Page 16 of All the Gossip from Paris
“Got this one in Bangkok, and also this one.” He turned and showed her his back. Sophie’s mouth fell open as she took in the giant eagle. Its outstretched wings covered Liam’s back from shoulder to shoulder. There was little of the skin on his upper body which wasn’t covered in ink.
“Wow,” she gasped. She couldn’t think of anything else to say, so she offered another, “Wow.”
He shot a wicked grin at her from over his shoulder. “Go on, you can touch the bird. You know you want to Sophie.”
She stepped forward and let her fingers roam over Liam’s flesh. The lines on the eagle were intricate, the true work of an artisan. Whoever had created this design had an amazing eye for detail.
“Where else do you have ink, Liam?” she asked.
He turned and met her gaze. “Pretty much everywhere. The only places I don’t have it are on my neck, lower arms, and legs. Tattoos are frowned upon in some countries like Japan. I figured it would make work more difficult if I couldn’t wear short sleeved shirts or shorts in the heat.”
“Clever thinking,” Sophie said, but she couldn’t take her eyes off his chest. “I like what I see here.” She traced one hand delicately over one of his pecs, goose bumps rising in her wake as she moved to the other one. “And here.”
“You think that’s impressive?”
Liam’s eyes darkened with a flirtatious fire.
“Wait till you see my piercings.”
Piercings. Sophie’s thoughts went to where Liam could possibly have piercings on his body. His chest didn’t have any, which meant they had to be hidden by his leisure pants.
She stepped closer. “Show me.”
Liam cupped her face in his hands, and gave her a teasing kiss. When Sophie looked into his eyes, she caught the glint of sexual longing within them. They were both in this moment together.
He brushed another kiss on her mouth. At the touch of his tongue, Sophie’s lips parted. Liam deepened the kiss. It was raw. She yielded to his unspoken demand. Tongues and lips melded together in a hungry embrace.
Yes.
He drew back briefly from the kiss and gruffly spoke. “I want you to feel the pleasure my piercing gives you. Especially when I’m moving deep inside you.”
As he bent and kissed her once more Sophie’s mind cleared of all her earlier muddled notions. In its place remained one delicious thought. Liam was going to fuck her, and she wasn’t going to regret a single thing about the rest of tonight.
When he finally drew back from the kiss, she caught the slow wicked smile on his lips. She was still watching his mouth as Liam said. “We could start in the bedroom, but I’ve decided we should play out here. With the curtains open.”
If he kept talking like that, she’d burst into flames.
Having sex where someone might see them was both dangerous and intoxicating. They were on the top floor of the hotel, and few other buildings around here were at that height. But it was still a daring risk.
She forced herself not to look out the window. To check if other people could indeed see into the suite. “We could turn the lights off,” she ventured. Her bravery had its limits.
“Whatever you’re comfortable with, Sophie.” After-dark thoughts glimmered in his eyes. “All that matters is me making you feel good.”
Sophie nodded.
He brushed another kiss over her lips. “I want more than a nod, Sophie. I need to hear you say you want me to pleasure you.”
She was on the verge of melting as she whispered. “Yes. I want it all.”
A rough chuckle escaped his lips. “Would you like me to fuck you? You only have to ask.” He was going to make her say it. To shrug off any lingering sense of shy decorum.
“Yes Liam. I want you to fuck me.”
“Well then, let’s begin.”
He moved with casual grace and ease. Sophie had barely had time to take a breath before Liam had slipped her leisure pants over her hips. Down her legs. He followed them all the way to the floor. As he knelt before her, a low dirty chuckle reached her ears.
“Don’t you dare tell me you’ve not been wearing panties all night. Cos if you do, I might just explode,” said Liam.
