Liam moaned deeply. His tongue lapped through me in powerful strokes, and each one sent me higher and higher. Soon, the cold glass was nothing more than an afterthought and the ache in my calf didn’t matter. He was pulling me closer and closer to the edge with every lick, every kiss, and every strong suckle. He focused on each lip individually, teased my clit with the point of his tongue then thrust it inside me. He was trying to taste my deepest area and I wanted him too.
Moans fell from my parted lips in a breathless stream while his powerful grip on my thighs left my legs throbbing. I was close.
“Liam,” I whimpered. “I’m gonna?—”
My orgasm stole my words with my next breath. I came so hard that my eyes rolled back and my aching toes curled even harder. Liam moaned louder, and his tongue licked through me at a feverish pace to ease me through my pleasure.
It was incredible, and I was still breathless by the time he stood up and cupped my face.
“Turn around.”
I obeyed with little thought. Liam unclasped my bra and slid it free while I stared out the window. The heat from my body had left an outline of condensation, an outline that Liam then pressed me against as his own now naked body slid against mine.
His cock slid between the heat of my thighs, and Liam reached around my waist to hold me. As the ridge of his shaft pressed against my over-sensitive pussy, he nibbled at my ear lobe and moaned softly.
“I want someone to look up. Someone to look up and see how beautiful your naked body is pressed against the glass. I want them to watch as I take you apart.”
Liam kicked my legs apart so quickly that I barely had time to take a breath before he thrust his cock deep inside me. I pressed my palms flat against the glass and whimpered.
Then he started to fuck me.
It was insanely erotic to see the city spread out before me as Liam pounded into me. His moans were sharp. He crowded me against the glass so that I had no room to move myself. Seeing the lights and the buildings stretch out like a stone sea was surreal, especially when it felt like the glass could give way at any moment.
My stomach flipped, my heart raced and sweat caused me to slip against the glass. My stiff nipples were trapped in place, and I could only imagine how lewd this would look to anyone taking a roof stroll this late at night.
“Fuck,” Liam grunted against my shoulder between kisses. “You feel so fucking good. It’s like you were made for me, you know that? Fuck. Fuck you’re amazing!”
“Yes,” I gasped, moans ringing my words. “Made for you. I was made for you— fuck!”
We came together, overpowered by pleasure with the city at our feet. It was the most intense orgasm of my life, heightened by the fact that for a few long moments, it felt like we were floating together. Flying over the city with the world below us.
Liam repeatedly kissed me deeply, as he carried me away from the window and we collapsed together on the couch. Limbs tangled, and our bodies became one as exhaustion took over.
“I really should get home,” I murmured into his chest. “I have an early start.”
“Soon,” Liam coaxed softly, stroking my hair. “Rest first.”
I did have to leave, but before I knew it, Liam playing with my hair sent me to sleep so incredibly fast and nothing else mattered.
I awoke to the watery light of 4 a.m. trickling into the penthouse. We remained cuddled during the night, but Liam had nestled against the back of the couch, so it was easy for me to slip from his grasp and grab his clothes.
I wasn’t one to fuck and run but as soon as I woke up, nerves pained my gut. Eli slammed so hard back into my thoughts that I had consideration for nothing else.
I kissed Liam’s sleeping face, then slipped from the apartment, trying to sort myself into something presentable.
I had to confront Eli. He wanted to demand something from me today, and the only way I could stay in control was if I faced him down myself.
On my own terms.
17
CALLIE
“Look how well she is doing.”
Eli’s smarmy words made my skin crawl, but I couldn’t deny the truth to his words. I had arrived at my mother’s hospice with the intention of spending time with her and then confronting Eli but, as always, he was one step ahead of me.
When I arrived, he was already inside, and my rising anger at how dare he show his face died when my mother appeared in the lounge and greeted me by name. She recognized me and knew my name.