He walked across the room and flipped on the bright, glaring lights overhead. In the terrible hush, she didn’t know what to say. Feeling his silent will, she followed his command and raised her head. She frowned as she got a good look at her tear-stained face.
“Oh my god, I’m a mess!” Raine couldn’t stand to look at her splotchy cheeks, swollen eyes, and wild hair under those intense lights for a second more. She glanced away.
“No, none of that, lass. You’re a beauty. Look again, past the tears. What do you see?”
“I don’t know,” she murmured as she forced herself to gaze at her own reflection, trying not to flinch. “Someone lost. Someone who’s been lingering where she probably shouldn’t. Someone everyone in this club probably thinks is pathetic.”
Liam cupped her face in his hand, raising her chin. Side by side, their faces reflected.
“There’s a wee bit of a lost soul here, but you’re no longer the frightened child you once were. You’re a woman grown, and you need more than Hammer has allowed you. But you haven’t found the Dom willing to give it to you.” He wrapped an arm around her. “Until now.”
Maybe Liam could give her more. Hammer had watched over her, helped and protected her, which was more than she could say for her own family, but he hadn’t nurtured her as a submissive or a woman.
Liam palmed her heavy breasts. She sucked in a shaky breath as his thumbs lightly brushed over her nipples. As she liquefied beneath his touch, she watched the heat grow in his eyes.
“There’s my beauty, right there. Just a little trust... Give me that, and I’ll make it better.”
Or make it worse. In seconds, he’d set her entire body aching and yearning.
“Liam,” she whimpered, arching her back, legs shifting restlessly, silently begging for more.
“There now. Softly does it, lass. Put yourself in my care. I know what you need and I want you to let the longing you’ve kept inside you free. But you’ve got to be still for me.”
Damn it, that voice of his deepened again, turning her on even more. As his fingers pinched her tight nipples, she writhed. Her hips bucked. Her pussy wept. She wanted to close her eyes and savor every sensation, but his demanding stare held her prisoner.
Suddenly, his hands settled gently on the curve of her waist. “I know you’ve been hurting. But if you want me to help you, you’ve got to be still and give yourself over to me.”
It wasn’t easy, but Raine forced herself to relax, stop her movements, and look at the two of them in the mirror.
His smile made her glow. “Excellent. For your effort, you deserve a little reward.”
He lowered one hand, aiming between her thighs. His caress brushed down her abdomen agonizingly slow, but his intent was clear. His other hand continued to torment her nipple as his warm breath skimmed over her neck.
“Please, Liam,” she whispered, struggling to remain still under his slow, teasing touch.
His hand lingered over her, his hovering fingers taunting her. “I feel the heat of your cunt, Raine. I smell you, too, sweet and ripe.”
She couldn’t speak, only look into his eyes with a beseeching hunger. Her hips jerked involuntarily toward his touch. His fingers grazed her bare heat. He quickly removed them.
“Now what did I tell you?”
“To stay still.” She bit her lip. Would he punish her now? “I’m trying, I swear.”
“Try harder. Your will is strong. Be brave enough to surrender your control. If you can do that, you’ll get what you need.”
He was right; she knew that. She’d watched enough scenes to know how it worked. She closed her eyes, focused, not on the way he made her ache, but on hearing his voice in her head and heeding his command. Be still. It took a moment. The urge to lean closer to him, sway into his mesmerizing touch was strong, but she forced her will to be stronger. With a deep breath, she raised her chin, opened her eyes. And didn’t move.
“Now there’s a pretty sight. I knew you had it in you, lass. You’re pleasing me so much. Let me show you.”
His fingers plunged into her swollen, weeping folds, and she arched back, crying out as her pussy gripped his digits tightly. “That’s a good girl. You are one of the most lovely creatures I’ve yet laid eyes on. Feel what I do to you. Center yourself around my touch. I mean to draw you to me, little by little, Raine. I’ll take everything you give and always want more. Are you strong enough to handle that? Do you crave more of the feeling I’m giving you right now?”
It was as if he could see into her soul and know everything she wanted to hear. Liam’s tender dominance made her feel so alive. So free. If this sensation was what all submissives felt…god, no wonder women flocked to this club. No wonder so many wanted Liam.