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“Fun night,” Liam says, his mood mellow and soft, the atmosphere in the cab of his truck intimate and easy.
“I think everyone loved meeting you,” I say, and what I don’t say is that they were happy meeting ‘him,’ the real Liam. The one I’m lucky enough to get to know.
“You have great people in your life, Harper.”
“You do too,” I say, and think about Liam’s birthday party. He said he doesn’t want anything big, and while I know his friends are planning a huge get together, it does make me want to do something a little more private for him. I sink back into the seat as a plan forms.
“You look like you’re up to something.”
I turn my head. “Know me that well, do you?”
“I might.”
I chuckle, so warm and content being with him. I reach across the seat and put my hand on his thigh. “Maybe there’s something I want to get up.”
“Already there,” he says, and I shift my hand to find him half hard.
“Liam!”
He laughs. “What? I told you that kiss earlier was just a warm up, and I’ve not been able to stop thinking about getting my mouth on you.”
A noise, a mixture between a mewl and moan slides from my lips. I love how much this guy wants me, worships me—in bed at least. Although is that really true? He’s so good to me outside of the bedroom, taking care of Gavin, helping me at home and work.
A silence filled with sexual tension mushrooms inside the truck as he drives us home, and once we reach my place, he slams the vehicle into park and practically jumps from the cab. I laugh, loving his impatience.
“I have to pay the sitter and walk her home.”
“I’ll take care of that,” he says, as I put my key in the door and unlock it.
“I’m quite capable.”
“Your ankle, remember, plus you need to check on the boys and then get naked for me. I’m just speeding up the process.”
“I had no idea you were such an efficiency expert, Liam.”
“I’m a lot of things you don’t know,” he says, so quietly I spin, my gaze roaming his face. I think he’s wrong about that. I know more than he realizes. I turn back and push open the door, and when I enter, I find Tera on the sofa, lost in a book. She stretches when she sees me, and her eyes go a bit wider when she spots Liam coming in behind me.
“Are you okay with Liam walking you home? If not, I will, no problem.”
“That would be great,” she says, a little star-struck as she looks at the infamous hockey player. She gathers her things and hurries outside with Liam. This will definitely give her something to talk about for years to come. I set the slices of cake on the kitchen counter, and hurry to Gavin’s room. He and Holden are fast asleep in the bunk beds.
Deciding to have a quick shower, I make my way to the bathroom, turn the water on and strip off. I step into the hot spray and a moan crawls out of my throat, as I enjoy the glorious heat.
“Did you start without me?” My eyes widen at the sound of Liam’s voice and I wipe the steam from the shower door to see that he’s back already and a little out of breath.
“That was fast,” I say as he locks the door.
“There’s another word I don’t like to hear when I’m getting naked with you,” he teases. “But yeah, I walked Tera home and ran all the way back here.” I laugh and my body tingles all over as he slides the door open and stands before me with a smile and an erection.
“Get your ass in here,” I say, and grab his hand and tug. He steps in, closes the door, and turns me until my back is pressed against his chest. His hands slide around my stomach, and go higher until he’s cupping my aching breasts. I lay my head on his shoulder as he teases my hard nipples and deep between my legs, I grow needy. “Liam,” I murmur. God, will I ever get enough of this man? He’s like an addiction I can’t quit, which isn’t a good thing. I pray when our time is over, he’ll be out of my system.
“Need something?”
he asks, his hot breath on my ear. I whimper, and he presses wet, open-mouthed kisses to my neck as one hand slides down, until it’s between my quivering legs. I push forward, seeking his touch, and his groan of approval curls around me, stimulates me even more. He parts my damp lips with deft fingers, and a keening cry catches in my throat as he lightly strokes my clit.
“Such a needy, needy girl,” he murmurs against my skin.
“Since it’s all your fault, you’re responsible for fixing it.”
