Hunter (Stud Ranch 2)

He tugged at the fabric she was clinging to. He didn’t pull too hard—just enough to let her know what he wanted.

“I don’t know,” she whispered. But at the same time, she released her hold on her dress. Liam smiled as he pulled the fabric down from her breasts.

Fuck, she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breasts popped free of the material and they were so goddamned pretty Liam wanted to immediately throw her on the couch and fuck her for hours.

He clenched his jaw and held himself in check, though. Patience. For a man who could have anything he wanted at the snap of his fingers, patience had always been a difficult lesson for him to master. But that usually made the prize all the more sweet, he’d found when he actually managed to put in the work.

He watched Brigid in the mirror as he pulled the slinky silver fabric down and over her hips. Fecking Christ, she wasn’t wearing any underwear either.

“Jesus,” he swore, his hands going to both of her hips and squeezing. The motion brought her back against him. She could obviously feel how hard he was through his pants because she gasped.

“Fuck that’s hot,” Sean said, walking over to them, sporting a short, stumpy hard-on. If Brigid had been putting up with that for three years, then tonight really would be a night she’d remember.

r /> Sean reached out for Brigid but Liam barked, “Go lean over the back of the couch, Sean. And don’t fucking move.”

Sean looked startled at Liam’s sharp words. “Come on, man, I thought—”

Liam took a step back from Brigid. “I call the shots or this is done now and I walk.”

“Shite.” Panic briefly crossed Sean’s face. “Fine, man. Fine.” He held up his hands and then moved to where Liam had indicated. “You want me to just stand back here?”

“Yes.” Liam’s voice was clipped but he softened it again as soon as he stepped back over to Brigid. Her hands had crossed over her chest during the exchange and he immediately wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Shhh,” he said, cradling her from behind. “Remember, this is all about you. You don’t like anything, you just say stop. That’s it. It stops. No problem. Don’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”

“But will we still get the money if she stops?” Sean asked loudly.

Brigid’s body went tense at Sean’s question.

“Ignore that fuckhead,” Liam said. He moved around in front of her. He’d positioned Sean so that he was out of her line of sight, even with the mirror.

She still looked spooked and a little frightened, but there was also something else there. Was it arousal?

Liam leaned in like he was going to kiss her but instead lifted up to whisper in her ear. “Touch yourself. I want you to show me how you do it when you’re all alone. Imagine your dirtiest fantasies.”

Her breath hiccupped again but she did as he asked. Her hand slid down between them and he felt her moving. Jesus Christ he wanted to pull back and watch her.

But discipline. Patience.

If he pulled back from her now she might get skittish again. So he kept kissing up and down her throat. Down near her collarbone he suckled her neck in a way that was sure to leave a mark. He fucking loved the idea. Every time that bastard Sean looked at her he’d see Liam’s mark.

A little whimper escaped her throat and Liam couldn’t help pulling her up and against him. Jesus she was a hot piece.

“My turn,” Liam growled. He moved his hand slowly down her body. Giving her time to pull away.

She didn’t. So Liam kept going.

And Jesus was it worth it because when his fingers found the promised land she was already slick for him.

His other hand dropped to her ass and he squeezed roughly even as he slipped his forefinger inside her cunt.

Her eyes went wide and then she bit her lip like she was trying to keep herself from crying out. Well that wouldn’t do. Liam wanted to hear each and every noise of her pleasure. The club was noisy downstairs and if anyone heard them up here on the VIP level, they could go fuck themselves. He paid enough for his privileges.

And patience be damned. He had to taste her now.

With a growl, he grabbed her by her waist and lifted her in the air. Her legs wrapped around him and he hiked her up, putting those pert little breasts of hers right at eye level. His mouth latched onto one and he sucked it between his teeth for the short walk over to the biggest couch.

Liam set her back on her feet only long enough to take off his coat and throw it on the couch. Then he had Brigid in his arms again. He laid her down until she was leaned back with her legs spread. Liam crouched in front of her, immediately pushing her legs wider.