A soft smile stretched my face. It was one of the cutest things I’d ever seen. Carefully, I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed my phone. Opening the camera, I snapped a photo. Liam’s eyes flew open. He scowled. “Did you just take a picture of me?” His voice was raspy from sleep, ragged in a way that sent pleasant shivers down my spine.
Liam’s eyes squinted as if trying to put pieces of a puzzle together. “What the hell is on my head?”
I started to laugh, couldn’t help it. They were just so adorable. “Trouble.”
Liam grimaced and reached up to grab the kitten, setting him at the foot of the bed. Trouble swatted at his hand. “That cat. We should have named him Docile, maybe he would’ve lived up to that name.”
I set my phone on the nightstand and lay back on the pillows. “He loves you. He wants to be close to you and your scent.”
Liam grunted. “More like he’s trying to assert his dominance over me.” I chuckled. Liam raised the covers. “Come over here, you’re too far away.”
My body hummed, and I didn’t hesitate. I scooted right over and was instantly enveloped by Liam’s warmth. He flipped me around so that my back was to his front, and he seemed to cover me. It had to be one of the best feelings in the world. Safe. Warm. Loved.
I kissed his forearm that was wrapped around me. “Good morning.”
“Morning, beautiful.” Liam’s raspy voice tickled my ear. “You sleep well?”
I nodded. I’d passed out as soon as I hit the sheets last night and didn’t even remember Liam climbing into bed. “Sorry I was dead to the world when you got done with Walker.”
Liam swept his lips across my temple. “You don’t have to apologize. You needed your rest.”
I wiggled against him, trying to get even closer. “I missed you, though.” Something long and hard pressed up against my backside. My core clenched.
“You have me now.” Liam’s hand slipped under my tank, drawing little circles on my stomach, slowly trailing the pattern up.
My heart rate picked up. “I’m glad.”
Liam palmed one of my breasts, kneading and massaging. It was the slowest of builds, he took all the time in the world as he worked his way closer to my nipple. He sucked the lobe of my ear into his mouth, and I arched back into him.
Liam’s fingers closed around the hard points at the tips of my breasts. “I have a thing for these. An obsession, really. I could play with your tits all damn day.” I felt him grin against my neck. “Actually, that sounds like a great plan. Call in sick to work, and we can stay in bed all day.”
I laughed, but it turned into a groan as Liam gave one of my nipples a pull. Two could play this game, though. I reached my hand behind me and slipped my fingers beneath the waistband of his boxers. I gripped Liam’s cock, and he let out a curse.
I grinned. His skin was so soft, such a juxtaposition to the hardness beneath. I let my hand explore every curve, dip, and ridge, the dusting of hair at his base, the tip that leaked at my touch. I left no stone unturned.
Liam worked one hand under the band of my pajama pants, his breathing heavy. “You’re going to undo me.”
I turned my head so that my lips could meet his. “That’s the plan.”
Liam’s finger slipped between my folds. My blood seemed to simmer in anticipation. He dipped a digit into my opening, taking the wetness and spreading it to my clit. I tugged my bottom lip between my teeth as Liam drew lazy circles around that bundle of nerves.
Each sweep of his finger drove me a little bit higher, twisted that cord inside me a little bit tighter. I let out a moan. Liam pulled my pajamas lower. “Let me come inside.”
I pushed back against him, instinctively seeking what I needed most in that moment. “Yes.” It came out as a hoarse whisper.
Liam pulled his boxers down, and then he was entering me, the stretching sensation delicious. It was still almost too much—in the perfect way. Liam gave me a moment to adjust, for the hint of pain to turn to molten heat.
I arched back against Liam, my sign for him to move. And he did. Slowly at first, entering and retreating. Then a little bit faster, deeper. And then he hit a spot I didn’t think existed.
“Liam,” I breathed his name as though I weren’t sure if he was real, if this feeling was real. My legs began to tremble, and my body started to clench.
Liam drove even deeper, hitting that sweet spot over and over. As I arched back into him, Liam pressed down on my clit. He gave one more thrust, the deepest yet, and released inside me. Light flashed behind my eyes, and I came apart, fracturing into a million little pieces, each piece dancing and sparking until they came back together, and I came down to Earth.
We were both breathing heavily. Liam, still inside me, twitched. I groaned. “That was…” I let my words trail off, unsure of what would do that experience justice.
Liam kissed my temple, the spot that always sent a pleasant shiver down my spine. “That was everything.” He held me even closer to him. “I love you, Tessa.Youare everything to me.”
My heart fisted and relaxed. “I never thought I’d have this. I’d resigned myself to being alone.” Liam gave me a squeeze. I shook my head. “I was okay with it because better alone than always hurting, right?”
