Then she pulled her hand free of his and laid both palms flat against his chest. She slid them up to his shoulders, to the back of his neck. At the same time, she went up on her toes and stopped when her mouth was just a breath from his.
“You want to talk about the camp,” she asked, “or...”
Liam looked down into those golden eyes, saw the soft curve of her smile and knew his personal fight was over. He hadn’t stood a chance against this since the moment he’d walked into her office.
“What camp?” he ground out and grabbed hold of her.
Four
This was a nightmare. When they found out, what would I do?
The storm was raging, so for right now, there were no worries. No one would discover what had been hidden. But when the storm ended...
What should I do then? God, how had it even happened? I lost control, that’s all. It was an accident. I had to remember that.
Beyond the window, the world was dark, but for the flashes of lightning. Rain swept down from the sky and flooded the streets, sending cars sailing along the road like colorful boats with no rudders. Emergency vehicles were out. Flashing red lights pierced the darkness.
And out there was the secret. Hidden now.
But for how long?
* * *
Screw complications. Liam didn’t give a good damn what happened after this moment in time with her. He’d wanted her since the instant he’d seen her. Since then, she’d irritated him, intrigued him and completely captivated him. And now, she was killing him.
His mouth covered hers and her soft gasp of pleasure filled him, rushing through his body, speeding along the licks of flame dancing in his bloodstream. His tongue parted her lips and she took him in, welcoming him with an eagerness that nearly did him in. She met him stroke for stroke as their tongues twisted together, leaving them both breathless.
Her hands slid up and down his bare back, her short, neat nails dragging along his skin, setting tiny fires everywhere she touched, and Liam had to have her. Fast. He tore the towel from her body. She gasped and tipped her head back as his hands covered her breasts, his thumbs and fingers tugging at her hardened nipples. He bent his head for a quick taste, then indulged himself by sliding his big hands down to cup her bottom and squeeze. She ground her hips against his groin, nearly sending him over the edge.
Hell, he hadn’t felt this randy since he’d had his first woman when he was sixteen and stupid. Stupid.
Warning bells went off in his mind and he pulled his head back, struggling for air. For control. Breathing hard, Chloe swallowed, licked her lips and looked up at him in stunned surprise.
“Why’d you stop?”
His chest was tight, his dick screaming and his mind was shattered, and still he managed to say, “No condoms. We can’t—”
She blew out a breath, tossed her drying hair out of her eyes and asked, “Are you healthy?”
“Of course I’m healthy,” he said, a little insulted. “Are you?”
“Sure am,” she said, grinning. “I’m also on birth control.”
“Hallelujah,” he muttered and grabbed hold of her again, keeping her pressed tightly to him. Then he spun around, put her back to the wall and reached down to undo his jeans. “No time, Chloe. Just no time at all to waste.”
“Agreed.” She lifted her legs, hooked them around his waist and held her breath, waiting. “Do it, Liam. Now.”
She didn’t have to wait long. Liam freed himself and in the next instant slammed his hard length deep inside her heat. It was like coming home. That was the only clear thought in his mind, then it shut down, drowned out by his body’s reaction to hers.
He kissed her, hard and long and deep. Their tongues came together again, frantically, desperately. Breath swished from one to the other and back again. Their bodies moved eagerly, hungrily, each of them chasing that elusive explosion of release. Chloe’s heels dug into the small of Liam’s back as she pulled him in deeper with every stroke.
He’d never had a woman like her. Never felt this incredible rush of heat and desire and satisfaction all at once. Never had a woman react like this, so wildly, so freely. He relished every gasp and sigh, the feel of her fingers clutching at his shoulders.