I don’t care. His fingers tighten around me, pulling me in just a little closer, my heart flipping over again my chest. His thick thigh is threaded through mine, lifted high so that I’m practically sitting on it. The warm pressure at my core feels so damn good. My mind drifts to last night, as Liam coached me through multiple orgasms until my body was mush. His restraint didn’t snap, but it was close. He was unhinged for me, and somehow, without even touching me, Liam has managed to erase every experience that came before him.

I’ve never felt so desired, so desperately wanted, and it’s a feeling that all of me wants to continue to chase. Liam nuzzles his face into the back of my neck, his breath warm and sending goosebumps across my body. I know I’ll have to get up and face the day, but for now, I rock back slightly on his thigh, just to scoot as close as I possibly can when I feel the unmistaken hard rod against my ass. Fuck, that definitely feels good.

I allow myself to tentatively move backward again, rubbing against the stiff cock wedged against me, when he doesn’t seem to stir away, I do it again, loving the feeling, and wondering if he’s just always hard when he wakes up or if my ass firmly planted in his crotch has something to do with it. I know I shouldn’t, but my body is on fire, his body surrounds me, all firm and practically naked except his boxer briefs. Only the thin fabric of our underwear separates us now.

It’s been so long since I’ve been touched, and everything Liam and I have been doing, with him watching me, has only stoked the fire. I need more. I need to be consumed by someone other than my own hand. And whether I want to admit it or not, I want Liam. I’ve never felt this way before and it’s so confusing. But the way I feel when he’s with me, that’s real. Whether I’m desperate for the attention and affection or not, I’ve never felt so wanted physically, and it gives an added layer of bewilderment. I want him, but I know I shouldn’t.

Liam’s arms tighten around me, and I close my eyes, completely content, and let myself wonder what it would be like to wake up like this every day, with Liam holding me close. Everything in me screamsyes, to lean into this bizarre arrangement, but the smart, realist part, is giving me a hard bitch slap to wake up and not jeopardize this relationship for all of our sakes.

But I’ve always trusted Liam, and he wouldn’t lie to me or do anything to hurt Charlie. If he says something, he means it.So maybe I need to just go with the flow, knowing he’ll protect all of us from burning to the ground. My brain just won’t fully commit yet, the fear of hurting our loved ones and Charlotte, or even us, too great to be one hundred percent in.

I sigh louder than I realize, Liam stirring behind me again.

“Mmm. It’s Sunday, do you have to leave?”

“Yes, dummy. I run the only coffee shop in Aspen Ridge, I think people would riot if it was closed again. Owen threatened to arrest me if it happened again.

“I’ll kill him.”

I smack his arm. “Don’t joke about killing people. I love being there and you know it. What do you have going on today?”

“I’m going to wait for Charlie to wake up, take her ice skating this morning at the high school, and then come help you the rest of the day.”

I sit upright, his arm falling from my stomach to my thighs, his hand not missing a beat and flexing around one of them.

“You don’t want me to take her with me?”

“And have her be grumpy later? No, thank you. We’ll have fun, and we’ll see you before lunch.”

“I don’t deserve you, Liam Hayes.”

“You’ve got it all wrong, beauty. You deserve everything.”

CHAPTER 17

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Today I’m marryingmy best friend of the last twenty-three years, who I’ve secretly been in love with for a long-ass time. Today I make her mine in every way that matters. I just wish she was doing this for love and not convenience. I want Hannah’s love. Period.

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