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She dressed slowly, being careful to ensure everything was on the way it was supposed to. Once she was done, she walked out of the bathroom and stood by the bed.
“Liam?” she called.
“In the kitchen!”
“Could you come into the bedroom for a second?”
Liam didn’t answer and the eternity before she heard his footsteps approaching, she tried to find the perfect position to stand in. None of them seemed natural. In the end, when he dipped into the room, she was just standing there, arms at her side, heart threatening to jump through her chest to cower in a corner.
Chapter 19
There were few times in Wraith’s life where he was speechless. Usually, he refused to speak because he wasn’t the kind of man who suffered from verbal diarrhea. Yet, as he stood there, frozen in place, staring at the perfection in front of him, he had no words. The dark blue corset held her perfectly, showing off the swells of her breasts. It synched her waist, accentuating her already perfect hips that was bare except for the lace of her thong.
Wraith licked her lips as his eyes flowed over her dark skin down to the leather thigh high stilettos she wore. He rubbed his palms against his thighs, not sure he deserved any of this.
“Hummingbird…”
“You don’t like it…” She bowed her head.
“Please…turn around for me.”
She met his gaze but did as he asked. She even held onto one of the bed posts and arched her back. The blue of her thing disappeared between her rounded ass-cheeks and he lost his mind. “Dance for me.”
“Liam, I’ve never…”
“I’m not any other man, Hummingbird.” His voice husky. “I’myourman. And you may not have done this before, but you cannot look the way you do right now and not do this for me. I want to watch your hips sway and know it’s only for me. I want you to show me, I’m the only man who will ever see you like this.”
She glanced at him over her shoulder as her hips moved slowly, hypnotically from side to side. Amelia danced for him, making Wraith harder and harder. She turned, pressed her back to the post then slid downward, only to turn sideways and rolled her body into standing.
“Damn…”
His pulse beat out of control, his entire body was at attention and every thought he ever had all rolled always and blended into her. She shimmied toward him, pressed her back to his chest and stuck her ass into his groin. It crushed Wraith’s cock beautifully and he growled. When he reached for her, Amelia pulled away, walked around behind him and eased her breasts into his back.
“I want you, Hummingbird.” Wraith admitted.
He faced her and backed her into the wall closest to them. Wraith held her shoulders and dragged his work roughened hands down her arms then up to cradle her neck. He kissed her, trying to show her just how desperately he yearned for only her. But the kiss wasn’t enough and soon he was losing his mind all over again.
He had to find another way.
He kissed her neck, across each shoulder then downward. Her hardened nipples called to him through the fabric of her corset. He pulled the material away and lavish hot, wet attention on each, swirling his tongue over the hardened peaks. Amelia tangled her fingers in his hair when he used his beard to drag across one nipple then the next.
“Liam…”
But he wasn’t satisfied. He kissed down her frame until he was on his knees in front of her. He looked up to see Amelia watched him with a mixture of heat and confusion. After a smile, he kissed her belly, her hips then the soft insides of her thighs. He dragged his tongue intimately against her, over the lace of her thong but could taste her already. Amelia was wet for him, something that pleased him.
Using his index finger, he pushed the material aside to lick her precisely where he’d wanted to. Her legs trembled. Instead of letting up, Wraith eased her harder into the wall, lifted her left leg over his shoulder and found her once more with his tongue. Amelia gripped the sides of his head, curling her fingers behind his ear. She writhed her hips against his tongue, taking it deep into her and screaming for him. She trembled through her climax which sent pride fluttering through Wraith like the tiny waves in a puddle.
“Damn, Liam, wha—” She gasped and shivered.
Wraith sucked on her clit then added a finger. He slid it deep into her, daring her to fight breaking apart for him again. His name tumbled from her lips like a prayer and by the time she came for him again, his hand was covered in her juices.
This time, he rose and stared into her eyes. “Touch yourself for me,” he said.
Though she seemed hesitant, Amelia slid a hand down her body and rolled the ball of her index finger over the tiny jewel he’d had his mouth on mere seconds before. Amelia arched upward, her shoulders rising and falling heavily. Wraith used the moment to undress, to grab one of the condoms she’d left on the bed and rolled it onto himself. But he didn’t go to her immediately.
He wanted to watch, to see how her body reacted knowing he was watching her. She came, shouting his name. Wraith smiled then stepped forward once more. “You like being watched.” He whispered against her ear.
“Only by you.”
