Page 38 of Ignite
“You…” He bit his lip and turned, his hand wrapping around the door handle. “I’m a selfish prick. You deservebetter.”
He was leaving, right when things were getting rough.Again. He was leaving before anyone had the chance to leave him. I knew it without a doubt because it was something I would do.Takes one to knowone.
I hissed, resisting the urge to slap him right in the face. “For the record, Liam…right now? This is you leaving. Not the other wayaround.”
His shoulderstensed.
“Liam,” I said firmly, hoping and pleading he would turnaround.
The only person who was in the way of him getting everything he ever wanted was himself. He was so focused on getting by and collecting points for the Championship he didn’t see what was right under his nose. We were two different people, but our reactions were the same. I realized what I had been doing, why I’d sunk so low, and now I could try to find a way to overcome it. Liam didn’t see ityet.
All this was about taking a risk. It would either pay off or itwouldn’t.
“Liam,” I said again. “We’re both at the bottom. We can help each other…Please.”
Turnaround…
Nothing happened for a long time. He was frozen, his hand curled around the door handle as he struggled with whatever battle he was fighting in hismind.
Then just as I was losing hope, he turned, his eyes blazing, and he pushed me back against the wall. My core flared as his body collided with mine, and I gasped as his lips claimed his desire. At that moment, he stole my breath and the last piece of my heart. I melted, my anger, resolve, and coherency all shot tohell.
His mouth was hard against mine as his hands pulled desperately at my clothes, stripping me of every scrap of fabric that kept him from what he wanted. Spearing my fingers through his hair, I held him to me, my tongue twining with his as his palms found my naked breasts andrubbed.
An unbelievable wave of passion flooded through my body at his harsh touch, and I couldn’t get close enough to sate it. There was only one thing on my mind as we clutched one another…him inme.
My hands fell from his face and pushed between us, going for his fly. Forcing my hand into his boxers, I felt his erection and mewled, stroking him up and down, relishing the moment when he moaned loudly, his breath hot against my lips. He pulled his T-shirt off, then pushed down his jeans and boxers, and then resumed his exploration of mynakedness.
Fingers found my clit and rubbed before delving deeper. Widening my stance, he pushed a finger into me as his other hand fisted in my hair, forcing my headback.
Liam kissed my throat roughly as he plunged a second finger into me. He stroked deep before pulling out, his palm circling my clit with expert precision. Pleasure seared through my body, my breasts aching as they brushed against his hard chest. I was completely at his mercy, pinned and impaled, but I didn’t want to be anywhere else. I was tired of trying to please myself and was more than happy to let him have his way with me. It was my fantasy coming to life, afterall.
He needed this, that much was clear, but so didI.
His fingers left me abruptly, and I arched my back, moaning in protest, but I didn’t have to wait long to be satisfied. His big hands slipped over my waist and clamped down on my ass, and I was in his arms, my legs wrapped around him. I was completely open as his mouth found myneck.
I shivered violently as his teeth dug into my skin, and his tongue laved the hurt, relishing the strength with which he held me in place. It was a desire I’d long held, along with all the others—being taken from behind, fucked hard, fingered in the shower, licked all over—and I was lost to it just as much as hewas.
Anchoring me against the wall, he guided his cock until I felt the pressure of his crown against my opening. Closing my eyes, I moaned softly as he entered me, his heat soothing the unbearable ache his touch had coaxedalive.
He had me against the wall, his body sliding into mine again and again. I was lost to the sensation, held at hismercy.
Unable to hold on, I came suddenly, quivering around his cock as he thrust, my cries piercing the silence of my tinyapartment.
Liam grunted, holding still as my shuddering calmed, then wrapped his arms around me. Carrying me into the bedroom, his cock still deep inside me, he lowered us onto the mattress. His mouth worshiped my breasts as he resumed his rhythm, his pounding against my clit overloading the sensitive little ball ofnerves.
Twice in one night? I wasn’t sure if I was capable, but Liam was the only man who’d been able to make me come, so I had complete faith. If anyone could push me to new heights, it washim.
Opening my legs wide, he reared above me, driving into my body with powerful thrusts. Our bodies slapped together, the sound like sweet music to my ears. Panting and moaning, I felt another orgasm building fast. Liam must have sensed it because he set a punishing rhythm, the hardest he’d taken me withyet.
There was no way I was survivingthis.
My orgasm ripped through me, tearing me apart from the inside out. A desperate cry tore from my lips, and I writhed on the bed, my fingers grasping the mess of sheets beneathus.
My core tightened around Liam’s cock, and he threw his head back as his own release took him. Burying deep one last time, he grunted, pulsing into me. Clamping my hands over my breasts, I watched as his muscles tensed and his expression contorted as he spilled every last drop of his longing.Fuck, it wassexy.
When he finally collapsed on the bed beside me, he didn’t say a word. His chest heaved, and sweat beaded on his forehead. He was completely spent, and like me, he was thoroughlyfucked.
After a moment, his breathing slowed to match mine, and he made to sit up.Not again… After everything—our argument and subsequent fucking—he couldn’t dothis.
