Page 73 of Until We're More
She reached up and ran her fingers through my hair, dragging her nails across my scalp in that way that made me crazy. Then her big brown eyes locked on to mine, so unguarded that I knew what she was going to say, yet I couldn’t wait to hear the actual words. “I love you, too. I’ve loved you for years, and then I accidentally fell a little bit in love with you, which was part of why I moved away. I didn’t think I could have you the way I wanted. And now I fell in love with you a lot bit.”
Happiness spread through every inch of me. “Hmm. I think I better ask my human dictionary if ‘a lot bit’ is possible.”
“A bit is a unit of measurement, and if quite a bit can mean a fairly large amount, it stands to reason that a lot bit is even bigger.”
Putting on my most thoughtful expression, I nodded. “Okay. I’ll allow it.”
She laughed, and man, I loved her laugh. She tugged me to her and kissed me. “I love you, Liam Roth.”
I was going to tease her and ask her to further clarify, but then she touched her tongue to mine and arched against me, and I decided it was time to get to what I did best. Letting her do the talking while I listened and expressed myself in other ways.
Hooking my thumbs on her shirt, I yanked the fabric off and over her head and flung it aside. I reached around her, my fingers itching to rid her of the bra, while at the same time she reached for my shirt, and we crashed in the middle.
“Cockblocked by my own girlfriend,” I said.
That beautiful smile of hers curved her intoxicating lips. “I like it when you call me your girlfriend.”
“Noted.” I helped her take off my shirt to hurry the process.
“Might as well get rid of these, too.” She pushed down my warm-up pants, and I kicked them aside and then refocused on unhooking her bra. As soon as it came loose, I gripped the little bow between the cups in my fist and ripped it off her. This past week I’d always started off sweeter, not wanting to hurt her, but we’d played it safe for long enough. She was far from virgin territory now, and tonight I wanted no-holds-barred, devour-each-other sex.
Her pants came down with a rough jerk and joined the pile of clothes on the floor.
I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth as I yanked her hips to mine and rocked against her. Her gasp fueled me on, and I bit down and dragged my teeth over the sensitive pink nub.
“Fuck, that feels good,” she said, and hearing that word from her lips shocked me enough I pulled back and looked at her. She didn’t swear much anyway, but I didn’t think I’d ever heard her sayfuckbefore.
Her cheeks flushed, but she locked her ankles behind me and rolled her hips. “Did I tell you to stop?”
“I’ve created a monster,” I said.
“Yes, you have. Now you’ve got to feed her.”
Eyes locked on hers, I slowly dipped my head and circled her other nipple with my tongue. Then I sucked it into my mouth and repeated the move with my teeth. Holy shit, I could feel her damp heat against my hard cock, the silk a barely there barrier that I couldn’t wait to breech.
Once I’d teased her into a panting frenzy, I pulled her off the counter and spun her around. I snagged my wallet and took out a condom. When she glanced over her shoulder, I told her to brace her hands on the counter.
She obeyed, and I pressed against her ass as I slipped my fingers down into her panties, finding her nice and wet for me.
“Liam,” she whimpered.
“Tell me what you want.”
“You. I just want you.”
My heart flooded with desire and affection, pumping it through my body until it filled every single inch of me. I wrapped one hand around her neck, lightly squeezing as I stroked her, listening to each whimper, cataloging the way she moved so I could tell exactly where and how hard.
Getting the condom on one-handed was tricky, but I managed. Then I tugged down her panties and pushed inside her.
My balls tightened within a few rough pumps, ready for release way too soon.
I’d thought I wanted her this way, but I found I missed peering into her eyes. Missed watching the pleasure play across her features as her lids drifted half-closed and her mouth fell open. Not only did I love this girl, I’d lost my head over her. Common sense had no place anymore, so I didn’t bother thinking about it.
I spun her against the nearest wall. She was too short for us to line up right, so I boosted her into my arms, and she locked her ankles behind me. Then I got what I wanted—a front-row seat to watching the ecstasy flicker across her face as I drove into her again and again.
Sweat slickened our bodies, and my control wavered, but I wouldn’t let go until she did. Her nails dug into my skin and then she cried out, bucking against me. I thrust one more time and clung to her as I rode the euphoric wave all the way down.
“Every time I think it can’t get better,” Chelsea said through her shaky breaths. “And then it does.”
