Enticing Liam (Big Sky Royal 2)
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“I can be clever.” She sniffs and boosts herself onto my lap, straddling me. “Why don’t we go back to our lessons? I know we made it to home base already, but there must be lessons in there we skipped over.”
“Several, actually.”
“Do tell.” She settles against me, and my cock immediately comes to life. Ellie’s grin is quick and full of satisfaction. “I’m all ears.”
“Well, we totally bypassed the oral lesson entirely.” I easily lift her and switch our positions, laying her on the couch and kneeling next to her. “It’s a very important one, too.”
“We need to cover that one.” She’s solemn as if it’s the most important thing in the world.
Princess Eleanor cracks me up.
I bend over and put my mouth on her nipple over her tank top, watching it pucker under the white cotton.
She’s not wearing a bra.
When Ellie’s in private, she doesn’t wear much, and it’s enough to drive a man to his knees.
I drag a finger down the center of her abdomen and flick her shorts open. Without being asked, she raises her hips, urging me to help her lower the denim down her legs, and toss them over my shoulder.
Since that first encounter, we’ve had sex a few more times, but I haven’t had her sprawled out before me like a feast since then.
It’s fucking ridiculous.
Ellie lowers a hand as if she’s suddenly shy, and I snatch it up, kiss her knuckles and smile at her.
“You’re gorgeous.”
“I’m quite exposed.”
I nod, letting my eyes travel the length of her. She’s in that white tank and nothing else, and I want to fucking devour her.
But I have to stick to the lesson at hand.
“Thank Christ for it. You’re a sight to behold, sweetheart.”
She licks her lips, bites her lower lip, and watches me as I lean in to press a kiss to her bare hip.
Her phone rings, but she shakes her head. “Ignore it.”
I take it slow, letting my lips journey over her thighs, her lower abdomen. Everywhere but what I want the most.
This is still new for her, though, and I’m going to ease her into it, even if it kills me in the process.
“Liam.”
And there it is, that throaty growl that sends my blood racing.
I let my hand glide up her inner thigh and brush over her slick opening. When she arches her body in invitation, I spread her legs and settle in to blow her damn mind.
Her head shoots up, and she stares down at me in absolute wonder as I lick her hot slit from her clit to her soaked opening.
She tastes like heaven. And the noises she makes? Those breathy, high-pitched moans of ecstasy make my already hard cock strain against my zipper even more.
I rub the tip of my nose over her clit, and when I push one finger inside of her, she explodes spectacularly, riding out an orgasm that she’s likely never experienced before.
Her nipples strain against her tank.
Her hips gyrate, wanting more and more from me.
When she calms down, licks her lips once more, and looks at me with hot blue eyes, I know that I’ve completely lost my heart to this woman.
She’s everything I never knew I needed, and never thought I’d have in my life. Even if it is only for thirty days.
It’s a hell of a lot more than I deserve.
“My turn,” she says, reaching for me. She turns on her side and pulls me over to her so I’m next to her head. “I don’t really know what I’m doing, but I’m doing it all the same.”
All she has to do is touch me, and I lose my cool.
She unfastens my jeans, and I push them down my hips so my cock bobs toward her, thick and heavy.
“Like this.” I take her hand in mine and wrap it around the shaft, showing her how I like to be touched. I let go, and she continues, watching in fascination as the skin stretches and moves with her hand.
She leans closer and tentatively sticks her tongue out, gently brushing it over the very tip. I have to fist my hands and count to twenty to keep from coming too soon.
My God, her hands are magical.
Bolder now, she wraps those pink lips around the head and, as if she were born for this, she starts to massage me with her mouth. Her hand works me, and it’s the sexiest sight I’ve ever seen in my fucking life.
“El, you have to stop, babe.”
She shakes her head and lowers her brows into a frown. She’s not stopping.
“I don’t want to come in your mouth.”
She hums, and that’s all it takes. I can’t hold back. Her eyes widen, but she doesn’t gag or recoil in disgust. She smiles in satisfaction, and to my complete surprise, she swallows.
It’s her first time doing that, and she swallows?