Page 36 of Had To Be You

“You are so bad,” I tell him, lightly tapping his stomach with my palm.

“What? Are you saying you don’t want me to?”

“Don’t put words in my mouth.”

He raises his eyebrows. “I can think of something else you could put-“

I don’t let him finish, playfully nudging him with my hip. “Bad again, Liam Bennett. So bad.”

Somehow we manage to stay another hour before Liam drives me home, parks in front of my building and follows me to my front door. Nerves whirl through me as I unlock the door to my tiny apartment that is nothing like Liam’s million-dollar mansion.

He follows me inside. His eyes quickly scan his surroundings then land back on me. His gaze is so intense my breath hitches and my legs feel wobbly. Any insecurities I had about showing him where I live have vanished.

I’m pretty sure he can see the affect he is having on me. I’m breathless, shaky - my body betraying me as I fight to keep myself together. He inches closer. I remember to breathe.

“I’ve waited all night for this. I want you so bad,” he says in a gravelly voice. The need to have his body pressed up to mine so strong I’m coming undone.

I trace my bottom lip with my tongue and then he kisses me, long and slow before deepening it. His tongue searches my mouth, finding mine in long, lazy strokes. Sparks crackle down my spine.

This time it’s soft and slow. His hands tangle in my hair. My fingertips lightly skim over the planes of his body underneath his shirt. He backs us up onto my couch, grabbing my hips, and tugs me onto his lap so I straddle him. Grasping my ass, he pushes me over his rock-hard erection. It feels so good.

He takes his time with me, undressing me carefully, savoring every bit. His kisses aren’t like the last time, when they were harder, demanding, rough. Tonight, they’re soft and gentle, slow and tender. My mind goes hazy, my body vibrating with desire and lust.

“I want you in my bed, Liam,” I gasp. He picks me up like I weigh nothing, and my legs wrap around his waist, my arms around his neck. He carries me to my bedroom and gently lays me on my bed, removes his clothes and crawls over my naked body.

“I’m still not used to seeing you naked. Your body is fucking incredible,” I tell him, almost drooling at the sight of his chiseled abs. His hard pecs. His strong, toned arms. They’re all mine, all night long.

“Yours too. Don’t you get what you do to me? You are driving me crazy. I can’t concentrate when I’m around you. I’m never like this,” he says, cupping my breast in his hand then dipping his head down to suck the firm peak into his mouth.

“I’m serious. I can’t concentrate, Ells. I can’t get you out of my head.”

“Me too,” I say. “I fought it for so long. I tried not to want you.”

He growls as his mouth pops off of my breast then moves across my skin, gently biting my flesh. “Not. Possible. Our chemistry is too strong. We need to give in to each other. Give in with me, Ells.”

“Yes, Liam. I’ll give you whatever you want,” I breathe as he presses a wet kiss to my collarbone followed by a nip from his teeth. I’ll expect to find a mark there tomorrow and I’ll love knowing it’s there under my clothes.

“I love this spot right here.” He kisses and sucks and licks a path from my chest to the sensitive skin of my neck.

“Liam.” I arch my back under the weight of him, shivering at his touch. The lust and vulnerability are almost too much. His hand grasps my jaw, pushing my head further back, my back completely arched and my fingernails dragging down his back. He kisses the hollow of my throat, my neck, then the edge of my jaw while his hand slowly grazes over the curve of my hip. I know where his fingers are going and my skin heats at the thought. My legs are pressed open and his fingers find my most sensitive spot.

“That feels so good. Don’t stop,” I pant, as he traces tiny circles over and over.

He explores my body with his mouth, slowly sweeping over my breasts with feather soft kisses, down the center of my torso, below my belly button until he reaches where I want him most. He goes down on me and groans. My hips shoot up, searching for more as he kisses and sucks and licks me into a spine-tingling O. The pleasure so strong, my body goes limp underneath his.

He rises to his knees. “Feel good?” I nod in post-orgasm bliss.

“Good, but I’m not done with you yet.”

“Maybe I’m not done with you,” I smirk, rising up on an elbow, taking him in my hand. He moans as I slide my hand around his length. “…killing me, Ellie,” he mutters. “Too good.”

I work my hands up and down his hard flesh until he can’t take it. “Condom, Ellie. Give me a second,” he says, shifting to the end of the bed to search for his pants until I stop him.

“I’m on protection. I’m okay if you are?”

“You sure?”

“Stop talking, Liam, and make me feel good.”

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