Page 56 of Had To Be You

I desperately want her, like I need air to breathe.

“I want you, Ellie. So bad.” The need to be inside her, filling her, is all I can think about. All other coherent thoughts are gone. It’s just her and her body and the urgent need to have her skin against mine. She gazes back at me with a challenge in her eyes.

“Then take me. I’m yours, Liam. Take everything in me.”

Fuck.

I cup her cheeks in my hand and control her mouth with mine, kissing her, tugging on her bottom lip with my teeth and then running my tongue over it to soothe the sting. She moans against my mouth and my dick hardens against my zipper.

Not able to wait a second longer, I pull her away from my lap and unfasten my pants, pushing them down, along with my briefs. Then I pull her thong to the side and line her up with my erection.

She lowers herself over me, until she is fully seated and begins to slowly rock back and forth. She rides me while my hands grip her thighs, digging into her skin, claiming her, marking her, wanting her to feel the depths of my desire for her. I want to lose myself in her, to taste her and feed this hunger that’s been smoldering inside of me since she walked downstairs tonight in that dress. That fucking dress.

She feels so good. Her muscles clench around me, sparks go off under my skin with every motion of her hips rocking into me. She really starts to move, swiveling her hips, grinding her pelvis against my pelvis, taking what she needs. I’m more than happy to give it to her.

“Look at me, Ells. I want your eyes on mine. I want to watch you when I make you come,” I command, squeezing her breast over the fabric of her dress.

“Don’t stop,” she pants, between thrusts. I listen to what she wants, driving up deeper. Harder. Her head falls back, and I take the opportunity to suck on the silky skin of her neck.

I’ve never needed her more than right now. Her eyes flutter closed from the sensations and I can feel she’s getting close. “Open your eyes, Ells. Look at me.”

“Liam,” her voice is gravelly. The way my name sounds falling off her lips makes my arousal grow even thicker.

“I’m not going to last, baby. I need you to get there.” Pleasure spirals through me and I feel the pulses that warn me my orgasm is near.

She pants, her breaths shallow and even, and I’m shocked at how badly I need her. We breathe in unison, my eyes locked on hers. She looks back at me long and hard and I know. I know that I’ve found everything I never knew I wanted until Ellie. I want to tell her, but I can’t find the words.

Watching me with those big dreamy eyes, she comes undone, flying over the edge into ecstasy and I follow her right over.

Afterwards, we are in bed at the Seaside, Ellie’s cheek is resting on my chest. We managed to make it into the hot tub on the veranda once we arrived back to our suite before we had each other’s clothes completely off. We moved from there to the stairs and then the king-size bed, finally getting our fill of one another. For now. With Ellie, I’m insatiable.

I’m on my back, one arm behind my head and the other wrapped tightly around Ellie’s back drawing circles on her shoulder. Her long legs tangled with mine, the bed sheet pulled up to our waists.

“So, tell me the truth,” she says, and I can feel her smile against my chest. “Scale of one to ten, how much did you hate the play tonight?” Ellie shifts so she is looking up at me through a fringe of dark lashes, a coy grin on her face.

“You don’t really want to know. Some things are best left unsaid, Ells,” I say chuckling, causing her lips to turn up at the corners in a soft smile. She doesn’t need to know that in my head the entire time I was golfing. Then fucking her. Then more golf, followed by more of the same.

“I do want to know. Tell me, Liam,” she pushes. “Like, was it I’d-rather-be-operated-on-with-a-dull-scalpel or I-love-Cats-and-I’m-getting-a-face-tattoo-of-Grizabella?”

I wince, flashing back to all of the pawing and prancing around. “I definitely lean toward the former,” I admit, laughing. “Let’s just say I will not be watching the Netflix version. Ever.”

“Okay, so a zero. You give it a zero. Am I right?”

“I didn’t say that. Let’s just say I couldn’t wait to be free of it. My favorite part was the standing ovation at the end. But it doesn’t matter, Ellie, you loved it and that was the whole point of tonight. To make you happy,” I tell her. She smiles at me and I feel like I’ve won some sort of lottery. The woman in my arms, gazing back at me like she wants to remember every single second of being here, is mine. With all of her craziness and her sassy mouth and true-blue heart. She is mine.

Ellie takes my hand in hers and turns it over, tracing the grooves of my palm with her finger. “You definitely did that. It was the best night of my life.”

I watch her lay her head back down on my chest, breathing a gentle sigh. I’d be lying if I said having her soft body pressed to mine in this quiet moment didn’t feel fucking amazing. Ellie showing her affection for me, having her warm hands on my skin, makes me feel alive. Her free hand begins to move over the grooves and lines of my stomach, my skin shivering from her soft fingertips.

“Liam, what were you like as a little boy? I bet you were trouble, weren’t you?”

She couldn’t be further from the truth of who I was when I was a kid. “The complete opposite. Picture me ten years old and exactly as I am today. I’ve always been this way. It was Miles and Jules who were always getting into trouble.”

“That, I can see. Those two are kindred spirits. There isn’t a rule that wasn’t meant to be broken with them.”

I laugh, remembering the four of us growing up together. “I was the one continuously trying to bail them out of the trouble they got in. I was known as Jules’ brother, her ferocious protector. It drove her crazy.”

“You are still so protective of her. It’s sweet.” She reaches for my hand, tangling her fingers between mine. “You are fierce in and out of the courtroom. I happen to find that sexy.”

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