Page 47 of Raise Me Up


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Drawing back, I gaze into her eyes as my heart pounds hard enough to break ribs.

How could she be so reckless with her heart?

She guides me out of my thoughts, reaching up to undo my hair. Her little smile as it tumbles down has me leaning in to nip at her bottom lip.

These glimpses of her naughtiness absolutely wreck me. As her confidence grows, I can only imagine how dangerous she’ll become. How she’ll put both me and Beau on our knees.

Maybe I won’t ruin her.

Maybe she’ll beourdownfall. Because in my head, we’re doomed to come together again.

Stas wiggles out of my arms and drops to her feet. Clutching my hand, she leads me through her apartment. I frown at the boxes piled in the dark corners, wondering if I should offer to help her unpack.

That concern vanishes when she pulls me into her bedroom. Tugging her against me, I run inked fingers through her silky hair, taking a moment to admire her. “You are so fucking perfect, angel.”

She shakes her head, her little nose scrunching. “I have no wings. No halo. I’m stuck down here on the ground, looking up at you on a pedestal.”

I blink at her in shock as she eases her hands up my shirt to rest over my abs. They quiver beneath her warm touch. A little rumble of approval slips from me.

We trade off stripping pieces of clothing from each other’s bodies. When she gets me down to my boxers, her eyes flash with panic as she slowly removes them.

I grip her chin between inked fingers, bringing her eyes back to mine. “What do you need?”

Her eyes shine with determination. “You. I don’t want you to hold back.”

Growling, I move her hand to wrap it around my cock. “Do you feel what you do to me when you say shit like that?”

“I’m not afraid of you, Liam.”

I force her body back until her legs hit the bed. She collapses onto it. I lean down to kiss her hard, coaxing my way into her mouth with my tongue. Her fingers claw at me, eager to drag me on top of her.

“You don’t know what you’re asking for,” I warn.

“I do, Liam.Please.”

She thinks she can handle me. I can’t help but want to give her a taste. Wrapping my hand around her neck, I position her body sideways along the edge of the bed. It’s a heady vision, seeing her mouth level with my cock. She’s at my mercy, and I’m drowning in a sea of fixation.

“You think you want me unhinged, Anastasia?” I brush my thumb under the curve of her lip.

Wide-eyed, her throat bobs as she nods. I hadn’t planned on actually testing her, but she seems to enjoy being handled this way, so I dive a hand into her hair and drag her closer. “Good. Open for me.”

My blood thunders in my veins when her lips part. She quickly wets them with her tongue before sneaking a lick at my crown. I groan, tightening my fingers in her hair. I shouldn’t love stepping over this boundary, but I get off on breaking the rules. So yeah, I’m gonna let my best friend’s sister blow me if that’s what she wants to do.

“Easy,” I murmur, slowly feeding her my cock. Her chest rises and falls in rapid succession as I let her get comfortable with my crown. She bobs there in a lazy rhythm, sucking me hard enough to have my knees threatening to buckle.

“Fuck. You’re so good at being bad for me.”

I ease deeper into her mouth, relishing in the way she’s running her tongue over me. When I hit the back of her throat, tears form in her eyes. I swipe a rogue one away.

As much as I want to stay buried in her warm, wet mouth, I pull out a few inches so she can catch her breath. I’m not tame when it comes to sexual activities, and the idea of finding her limits has me nearly spilling prematurely.

“Do you want me to touch you?” I ask huskily.

She whimpers on my soaked length. I trace my free hand down her curves and rest it between her legs to cup her sex, smirking at the way her body tightens in anticipation.

Dragging my cock out of her mouth, I bend down until we’re breathing the same air. I take her jaw in my other hand, and lick up one of her tears. Then I sink a finger deep into her slick, hot pussy. Her eyes shudder closed, more tears rolling down her cheeks.

I move my mouth to her ear, basking in the way she’s trembling all over. “Want you to deep throat me one day. Would you do that for me? Want to feel the tip of my cock right here.” I tap my thumb against her throat.