Page 23 of Ignite
“But?” His eyes were hooded, and it was hot ashell.
“I… I’ve only…” Suddenly, I became shy, my cheeksflaring.
“What do you want me to do to you?” Liam asked, his big hands cupping my face. He kissed me again, pulling back before we became lost and couldn’t stop. “Tellme.”
“I… I want to be on top. I want…you from behind. I want your mouth…” I squirmed against him. “Iwant…”
“I can give you anything you want, littlemouse.”
“I’m not a mouse,” I complained, shoving my hands down the back of his jeans. I had no idea where any of this was coming from, but I was determined to go with theflow.
“You’re right,” he murmured. “I’m definitely discovering that.” His fingers traced my lips, and he smiled. “I think I’d better do the driving.” He plucked my keys from my jacket pocket and eased me away from the car. “Where do youlive?”
“St.Kilda.”
He drove me home in silence. Apart from a few words to direct him, we didn’t talk about what was about to happen or what had led us there. My awful day at work was forgotten, the air thick with desire. I was entirely sure it’d been building for a while, mainly on my side, and it was either this or a lifetime of unrequitedmisery.
When we reached my apartment block, he parked my car in its usual spot, and we wentupstairs.
I lived on the top floor at the back, my bedroom window overlooking the neighborhood. It wasn’t a bad place to live, just expensive. The rent in St. Kilda was sky-high, even for studios. I’d wanted to move closer to work to avoid catching the train every day, but I soon realized I’d become trapped when I began struggling to budget forgroceries.
I let us into the apartment, and as soon as the door closed behind us, Liam wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled meclose.
“Nice place,” he said, not tearing his gaze frommine.
“There isn’t much to look at anyway.” Laughing, I dragged him through the lounge into my bedroom. Five steps and we werethere.
Reaching behind his head, he grasped his T-shirt and pulled it up and over, throwing it onto the floor. Without uttering a single word, he fisted his fingers into the hem of my top and wrenched it off, causing my hair to spill down myback.
Not breaking stride, his mouth covered mine in a blistering kiss as the clasp on the back of my bra loosened, his fingers deftly unhooking the little clips. It slipped off my shoulders, and I wriggled until it fell to the floor, exposing my breasts. Cool air tickled my skin, my nipples tightening the moment they brushed against hischest.
Liam sucked in a sharp breath as he rested his forehead against mine, his gaze devouring the swell and curve before him. He massaged me in his palms, sending sparks of pleasure racing between mylegs.
Rubbing my hands over his shoulders, I arched into his touch, grinding my clit against his thigh. Wanting to see more of him, my fingers moved downward until I managed to unzip hisjeans.
“Is this what you want?” he asked darkly, taking my hand in his and guiding me over his cock. It felt thick and long through the material of his boxers as he pressed into mypalm.
I muttered something, completely fixated on coaxing himalive.
“You’ll get it,” he whispered, pulling my hand away. “Don’t worry aboutthat.”
Easing me back onto the bed, I lay completely at his mercy as he peeled off my leggings, pulling my underwear with them. Ridding himself of his jeans and boxers, my gaze fell, studying every inch of the man before me. The fighter known asBlade.
Cut from marble, his body was coiled with power, and I could see why he dominated in the cage. Probably in bed,too.
I watched, my core aching as he rolled on a condom. He climbed over me, his impressive length hot against mythigh.
“Usually, I would savor you a little longer,” he murmured into my ear. “I’d lick your clit and suck on it until you begged. I’d finger you until you came, and before you had a chance to ease, I’d bury my cock in so deep and hard you would scream as you cameagain.”
I whimpered as he rubbed up and down my wet seam, desperate to feel the moment he pushed into me for the first time. I ached for the pressure, the force, and the slickness of his body bringing my sexalive.
“But…” he said, his voicehusky.
“But?”
“I want to be selfish…” he muttered, his palm covering my breast as he teased my clit with his cock. “I just want to…” He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. “I just want to fuck you, Ali. Just how youdescribed.”
I allowed my legs to open and spread wide as I hooked my heels around his back. I was completely open to him, and all he had to dowas…
