“Yes.”
With a wicked smile that promised to make up for the fact that he was vying for control, he stretched out on the couch. The leather surface wasn’t long enough for his six-foot-plus frame, but he didn’t seem to give a damn.
“Come here, honey.”
It took some adjusting, but Katie managed to straddle his face while taking him deep in her mouth. As he licked and kissed her, pushing her closer to release, she silently thanked him for breaking the rules.
This, she thought as she felt his hips thrust up into her mouth, was so much better.
His hands wrapped around her bottom, holding her still as his tongue swept across her sensitive flesh. Katie moaned, a low, throaty sound. If he kept this up, she’d explode.
She lifted her mouth, her hand never stopping. “Come for me. Now.”
LIAM HEARD KATIE’S demand and his body took over, begging to do exactly as she ordered.
“You first,” he managed.
“No.” He felt her struggling to hold back. But shit, with the way her mouth moved over him, she was going to win the battle.
“Please.” But she took him so deep he felt the back of her throat, and he lost it, pumping his hips up, when he should have pulled back.
“Ah, fuck, yes!” he moaned, his fingers digging into her backside. And then she followed him over the edge, crying out his name over and over.
Slowly, he sat up, pulling her into his arms, holding her close. He never wanted to let her go. But he had a sinking feeling he couldn’t keep her. Katie amazed him—and it went far beyond sex. She knew what she wanted and went after it. Who was he to hold her back?
Liam closed his eyes, listened to her still ragged breathing. He’d walked away once because he had nothing to offer her. But this time, he had a feeling she would leave him in the dust. A piece of land with a view and a share of Moore Timber—he’d been foolish to think that she’d be drawn to those measures of success.
Yet his need for something tangible, to be able to say, Yes I own that, ran deep. He’d seen firsthand what happened to people whose lives were ruled by love. His parents had died within months of each other, madly in love until the end. But they’d lost their home, could not pay their medical debt, and left their children with limited options.
He felt her lips graze his chest, drawing him back to the present and the woman who’d just rocked his world.
“You all right, honey?” he asked.
“I feel so satisfied,” she murmured. “I don’t think I can move. My limbs feel like noodles.”
“That good, huh?”
“Hmm,” she said. “I should always be in control.”
“We’ll see about that.” Rising off the couch, he scooped her up, cradling her in his arms. “For now, let’s get you to bed. I have a few ideas of my own.”
“OK,” she murmured, looking up as she looped her arms around his neck. “And then in the morning, we’re going to explore your fantasies.”
The part of his body that should have needed a lot more time to recover leapt at the thought. “That’s one helluva promise to make to a man when you can barely keep your eyes open.”
LIAM WOKE TO the first rays of sunlight pouring in through the windows and Katie pressed close to him. With her long hair spread over the pillow and her face against his chest, so close he could feel her breathing, she looked young and innocent, nothing like the woman who’d taken command of his body last night. He ran his fingers gently through her tangled curls. Her shower last night had destroyed her straight and sophisticated locks, but he liked her better this way.
Not wanting to wake her, he reached his free hand out and found his cell perched on the bedside table. As much as he wanted to keep her locked away from the realities waiting for them in Independence Falls, they had to find a way to get home. And there was the small issue of his friend’s boat. Checking his texts, he found a message from Marvin. Help was on the way this morning. The message was sent in the wee hours, so Liam figured it would be late morning before they saw his friend.
Katie stirred beside him, opening her eyes and looking up at him. “Daylight already?”
“Sneaks up on you when you get to sleep late.” He tucked a stray curl behind her ear.
“We need to find a way back to our cars.”
“Done. I texted Marvin last night and explained the situation.” He waved his cell before setting it on the bedside table. “He’s coming to our rescue, but it might be a while.”
“Enough time for breakfast?” She sat up, tossing back the covers and sliding out of bed. He watched as she slipped into her clothes.