Page 39 of Knot Really Engaged
I like her like this, boneless, needy—pleasing for me. She’s at the mercy of my hands and my mouth—the things I can do to her.
No, the things I want to do with her. But I’llteach her to be patient while drowning her with pleasure.
The entire world fades away as she grinds her lithe body against mine.
“God, babe . . . I want to devour you,” I murmur, nipping at her rapid pulse point. She tastes of flowers, Audrey, and I can’t get enough.
“Liam, please . . .”
The desperation in her voice nearly undoes me. Part of me aches to shed the last shreds of clothing between us and lose myself in her warmth. But there’s that doubt inside me. Are we ready for this?
What if I just give her what she deserves without personal gratification? I can worship her and shatter her all night long. I can wait until we’re sure, that we’re both ready to take that step. It’s not like I don’t want to be inside of her; it’s just that I don’t want her to regret it.
With new resolve,I capture her lips again with bruising intensity. If this moment is all I’ll have of her, I need to burn it into my memory. To savor every gasp, every caress, before the dream shatters. For now, she’s mine. And I’ll be damned if I don’t drink my fill while I can.
I wrap my hands around Audrey’s curved hips, feeling the smooth swell of her ass under my touch. With a strong lift, I hoist her up into my arms, and she giggles, wrapping her legs securely around mywaist. I carry her toward my room. Her lips leave a trail of hot kisses along my neck and earlobe, making my body tremble with anticipation.
Finally reaching our destination, I gently place Audrey on the plush bed. She lets out a contented sigh and arches her back, her eyes burning with desire as she watches me intently. My hands reach to the elastic of her shorts, ready to bare her in front of me.
I can’t resist the urge to plant a tender kiss on the inside of her thighs, causing her to shiver with pleasure. Slowly, I slide down the fabric and let my mouth explore every inch of her exposed skin. The scent of her arousal fills the air as I make my way closer to her center, ready to taste her glistening apex.
Her soft whimpers fill the air as I trail scorching kisses up the inside of her thighs. The scent of her arousal has become an intoxicating elixir that clouds my senses. With each tantalizing inch I conquer, the anticipation builds, coiling tighter within me like a tightly wound spring. With a sly grin, I push her legs apart and continue my journey up, leaving a trail of goose bumps in my wake.
“You taste so sweet,” I murmur against her skin before diving in to devour her glistening heat.
“Liam . . .” She breathes my name, her voice husky with need. My name on her lips sounds like apromise and does something to my chest that I prefer to ignore and concentrate just on her—her pleasure.
The velvety texture of her arousal coats my tongue as I trace circles around her clit, making her moan and squirm beneath me.
Her back arches off the bed, hips straining against my firm grip as I tease her mercilessly with my tongue. Her hands gripping the comforter as she whimpers my name through trembling lips. “Liam . . . More, please . . .” The raw desperation in her voice sends a jolt of arousal through me. I want to give her release, but I also crave the sweet torture of holding her on the edge. Dragging my tongue up her slick folds, I suck her throbbing clit into my mouth.
“Fuck,” Audrey cries out, her thighs clamping around my head.
I increase the pressure, swirling and lapping at that exquisite bundle of nerves. She’s close. I can feel it in the frantic rolls of her hips. But just before she tumbles over into ecstasy, I pull back, planting wet kisses along her inner thighs.
“No . . . no, no.” Her fingers knot in my hair, trying to force me back between her legs. “Don’t stop.”
I release a mirthless laugh. “Don’t be cruel.”
Gazing up the length of her flushed body, Idrink in the erotic sight—her chest heaving, nipples taut, face contorted in delicious agony. Licking my lips, I savor her honeyed essence. “Not yet, love. You’re not allowed to come until I say so.”
“You’re killing me, Cohen,” she whines, still squirming from the ache I’ve stoked.
I want to make her come undone, but it will be on my terms. Settling between her thighs once more, I blow against her center a couple of times. “You’re at my mercy, baby.”
“I’ll remember that when I’m the one in charge.” She threatens me.
“We’ll see.” I laugh and resume a torturously slow exploration with my mouth and fingers until she’s writhing and begging incoherently beneath me. Only then do I finally let her find her blissful release, drinking down her cries of pleasure.
As the aftershocks fade, Audrey blinks at me with a sated smile, her cheeks flushed and hair tousled. “You’re evil, Liam Cohen.”
“Guilty as charged.” I brush my lips against her thigh, teasing her pussy one more time, and reveling in her breathlessness. “But I bet you loved every minute of it.”
The rise and fall of her chest create an enticing rhythm. I roll onto my side next to her, taking in the sight of her disheveled beauty. “You know, you’rethe most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, Little McCallister.”
Audrey’s cheeks turn a lovely shade of pink as she leans in to pepper featherlight kisses along the curve of my neck. “Hmm, somehow I believe you tonight.”
I wrap my arm around her and pull her close, inhaling her sweet scent. “Go to sleep now, babe.”
