“I can’t tell you how goddamn sorry I am for…” He pauses briefly as if it pains him to talk about how much he hurt me. “God, everything. Should’ve never kept secrets from you, and I promise I never will again. I told you I’d inevitably screw things up, but with you, I want to do better. You deserve the very best version of me, and that’s exactly what you’re going to get.”
“You made a mistake, Liam,” I reassure him. “But the important thing is learning from it and leaning on each other. We’ll stay strong together.” I try to comfort him.
“You’re truly amazing, Mads.” Liam dips his head and kisses me, our arms and bodies tangling together as he walks us toward the bed.
“Just tell me one thing…” I push against his chest slightly so our eyes lock. “Is it almost over?”
He doesn’t have to ask what I’m referring to because he knows. My expression tells him exactly what I’m talking about.
“Almost, baby. Then the only ring I’ll be wearing is the one you put on my finger.” He winks, and heat rushes between my legs. That’s either the hottest thing I’ve ever heard or the scariest. Either way, I’m all for it.
“Where’s the guy who told me only a few months ago he wasn’t capable of loving someone?”
“You wore him down until he had no choice but to admit his true feelings.” He flashes an amused smirk, causing me to laugh. “Just like you always said you would.”
I shrug playfully, wrapping my arms around his neck tighter, and make a show of checking him out. “Can you blame me?”
“Can you get naked?” he mocks.
Snorting, I nod. We take turns undressing each other, slowly and torturously, then I admire every inch of his muscular body and gorgeous tattoos. Liam throws me in the middle of the bed, and I laugh at how he does it so effortlessly. He crawls over me, dipping his head low as he feathers kisses between my legs.
As I arch my back, Liam makes his way up my stomach and chest, then swirls his tongue around my nipple ring. My fingers thread through his hair, craving more, wanting to have all of him.
“Okay, get inside me now. I’m dying,” I tell him.
He lifts his head with a sexy smirk, then after a beat, it turns into a frown. “Ah, shit.”
“Uh…” I furrow my brows as he lays next to me and cups my cheek. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t have any protection.”
I suck in a breath and groan. “Dammit. I knew I should’ve made Tyler buy some.”
One brow perks up, curious. “Excuse me?”
I dramatically lie back and pout. “It was on my list of supplies, and he didn’t get them for me. Totally lied and said ‘they were out.’”
He leans up on his elbow and stares at me. “And why did you ask for condoms?”
Liam’s face is tense, and I love messing with him, so I play dumb. “So I don’t get pregnant, duh.”
“Maddie, I swear to God…” He rolls over me and takes my wrists, then pins them above me. “Don’t make me get all possessive of you more than I already am.”
“Why not? It’s pretty damn hot…” I waggle my brows, and he growls.
“Alright, you asked for it.”
Liam tortures me by sucking on my clit as he fingers me. He pushes me closer to the ledge, then slows down, over and over until I’m begging him to let me come.
“Please…” I plead, feeling like I’m going to die if he pulls away again. Liam thrusts two fingers inside and flicks my clit with his tongue until I’m seeing stars and falling faster. “Oh my God.”
Panting, I try to catch my breath as Liam rises above me with a shit-eating smirk. “I missed the taste of your pussy.”
His bluntness causes me to chuckle. “Think we can get one-day shipping on condoms?”
“I almost forgot how sex-craved you are,” he teases.
“I can’t help it! Look at you.” I gaze down his chest and then to his very thick and hard cock rubbing against me. “You should let me take care of that.”
“I think if we’re gone much longer, Tyler might get suspicious.”
Rolling my eyes, I lean forward and force him to lie on the bed, then straddle him. “Pretty sure he’s well aware we’re not napping in here.”
Then I kneel between his legs and wrap my fingers around his shaft. The guttural moan he releases has me smiling wide. When I circle his tip with my tongue, he moans louder. I watch as Liam’s head falls back, then his hands ball into fists as his body stiffens.
So damn hot.
As I suck and stroke him, working his body faster and harder, Liam sits up and grabs a fistful of my hair. Pulling my head back, he thumbs my chin and brings our mouths together in a white-hot kiss.
“Do you have any idea how fucking sexy it is to watch you get me off?” His voice is low and deep, lighting up everything inside me again.
“Mmm…” I lick my lips. “I can taste how much you like it.”
I can tell he’s close when his cock throbs against my palm. “I don’t want to get it all over you, baby.”
“Don’t worry, you won’t.” I wink, then lower myself again so I can finish him off properly.
Moments later, he moans loudly as he comes inside my mouth. I make sure it doesn’t get on the bed or on us and smirk as I take all of him.
“Next time…” I straddle his waist and hover over him. “I’m holding it in, then spitting it into your mouth.”
The look he gives me has me bursting out laughing. Like I’m fucking crazy. “You kiss me after you go down on me, so how’s it any different?”
Liam narrows his eyes at me, shaking his head. “What the hell is wrong with you? Your bedroom talk is about as good as your sexting.” He sits up with me in his lap, then reaches around and slaps my bare ass. “You’ve been watching porn, haven’t you?”
I shrug. “It was a long and boring two weeks.”
We finally manage to leave the bedroom and both start laughing when we see Tyler in the kitchen with headphones on. He’s digging around the pantry, so I sneak up on him.
“Boo!” I push against his back, but he doesn’t even flinch.
Slowly, he turns around and takes them off, eyeing me with a deadpan expression. “I have extensive training on not getting attacked. Sorry, princess.”
“Not fair.” I pretend to pout. “Where’d you find those anyway?”
“My friend’s gaming headphones. Noise-canceling.” He smirks.
Liam grunts. “Way to be dramatic.”
“Way to not keep it down.”
I giggle at their banter. “Okay, I’m hungry now. Whatcha gonna make me, Beanstalk?”
The three of us spend the rest of the day hanging out and making a plan for what’s next. Liam described Victoria’s reaction and explained how he handled her. I’m impressed and proud of how he stood up to her, though I’m still worried she’ll find a way to retaliate, but I’ve never felt safer than I do with Liam and Tyler.
I’m not sure what happened to Eric, and I’m too scared to know the truth, so I don’t ask. The question comes up if Tyler is going back home, but Liam wants us here until Victoria signs the divorce papers. Until that happens, she could find us and do God knows what. I’m not convinced she’ll be able to get it done in only a week, but she’s an O’Leary, so if anyone can make it happen, she can. There’s no telling who she has on her payroll. Wouldn’t surprise me if she throws thousands of dollars at her attorney to rush it just to avoid those pictures being leaked. I can only hope, though, because I’m dying to go back to Sacramento.