Page 56 of Twisted Beauty

“So you’re not just bossy in the kitchen.” Liv had a gleam in her eyes when she looked into his. Even breathless and frantic, she was all sass.

He cupped a hand behind her neck and brought her mouth to his. “Damn right. Never forget who’s in charge here,” he said against her lips, fighting back a smile, knowing full well that would rile her up. Before she could open that sassy mouth to reply, he pulled her lower lip into his mouth and sucked until she moaned.

He tucked his thumbs in the waistband of her leggings and slid them down her legs. Dropping to his knees, he kissed her mound through the thin lace of her underwear and heard her gasp.

So damned sexy.

He ran his hand up her leg and stroked between her thighs, feeling her heat and moisture through the fabric. Her hands tightened in his hair and she rocked her hips into him.

“I’ve wanted to touch you like this since the first time I saw you.” The image of her standing outside the taxi with a suitcase at her feet was burned into his memory. The way she’d stared at him with those big eyes and that slinky body, like a Siren sent to destroy him. Pretty damned close to the truth.

He ran his knuckles over the center of her panties and then slipped a thumb underneath the lace. She tightened her grip on his hair and breathed his name.

“You’re so wet for me.”

She writhed against him and he pulled the lace down her thighs, shifting her legs farther apart as he freed one leg at a time.

“Fuck.” One look at her neatly trimmed mound confirmed she was a natural redhead. Every part of her was perfection. He ran a finger along her opening and felt her shudder. “Can I kiss you here?”

When she didn’t answer, he looked up at her and she nodded.

He parted her with this thumbs and licked up her center. At the taste of her, he practically came in his shorts. She cried out, and he felt the sound ripple through his entire body.

“So sweet,” he muttered against her skin.

When he licked again, her knees buckled. Reaching up, he grabbed her hips to steady her. He stood up slowly, dragging his mouth from her body, and wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Matt.” She dug her fingers into his biceps and whimpered. “Please.”

“Shhh. I’m not finished.” He shifted her over to the rug and lowered her onto it until she was flat on her back. “I need you spread out for me.”

Matt ran his tongue down between her breasts and over her stomach, taking in every dip and curve and committing it to memory while she squirmed beneath him.

“Wait, the…window,” she said through gasps and he chuckled against the creamy skin of her thigh. Had she just now realized they were in front of an open sliding glass door?

“Only gulls out there today.” He blew a stream of air onto her bare flesh and her hips twitched toward him. “I’m sure as hell not sharing this view with anyone else.”

Liv lifted onto her elbows to look at him, and tilted her head like she wanted to say something. Her face was flushed, and her hair cascaded in messy waves over her shoulders. If she kept looking at him like that, he’d give her anything she wanted. And that should really scare the shit out of him.

He traced his tongue over her again, watching her eyes close and her head fall back. When she dropped down onto the rug, he lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders, stroking a finger through her slick heat. She fisted her hands into the rug and muttered his name.

He slid his finger inside her and she moaned. Taking his time, he stroked in and out and flicked his tongue lightly over her swollen nub. When he wrapped his mouth over her clit and sucked, her hips bucked up and she let out a soft cry.

Fuck, that sound was delicious. He couldn’t get enough of it.

Her body started to tremble and he slowed his motions, not wanting this to end so soon, but he was too late. She clamped down on his finger and her back arched in response. He continued circling his tongue over her, dragging out her orgasm until her body relaxed beneath him.

“So beautiful,” he whispered.

Matt slid up next to her and smoothed the hair back from her face while her breathing slowed. Eyes closed, lips parted, and glistening wet between her legs.

A sheen of sweat coated his chest and he flipped onto his back. If he looked at her any longer, he wouldn’t be able to wait another second to get inside her. He closed his eyes and tried to breathe.

Liv’s hand stroked over his jaw and he felt her hot breath in his ear. “You’re overdressed.”

If he hadn’t been struggling so hard for control, he might have laughed.

She curled up against him and traced her hand down his chest until she reached his erection, touching lightly down the length of him before tugging again at his shorts.