“Hmm, maybe.” Liam lifted the hem of my dress until I felt the cool air against my thighs. Goose bumps popped up as his thumb stroked against my skin. “But I’m still tempted to frame this skirt and get you several exactly like it so you can wear them to celebrate each of our anniversaries.”
“You won’t get any arguments from me. This is one of my favorite outfits.” Even as I agreed, my flush deepened. His suggestion made me think about a historical romance I’d read where the hero had hung the sheets from the rafters of his castle so everyone could see the proof of his wife’s innocence. If my skirt stayed beneath me, framing it would basically end up being the same thing.
“Then I better do my best not to rip the material as I strip the clothes off your gorgeous body,” Liam rasped as his fingers inched up my thigh.
I dug my nails into his shoulders and shook my head. “I would happily sacrifice every single piece of clothing I own for just one more kiss from you.”
“You don’t need to give anything up for me. You can have as many kisses as you want. They’re all yours,” he offered as his lips crashed against mine again.
My need for him grew, and I whimpered into his mouth. The chemistry between us exploded, and I tugged at Liam’s tuxedo jacket. “Take this off. Please. I need to be skin to skin.”
“Fuck, yeah,” he growled, rising to his knees to shuck off his jacket, bow tie, and shirt. While he worked on his belt, I sat up and tugged my sleeves down my arms to allow the bodice of my dress to fall to my waist. His gaze stayed glued on my breasts, encased in a lacy white bra, as he shoved his pants down his legs, leaving him in only his boxer briefs. His hard length pressed against the dark fabric, and I licked my lips when I saw the damp spot at the tip.
Twisting around, I lowered the zipper at my side to loosen the skirt, frantic to get my dress off me so Liam and I could explore each other’s bodies. As soon as the fabric started to slide down my legs, he pushed me onto my back and tugged it all the way down. His gaze raked up and down my body, his eyes gleaming with desire as they lingered on my chest before zeroing in on the white lace covering my pussy. “Your panties are already drenched. Need a taste before I sink inside your tight pussy the first time.”
His nostrils flared as he settled himself between my thighs, throwing my legs over his shoulders before he ripped my panties off my body. My hips jerked off the mattress when he dove right in, his lips latching onto my clit and quickly driving me close to the edge. Then his tongue slid lower to dip between my folds, and I gripped the back of his head and whimpered, “I was so close. Please, I need more.”
“Don’t worry, darling. I’ll give you exactly what you need,” he mumbled against my pussy as he licked and sucked at me while starting to work a finger inside my channel. My inner walls clamped down hard around his digit when he finally gave me what I’d asked for, sending me over the edge as he sucked my clit into his mouth.
He ate me through my orgasm and sent me right back up again for another, only this time he extended his fangs and plunged them into my flesh, sucking my blood and sending me soaring even higher while I screamed his name. As I collapsed against the mattress, he stripped my bra off and went up on his knees. After shoving his boxer briefs down, he pressed his body against mine, settling between my spread legs with the tip of his hard length nudging my core. “I’ve spent more than five hundred years roaming this world, and I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you in the throes of an orgasm that I’ve given you.”
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I urged, “Take me now and show me the same beauty, Liam.”
He lowered his head to capture one of my puckered nipples in his mouth, sucking it deep at the exact same moment his hips surged forward. With one brutal thrust, he filled me completely. I didn’t have time to worry about the pain of losing my virginity, so my body hadn’t tensed up. I wasn’t sure if that was why it didn’t hurt as much as I’d been expecting, but I was grateful. As he held himself anchored deep inside me, I gave my hips a little experimental wiggle. “Feels good.”
“Thank fuck,” he groaned, gliding out of me before slamming back in. “Not sure how long I can hold out. Your pussy is so fucking tight.”