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He kissed me back for one more long moment. “Stay right here.”

Liam stood up from the bed, and I watched him unbuckle his jeans and let them fall to the floor. It was already clear even before his underwear hit the floor how aroused he was. For me.

And oh—

He was turned away, opening the drawer of his dresser. Seeing him naked stole my breath. The strong lines of his shoulders ran down his back. Pure strength resided in his thighs, and the rest of the view showed me exactly why he filled out his jeans so well.

Then he turned around.

The condom was already on, and it didn’t make him any less impressive. This was the moment I couldn’t turn back from, and I didn’t want to.

Liam came back and lifted me, guiding us back to the top of the bed where there were pillows and softness. He kissed me gently. “I’m sorry this might hurt.”

Parting my thighs once more, Ifelthim. Already, it was bigger than I’d imagined it feeling. My body still rang with the echoes of pleasure, and I found it easier to relax.

He distracted me, kissing me deeply as he eased in. And in. And in. It hurt, and it didn’t. I couldn’t breathe with the feeling of fullness, and I ached, still wanting more.

“There,” Liam whispered against my lips. “We’re there.”

All I could do was hold on to him and say again the only word I could think of. “More.”

Chapter16

Liam

I’d never seenanything more beautiful than Mara underneath me, finding pleasure beneath my mouth and hands. Now I was inside her and…

It was everything.

Pain warred with pleasure on Mara’s face. “More,” she whispered.

I meant what I said to her. It was an honor to be with her like this. My entire life could pass, and nothing would compare to her trust in me.

Everything in me wanted more of this. I wasn’t going to last long at all. Her body hugged mine like it was meant to be there. I could barely see straight.

Gently, I rocked into her, savoring Mara’s tiny gasp. She squeezed down on me, and I went blind. “Mara.” My voice was ragged. “You feel… God, you feel so good,” I told her.

She lifted her hips toward mine. A silent invitation to continue. I couldn’t take her the way I wanted to tonight—whatever she needed, though, I would give her. But she was surprising the hell out of me. Inside my Mara was a woman who wanted more than life had allowed her, and despite her nerves, she was working to take it.

I wanted everything with her. Every first and every experience. The raw, male part of me loved that I was her first. Beyond her trust and what it meant for her to trust me, Iwantedto be the only one who touched her. I wanted Mara to learn everything with me so we could grow together. There was no comparison to learning someone’s pleasure. Already, I saw the way she responded to rhythm and pressure. When her body was ready, my woman would love hard and fast.

So would I.

She gripped my shoulders and rocked upward, her whole body shuddering, her expression somewhere between delirious and pure determination.

I moved. A slow, easy rhythm for us both. A beginning. No matter the rhythm, I’d wanted her too long. Minutes were all I had. They were going to be the best minutes I could give her.

Rolling, smooth movements that brushed against her body. That small orgasm from my fingers was a victory I wanted to use. I made sure every time I moved, she felt it again. And again. And again. Exactly the same speed I’d used with my fingers.

A low moan sent the rest of the blood I had south. Mara’s voice already turned me on outside of the bedroom. Hearing it like this? Undone and out of pure need?

I wanted to record the way she sounded so I could listen to it over and over again. Her voice was a craving I needed to satisfy, and as if she knew, another low moan reached my ears.

Exactly what I needed.

“Fuck.” The word slipped out of me, all my control gone. Lightning blazed down my spine, unleashing pleasure and heat. Three more thrusts, and I came, her name on my lips.

My soul left my body and my vision disappeared while the waves hit me, the orgasm slicing through me so sharply I went rigid. I braced myself over Mara, trying to make sure I didn’t crush her or hurt her while my body stole all my control.

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