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Liam presses a final kiss to my swollen bud before we lock gazes, and he smirks, licking his lips. I drop my leg, struggling to catch my breath. He helps me back into my clothes and stands.

“I can die a fucking happy man now.” He smirks before brushing his lips against mine, and I taste myself on him.

“Don’t say that,” I whisper.

I’ve given myself plenty of orgasms, but nothing compares to that. To Liam. To his filthy mouth and perfect tongue.

“Well, I mean it.” He cups my face. “I’ve dreamed of doing that again for three years.”

“And?” I prompt.

“Worth the wait. Every goddamn second.”

I laugh, blushing. “Your orgasm-giving skills were very satisfactory. You should definitely,definitelydo that again.”

“Wait. Only satisfactory?” His offended expression makes me chuckle. “Guess I’ll have to show you how much more satisfying they can be.Much, much more.”

“Look forward to it,” I mock. “Reach an outstanding level and you get a prize of a complimentary handjob.”

“You know…” He taunts. “For someone who’s flushed as hell from what is likely the best orgasm you’ve ever had, you’re quite sassy.”

“Isn’t that what you like most about me?” I swallow, drawing my bottom lip between my teeth.

Liam’s smirk deepens. “It certainly adds to your charm.”

I roll my eyes at his cocky tone. “Your arrogance knows no bounds.”

“Isn’t that what you love most about me?”

I snort, pushing his chest. “I better sneak out of here.”

Butterflies invade my stomach at the thought of having to keep this a secret from my sisters, but I know it’s for the best.

“Yeah, you should or I’ll be tempted to keep you captive and hold you as my hostage.”

“And who said romance was dead?”

He chuckles, bringing his mouth to mine and kissing me softly. His fingers thread through my hair, and I tug at his shirt to bring him as close as possible. I can hardly believe this is happening. It feels like I’m going to wake up at any moment and it’ll have all been a dream.

But at least now I know, Liam cares for me as much as I care for him.

Eventually, we break apart, and Liam palms my face. “I’m so sorry I got us into this mess, but I’ll do everything in my power to protect you.”

“I know you will.” Rising on my toes, I press my lips to his once more. Now that I can kiss him freely without fear he’ll turn me down, I’m addicted to it.

Liam lowers his hand and pats my ass, smirking. “Now get out of here before Sophie and Mason notice you’re up here.”

“Their heads are so far up their wedding planning’s butt, I doubt they’ll notice I’m missing.”

“Well, let’s not risk it any more than we have to.”

I roll my eyes. “Fine.”

“But to avoid them from being suspicious, you’re gonna have to be the inappropriate pain in the ass that you usually are.”

I bark out a laugh. “Can do.”

CHAPTER NINETEEN