Page 108 of Just Between Us

“Together?” Liam asks with a hopeful note.

“I hear the world is running out of water. Together is the responsible thing to do.”

After another stretch, Liam rolls out of bed. “Gotta go let Mutt out. Wait for me.”

I let my eyes flutter closed while the sounds of Liam baby talking to Mutt fade as he moves down the hall. A door opens and closes and in another minute Liam’s perched on the edge of the bed, fingertips gliding through my hair. “Up and at ’em, sleeping beauty.” The bed shifts as Liam stands.

Groaning, I slowly peel my eyes open. We’re both still completely nude, and let me tell you, having Liam’s naked body be the first thing I see is something a girl could get used to. He’s already half hard and all he’s doing is looking at me. My mouth waters at the sight of him, thinking of all the things he did to my body last night. On instinct, I press my thighs together.

“See something you like?”

When I don’t respond, Liam lets out a low chuckle and takes my hand, dragging me up until I’m standing. I allow him to lead me to the bathroom where the shower’s already on, tendrils of steam curling around the mirror, fogging up the silver surface. Liam claims my mouth, slowly walking us under the warm spray while his tongue works magic with my own.

The backs of my knees hit the tiled bench and I drop onto it, my shoulder blades hitting the cool surface of the tiled wall. A shiver rolls through me at the contact, goose bumps rising onto my arms and legs.

“Can I get a taste of you, baby?”

Okay, so maybe Josie can wait just a little bit longer.

Before I’ve even finished nodding, Liam’s on his knees, draping one of my legs over his shoulder and oh what a taste he gets. With his tongue, he devours me like he’s starved and I’m the only thing that will satisfy his craving. His entire mouth covers me while he flicks his tongue against my clit in a way that makes my vision blur around the edges.

“Been thinking about tasting this pretty little cunt since I had my fingers inside of you on Valentine’s Day.”

He pushes two fingers inside me, curling them forward, while his mouth returns to ravishing me like it’s his damn job. My hand tangles in his dark waves, the other gripping the edge of the seat to steady myself from this welcome assault. Through heavy-lidded eyes I watch him, rivulets of water streaming down his back, muscles in his neck and shoulders flexing each time he adjusts his angle, his mouth plucking me apart with each swipe of his tongue.

Liam on his knees, head between my legs is enough to make me forget I ever,everconsidered settling for anything less than this.

Pressure builds at the base of my spine as Liam’s pace quickens. The English language eludes me, helpless little sounds all I can manage. Each one earns me a groan from Liam that vibrates directly against my center, compounding my pleasure until I’m a panting mess. Sliding his fingers out, he stands, pulling a whimper from my throat at the loss of contact. I was so close to release, too.

“Need inside you.” His words are a low, desperate sound.

Liam circles my wrist to haul me up. His mouth lands on mine in a rough, desperate kind of kiss. The taste of me is still on his tongue, which gives me this addictive sense of power, similar to what I felt last night. He spins me so my back is flush against his front, his thick erection pressing into my ass cheek. One hand grips my hip, fingers digging into my flesh, while the other reaches to remove the shower head from its mount. He quickly flips the setting so the spray changes to a pulsing stream.

I’ve gotten myself off this way plenty of times before and I know exactly how I like it. Taking the showerhead from his hand, I guide it to my aching bundle of nerves.

“Holy fuck, that’s hot,” Liam rasps against my neck, right as he bends me over and slams into me in one single thrust. My knees turn liquid, almost giving out at the combined pleasure,but Liam somehow manages to keep me upright as he sets a punishing rhythm.

“God, Liam, yes. Harder,” I cry out, and god bless him, he obliges with a force that makes me forget my own name.

“Cassie,” Liam groans out my name like it’s being torn from somewhere deep in his chest. “I’m already so close.”

“Me,” I pant out on a ragged breath, “too.”

My orgasm hits all at once and I unravel at the seams. The only thing holding me up is Liam’s arm, now banded around my waist. He slams into me one last time, chanting nonsensical things I can scarcely make out, what with my heart pounding in my ears.

The showerhead drops from my hand, clattering to the tiled floor, as Liam pulls me up to press a trail of wet kisses from my shoulder to my cheek as our breaths even out.

We’re only fifteen minutes late to Josie’s, but I’m sure she’ll have plenty to say about it. Our little impromptu slumber party left me with nothing to wear but Liam’s clothes. I guess this is our official announcement. Showing up together, me in his AC/DC T-shirt and rolled up sweatpants, is a dead giveaway. I’m not even wearing a bra. I thought I’d have to go barefoot or stop by my apartment until Liam remembered a pair of flip flops I left in his truck last summer.

Ever the gentleman, Liam insists on opening my door to help me from his truck and we enter Josie’s house, pinkies hooked together.

“Sorry we’re late,” I announce as we enter the kitchen. Tyler is sitting at the table with a cup of coffee andThe Wall Street Journalwhile Josie’s back is to us, bending to remove somethingfrom the oven. Voices of the rest of my family can be heard drifting in from further within the house.

“I was beginning to think I should send out a search party. Food’s all set up in the dining room on the buffet, but I can’t promise the bacon is still warm. And nobody likes limp meat.” Josie gives a quick chuckle at herself. “I did have to make more biscuits though, so at least those are wa—” Her words cut off as she turns, gives Liam and me a once over and her eyes go wide. “Ohmygodyallfucked.” It’s a rushed, one word statement, and she claps a hand over her mouth.

Tyler folds the paper and stands. “And that’s my cue. I think I’ll join everyone in the dining room.” He drops a kiss to the top of Josie’s head and pats my arm affectionately as he passes us. Right as he’s gone, Penny appears in the doorway holding a glass of orange juice.

“Who fucked?” Then her eyes land on me, clad head to toe in Liam’s clothes. “Ohhhh.”