Page 94 of Because of Liam

Chapter Fifty-Nine

So much fortalking and trying to figure out the new living situation. I do have to say I can see some advantages to having Liam here. But part of me is afraid this is too much, too soon. That being thrust together under the same roof, will somehow push us apart. We already live mere yards away from each other. We go to the same college and even share a class. He drives me to and from school. And we have meals together with our siblings a few times a week. He spends half of his nights here. It already feels like we are living together, but now we will actually be under the same roof. Will it be too much?

All those thoughts running through my mind are promptly pushed aside as soon as his lips touch mine. Before I know it, I’m on him, straddling his lap, and we are wrapped around each other. His mouth on mine, his tongue explores, and he nibbles as he tastes me.

When his lips part from mine, it’s to run alongside my jaw and neck and I can feel him inhaling me as his arms tighten around my back. Shivers run across my skin, leaving a trail of goose bumps behind. He’s breathing as hard as I am and I can feel him so hard against me, so hot. I’m about to combust and then it hits me—the irony that the only guy who can set me on fire like this is also the only one who can put it out.

“Liam . . .”

I don’t know if I’m asking him to keep going or to stop. I want to finish what we just started, but I also know we need to talk this out and make sure living together will not complicate things. But maybe the talk can wait a little, because his hands are coming to my sides and they brush the side of my breasts and God, he knows how much I like when he does this.

Later.

We can talk later. I’m about to rip my own shirt off when a loud noise startles me and I remember we’re not alone. Skye is just down the hall, a room away. Ugh. Get a hold of yourself, River.

Liam must come to the same conclusion because his head drops to my shoulder and his hands are loose around my hips. His breath comes out shallow and fast. After a moment he gently disengages me from him and sits me back on the couch before taking the other end of it and grabbing a pillow to hide his erection.

And not a moment too soon, as we can hear Skye walking back to the living room.

I can’t help my smirk when I glance at the innocent baby blue pillow being violated by Liam in his attempt to hide the effect I have on him. It’s a heady feeling knowing I did that. His eyes are dark with lust. They zero in on my breasts. I’m wearing a tank top and no bra. No hiding that my nipples are probably as hard as his dick. He’s the one smirking now.

Skye walks in and is completely oblivious to the heated stare between us. I don’t know how she can miss it. It feels like it’s a thousand degrees here. She’s puttering around and drags a suitcase into the room, then goes back down the hall. The front door opens again and Logan comes in. Jesus, no one knows how to knock before they walk in?

“Hey, aren’t you supposed to be working?” I ask Logan, who’s in uniform.

“I’m on a break.” His eyes go from Liam to me and back.

Well, Skye may have been oblivious to the lust hanging in the air between Liam and me, but Logan sure isn’t. One look at the both of us and he’s the one smirking. I can feel my face flaming. Liam just shrugs. Logan laughs, shakes his head, and walks down the hall. A moment later we hear Skye’s squeals and her bedroom door close, followed by the clicking of the lock.

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