Page 49 of Knot Really Engaged
Liam’s lips blaze a scorching trail along my jawline as his hands roam down my back, sending delicious tremors coursing through my body. My fingers tangle in his thick hair, holding him close, never wanting this moment to end. His musky scent envelops me, intoxicating.
His thumb grazes my cheek, tilting my chin up to meet his smoldering gaze. “What do you want tonight, gorgeous?” The low rumble of his voice awakens a primal hunger within me.
Breathless, I search his eyes, losing myself in their molten depths. Words escape me, but my body knows exactly what it craves—to feel his hands mapping every inch of my skin, his mouth worshipping me. When the kiss breaks, heat rushes to my cheeks as hunger stirs low in my belly. The aching need for his touch consumes me. I swallow hard not knowing how to respond. What do I want? His hardness in my mouth. I lick my lips.
I rake my heated gaze over his chiseled features, drinking in the masculine beauty of his face. My fingers tremble as I reach for the knot of his silk tie, undoing it with excruciating slowness.
Liam’s eyes smolder with pure need, watching my every move with rapt attention. A thrill shoots through me at the thought of stripping him bare, peeling away each layer until he stands gloriously naked before me.
With the tie loosened, I make quick work of the buttons on his crisp dress shirt. My fingertips graze the hard planes of his chest as I push the fabric aside, exposing his toned torso. I can’t resist trailing featherlight touches along the ridges of his abdomen, reveling in the way his muscles quiver beneath my teasing caress.
A low growl rumbles in his throat, his jaw ticking with barely-restrained need. “You’re playing with fire, gorgeous.”
The husky warning in his tone only emboldens me. I lean in and murmur, “Maybe I want to get burned.”
In a blur of movement, Liam spins us around, slamming me against the wall with a delicious thud. His hips pin me in place as his mouth crashes into mine, all restraint shattered. I moan shamelessly into the heated kiss, my fingers raking through his hair to anchor him closer.
His hands roam over every curve, scorching a path of pure sin that leaves me breathless and aching for more of his exquisite torture. With each electrifying caress, the flames of desire lick hotter, threatening to consume us both.
Liam’s hands are like fire, scorching a path of pure sin over every inch of my body. I gasp and moan as he explores me with a fierceness that sets my blood on fire.
With each touch, my need for him intensifies, spiraling out of control until I’m left aching and desperate for release.
He grinds his hips against mine, pressing me harder into the wall as his tongue delves deep into my mouth. I moan shamelessly into the kiss, my nails digging into his back as I cling to him.
His lips trail down my neck, my head falls back in ecstasy as he bites down on the sensitive spot just below my ear.
“You’re driving me crazy,” he growls, nipping at my skin before soothing it with his tongue.
“I’m just getting started,” I tease, raking my nails down his chest and eliciting another guttural groan from him.
With a grunt of determination, Liam pulls away from me and starts divesting himself of his clothes. My eyes roam greedily over every inch of him—the defined muscles of his chest and abs, thetrail of dark hair leading down to where he stands hard and ready for me.
I lick my lips in anticipation as he turns to face me again.
Without a word, Liam takes hold of me and lifts me up against the wall once more. His mouth crashes onto mine in a searing kiss as he enters me with one swift thrust.
I cry out at the sudden fullness, reveling in the feeling of him stretching and filling me completely. He moves with a controlled urgency, his hips setting a punishing pace that leaves me gasping for air.
I cling to him as he drives deeper and deeper inside of me. I’m lost in the heat and passion of our bodies moving together, consumed by the primal need for release.
Liam’s fingers dig into my hips as he pounds into me harder, his movements becoming frenzied and desperate. I feel pleasure building within me, ready to explode at any moment.
“Come for me,” Liam growls against my lips. And with one final thrust, we both shatter—crying out each other’s names as waves of ecstasy wash over us.
We stay locked together for a few moments, our breaths mingling as we come down from our high. Liam leans his forehead against mine, his eyes closed in bliss.
“You’re incredible,” he whispers hoarsely. “I can’t get enough of you.”
A satisfied smile spreads across my lips as I look at him—tousled hair, flushed skin, and an expression of pure bliss on his face.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Liam
I wakeup to the softness of Audrey’s curves tucked next to me, her warm body molded against mine like a perfect puzzle piece. I can’t help but bury my face in her hair, inhaling deeply. There’s a unique something about her that makes me want to bottle her scent so I can have hernear me when we’re apart.
This week has been a week of firsts. I’ve never slept with a woman without leaving after being with her. But with Audrey . . . and that’s the thing. With Audrey, everything has been different. I’m too old to say that she’s been the first kiss where I’ve felt like I’ve given up my soul, but the truth is, everything with her is just so different.
