Page 19 of Begin Again, Part 2

The problem with his plan was that even the cheapest dress at Nicci's would cost an entire month's salary. But she didn't tell him this. Instead, she spent the rest of the drive to the boutique stewing in anger while she scrolled through her phone, mentally calculating how many meals she'd have to forego to pay off a dress she didn't even want.

They spent almost an hour at Nicci's going through their formal dress collection. Eden would have been done in five minutes, but Liam wasn't satisfied with any of the dresses she tried on. She eventually settled on a black ruched racer-front neck midi dress and paired it with Jimmy Choo heels and a matching clutch big enough to house her phone, keys, and lipstick.

When Liam walked into the changing room, Eden was all dressed up and ready to strike her first business deal.

Their eyes collided in the mirror and held ever so briefly before his gaze lazily caressed her from head to toe, a small smirk tugging at his lips.

"What are you doing here?" she asked as she turned from the mirror to scowl at him, wishing she could kick herself for blushing like a schoolgirl at the hint of approval in his eyes. "How did they even allow you in?"

Wordlessly, Liam crossed the small space and kissed her, his hand gliding through her hair while the other pressed her close to him. Eden whimpered on his lips when she felt his thick erection on her stomach. She placed her hand over him and gently kneaded, sighing when his cock twitched. She smiled, happy to see she was doing something right. The thought emboldened her somewhat, and she varied her rhythm and intensified her caresses as she worked way up and down slowly over his hard length.

"Hell. Princess. If. You. Don't. Stop—" Liam croaked, his breathing laboured as he closed his eyes and threw his head back while she continued to stroke and caress him.

Soon, though, just touching him through his pants was no longer enough, and Eden wanted to feel him throb in her hand the same way she yearned to have him deep inside of her.

She fumbled with his zipper, but Liam quickly snatched up her hand and kissed it before dropping it back down.

"Hold still," he said gruffly as he snapped a diamond cuff on her left wrist before she could even protest. His fingers lingered on her other wrist, playing with the moon charm on her cheapie bracelet, a thoughtful look in his eye.

Sensing a change in his mood, Eden pulled her hand away. "We should get going. We don't want to be late."

"Not yet," Liam shook his head and spun her around, leaving her gasping for air when his arms enveloped her waist, pressing her body to his as his gaze held her spellbound in the mirror.

Mesmerised by the sensuous image in front of her, Eden watched as his reflection gently pushed her hair aside and kissed her neck, his lips reigniting the flames he'd lit up earlier in the car, the fire in her centre threatening to rage out of control at his touch.

She purred and leaned into him, enjoying the feel of his hard-on in the small of her back, wishing she could have it elsewhere.

"We can't do that here. We'll get caught." Even as she tried to convince him and herself, the ache between her thighs couldn't be appeased.

"That's okay. I won't take you here, even though I desperately want to," Liam said as he clasped one of the matching diamond studs onto her ear. She was still reeling from his searing touch when his tongue on her earlobe sent an exhilarated spark shooting up her spine. "But tonight, Princess, I'm going to eat you out and fuck you so hard the only cock you'll ever want is mine."

The promise—no—the threat in his words and the sensation of pleasure and pain as he grazed and nipped her ear gently with his teeth sent a wave of desire rushing from her toes to her core so intense it left her weak and breathless, she sagged against him and moaned out loud.

"You like that?" he asked, uncovering the other side of her neck as he brushed her hair away and slipped the second earring in place. "The thought of my cock inside you?"

This time, when he lowered his head, it wasn't a fleeting, light kiss he left. He latched on with his lips and sucked and nibbled, leaving marks and imprints of his desire on her delicate skin.

"Yes," she panted, shaking with need, every nerve ending on her body overloaded with mind-numbing sensations.

"Look up," Liam commanded, his hands sliding up her waist, pausing briefly on her ribcage before he cradled her breasts possessively.

Eden shook her head, refusing to look in the mirror because she knew what she'd find there, and she didn't want to see her horny, wanton self.

"It wasn't a request, Princess," he growled, biting into the bare flesh of her shoulder playfully.

The brief pain startled Eden out of her foggy desire. She did as he asked and was completely bewildered, unable to reconcile the girl in the mirror with her heavy eyes, swollen lips and tousled hair with the image of her usually prim and proper self that had earned her sainthood from her friends.

"All of this is mine, Princess," Liam whispered as his hands roamed all over her body. "And tonight, I will reclaim what's mine."

With that, he turned her around again, grasped her jaw, and kissed her long and hard, leaving her gasping for breath as she moaned and whimpered in his arms.

"Now, let's go make some money," Liam said at last as he kissed her forehead and helped her fix her dress.

He left her in the dressing room to collect herself. Moments later, when she came out, looking like an executive assistant of a powerhouse, Liam had already taken care of the payment for her clothes. He whisked her off to the car before she could even ask for an invoice so she could reimburse him later.

Eden was silent for a large part of the ride to the restaurant, lost in thought, her body buzzing with anticipation for what lay ahead.

She tried to focus on Liam's voice while he briefed her on Vic Randolph's wife. Once or twice, she paged through the dossier Clara had neatly compiled for her, but her mind was already at Liam's house and on all the filthy things he planned to do to her.

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