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“Liam...” Macy broke away, her voice low and breathy. She leaned back, looking up at me.
I gazed at her, noting the golden flecks in her eyes, her long, dark lashes. I could honestly stare at her for days. Moving my hand up to her face, I traced the outline of her jaw with my finger, a soft hum vibrating low in her throat.
“Yes?” I asked.
“Oh...” she groaned, biting down hard on her lip and shaking her head. “We shouldn’t do this.”
My gut clenched hard. I definitely did not want to hear those words. “Why not?”
“Because this isn’t going to work out. And you seem like a really nice guy and we’re both going to end up getting hurt. I can see this entire thing between us unraveling.”
“Wow—I didn’t know you were psychic,” I joked, even though inside, my stomach turned.
“Last night was great. You’re great. But you live in California, I live in Peachtree Grove. Let’s be honest with each other here—we have no future.”
“Ouch,” I said, still cupping her face. She rested her cheek against my palm, so I forged ahead, doing my best to sound convincing. “Maybe you should give us a chance.”
Macy sighed, long and hard. “It’s a terrible idea.”
Still, she didn’t move away.
“Is it?” I asked, dropping another soft kiss on her lips. She melted into me, and I knew I’d won this round. Snaking my hand around the back of her neck, the pad of my thumb massaged her tender skin. She opened her mouth to me and I swept in, our tongues tangling. The blood from my head rushed to my lower body, my cock swelling as we kissed harder and faster. Macy pressed her body up against mine, her breasts smashed against my chest. My heart pounded hard and fast, and I wondered if she could feel the thudding through my shirt.
After a few minutes, Macy broke away, her cheeks flushed. “C’mon.”
10
MACY
Taking Liam’s hand in mine, I led him down the hall to my bedroom, kicking the door shut behind us and locking it. The absolute last thing I needed was Everly walking in on us. She’d flip out and I didn’t need that on my conscience too.
“Fuck it,” I said, peeling off my T-shirt and tossing it to the floor. Next went my jeans, then I stood before Liam in only my matching navy bra and panties. At least it was a real upgrade from the robe/turban combo this morning.
Glancing at his face, I didn’t think he’d mind anything I wore at the moment, though. Honestly, less was probably more.
“Beautiful,” he murmured, his voice soft and husky, his pupils dark and wide with desire.
I loved the effect I had on him, sending a surge of empowerment jolting through me. Riding this wave of confidence, I stepped towards him and unbuttoned his jeans. His cock twitched as I pulled down the denim and he kicked out of his shoes, then his pants. I rubbed him through the soft cotton of his boxer briefs and he throbbed beneath my hand.
Smiling up at him, I lifted his shirt an inch, sliding my fingers along the hard ridges of his abs. I’d been right about him at the bar—a beautiful body lay beneath his clothes—long, lean muscles perfectly proportioned over his tall, lithe frame. I wanted to feel his strength on me, in me. Impatiently, I tugged his shirt over his head and he chuckled.
“In a hurry?” he asked, his eyes glinting in the soft light of my room.
“Once I decide to do something, I don’t fool around,” I said, pressing my body up against his. Heat radiated off his smooth, hard chest and my nipples pebbled, peaking in the thin satin material of my bra. Liam cupped my breasts, his thumbs tweaking at my nipples, and my breath hitched in my throat.
“You like that?” he asked, dropping his lips to my neck, trailing kisses all the way down, over my shoulder, then across my chest.
I could barely breathe, so I just nodded. Heat shot through me, all the way to my core, wetness pooling in my panties. Liam kept going, kneeling down so his teeth could graze the points of my nipples. Sharp bolts of pleasure darted from my chest out to my arms, my legs, until every inch of my skin tingled. His hand found the clasp of my bra, unhooking it and pulling the fabric away from my skin with his teeth. Liam’s tongue traced small, tight circles around my nipples and my core clenched with anticipation. My body hummed beneath his hot mouth as he sucked at my skin, his hands coming around to my ass and palming it.
“Anyone ever tell you that you have a great ass?” he murmured into my skin, the vibration of his voice causing chill bumps to rise on my skin.
“Thanks,” I whispered, running my fingers through his soft hair, the prickle of his short neck hairs tickling my fingers.
He trailed his kisses down my stomach, to the edge of my panties. Hooking his fingers in the satin fabric, he pulled them down, letting them fall to the ground. His mouth found my center and he swirled his tongue on my clit, squeezing the backs of my thighs and pulling me closer to him. I could barely stand at this point, so I was glad his strong hands held me, supported me.
“Liam,” I moaned, my eyes fluttering shut in ecstasy. If he kept up this barrage, I was going to come right there in the middle of the room.
His tongue darted in, licking and sucking, spreading me apart for him and I felt myself unraveling. My hands kneaded the tight muscles of his shoulders, dancing along the broad plane of his back. The man was downright sexy, especially kneeling between my legs.
