Page 81 of Because of Liam

Chapter Fifty

It’smid-morning now and River is sleeping in my arms, her sweet bottom nestled against me. After we made love for the second time, she was so spent, she fell asleep almost as soon as I pulled out of her. She didn’t hear me when I went to the bathroom to get cleaned up or when I went into the kitchen and set the coffeemaker to start in a couple of hours. She didn’t hear me when I came back into the room and locked the door again but not before taping a sign to it with the words.

DO NOT DISTURB. NO ONE IS HERE. GO AWAY.

I have no idea what her handwriting looks like and just hand-printed words I thought would sound like River. I hope Skye will take the hint and not knock or try to get into the bedroom. When I got back in the bed with her, I pulled her tired body into mine and she curled against me and let out a contented moan. I almost woke her up again. Almost, but she needs rest, and she has to be sore from all the sex we had.

I pull the covers over us and spoon with her. I realize I’m thinking of this as making love and not sex or fucking. There’s a difference. Most people just have sex, some get to make love. I have always enjoyed a good fuck, but sex was basically something I did to scratch an itch.

I have never, until this moment, thought of it as making love. And it had been so good, so fucking good, I know I’ll never forget her taste, her smell, and the images in my mind. And I don’t want to.

I kiss her head and make myself more comfortable around her and then close my eyes and allow myself to fall sleep.

The smell of coffee wakes me up and I’m starving. I haven’t eaten since last night, well, at least nothing with calories, and I guess based on the amount of light coming into the room it has to be past noon. I nuzzle River’s hair and inhale her spicy scent. She is fast asleep still and I watch her, unguarded. I take in her peaceful face as she sleeps. Her lips are swollen still from our kisses, her lashes are long and naturally curved. The swell of her breasts rise and fall steadily with each breath. I want her again. I’ll never get enough of this girl, but I’m not sure of what we have here. What does she want? Is this just a hookup for her? Friends with benefits? I want more than that, but I’m not sure how to make it clear. I don’t want to scare her off. There is so much happening. We still have to figure the issue with Jon. Hell, if both River and Logan hadn’t made me promise I wouldn’t kill the bastard, he’d be dead by now.

I shake those thoughts away. I don’t want to think of that asshole while I’m here with River. I want to enjoy this moment and go back to watching her, and then my lips find the curve of her shoulder and kiss all the exposed skin I can find. Her back, her neck, her shoulder with barely there kisses.

She whimpers and shifts a little and her ass pushes into me.

“Hmm, you’re poking me, Liam,” she murmurs, and her sleepy voice sounds like an invitation to me, but I hold back.

She turns in my arms and her head rests on my chest. “What time is it?”

I look back over my shoulder at the alarm clock. “One-eleven.”

“Hmm, ones follow me everywhere. I’m always seeing ones. Mom says it’s a message from angels.”

“It could be, but the only angel I see here is you.”

She giggles. “Don’t tell me you’re also a poet, Liam.”

“Sure, I am. Would you like to hear one of my poems?”

She looks at me now, her eyes bright and a smile on her lips. “Let’s hear it.”

I clear my throat as if I’m about to make an important announcement.

“Roses are red. Violets are blue. I love your pussy and I want inside of you.”

She’s laughing so hard; her whole body is shaking. “You’re a terrible poet.”

“What? You think you can do better?”

“Of course!”

“Let’s hear it.” I toss her words back to her.

“Roses are red. Violets are blue. Your cock is beautiful, can I please suck you?”

I groan and she is getting a big kick out of it. “You’re killing me.”

“Why? You don’t like my poem?” She fake pouts.

“It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard. If there’s an award for poets, you should get it. Heck, I will buy you a trophy myself.”

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