Page 74 of Montana Silence

“That kind of going to bed?” he teased.

“Yes.”

One hand slipped behind my neck to pull me closer and deepen our kiss. I’d learned with him. I knew the kind of roller coaster kissing could take you on, especially with tongues involved.

And every time, we got better.

We sank down onto the bed together. “I want to try something,” I said against his lips.

“Hmm?” Liam moved to kiss my neck. “Something new already? You’re going wild.”

“Maybe I’ve always been wild and didn’t know.”

“Sweetheart, you can be wild all you want. You already drive me wild.”

I laughed, but it turned into a breathless moan under lips and hands. “That was cheesy.”

“And you loved every second.”

Our clothes came off piece by piece. I never got tired of seeing Liam revealed. What felt like miles of perfect skin and muscles that flexed and contracted under my touch. I could trace them, following the lines.

“What did you want to try?”

Instead of telling him, I showed him. I rolled, so I straddled his hips on the bed and smiled down at him. His eyes were full of both lust and amusement. “I see. There are definite advantages to this.”

Before I could ask him what, he lifted me. His strength never failed to make my jaw drop. Lifted me up and up before lowering me…directly over his face.

“Liam?”

His chuckle vibrated against me, and I gasped. “Brace yourself.” I didn’t need to ask what for. His mouth and tongue were on me in that way he had that made me see stars. But like this? Why did it feel so different?

I braced my hands on the headboard, sinking into the pleasure he offered and savoring every second.

Liam held me against his mouth, as relentless as he was gentle. An impossible contradiction driving me higher. He knewexactlywhat my body responded to now and never hesitated to use it for my benefit. The way his tongue curled and the subtle, pulsing rhythm drawing me closer to that bright peak of pleasure.

I dove off the edge and straight into it, shuddering and gasping. My voice didn’t make itself known like this, but Liam never minded. He claimed my entire body spoke to him.

Lifting me again, he dragged me back down, and we came together with a groan. His mouth shone in the hotel light with everything he’d just tasted of me. And now, on top of him, I could barely breathe.

How the smallest changes in position could make things feel new and better and brighter, I wasn’t sure. But I liked the way this felt. I liked how deep he was. I loved being able to see the look on his face. I loved how powerful I felt as I rocked into him and he thrust back.

We’d connected before this hotel, but it was here when he’d first held me through the night. In a way, it felt like this place was the true start of our journey.

Liam dug his fingers into my hips, guiding me, helping me, bringing me down onto him over and over again until I was on the edge, ready to give in and break. He played my body like the finest instrument, and I never wanted anybody else to try.

A few flicks of his fingers, and I collapsed onto his chest in pleasure. Our mouths met, hungry and wanton, the shining aftermath inside me drawn out by him seeking his own climax.

I loved this part. The desperate moments after he drove me to pleasure and before he found his own. Everything was glossy and shining, the orgasm still flickering through my body like a thousand fireworks.

Liam held me close, finishing with my name on his lips before we both caught our breath, sharing each other’s air with soft kisses.

He rolled us to the side and froze. “We went so fast, I forgot the condom.”

Part of me expected to feel terror or regret, but…I didn’t. It felt right. There was nothing between us now, and I liked it that way. We hadn’t talked about it yet, our future, but I saw it.

I wanted kids. A baby who was half Liam and half me? I nearly teared up at the thought. My soul desired the vision so fiercely, it stole my breath.

“It’s okay,” I whispered.

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