As he tucks me firmly against his chest with his arms holding me close, he whispers, “I love you so much.”
I smile to myself. I tilt my head and reply with what I’ve been holding back all day. “Thank you for being the man you are. I love you too.”
“You know I’m not letting you leave again.”
“I hoped you wouldn’t.”
“Good. As long as we’re on the same page, because I’d hate to have to go to the dark side and kidnap you.”
“I’m yours, Liam. I’m not going anywhere.” We kiss slowly, and it seems I had energy for more than sleep because I climb on top of him as we lazily make love.
Chapter Nine
Boss
I wake up refreshed and feeling great. Dylan and I head out early to discuss what I can give him on these men. He has been working all night while Harley slept because nothing will stop him from learning everything he can about who was involved in her abduction, and I can’t blame him. I offered my help, but all he wants from me is to look after Harley and keep all the other dicks away from her until he’s done.
I’m betting he’ll be back within a day. “Just remember—don’t get sloppy. Can’t have you getting locked away.”
“Not going to happen. I wouldn’t do anything to cause me to lose her. Nothing.”
I return back to the house to find my future wife and my future niece chatting on the sofa, talking about some show on television. I don’t know what it is, but I’m starving. “Ladies, who’s hungry?”
“Actually, I’m a little bit tired,” Harley says, releasing a yawn.
“I’ll show you to your room,” I tell her.
“I’ll get started on some breakfast if you want, babe.”
“Sounds good.” I kiss Esperanza’s cheek and lead Harley to the spare bedroom.
“Thanks for everything. You’re an amazing person, and I’m glad that Dylan got to see a better part of his family.”
“Thank you, Harley.”
She yawns again. “Sorry. It’s been a rough week for me. I didn’t get much sleep last night. He thought I didn’t know what he was up to in the other room, but I’m not stupid. I hope he’s careful.”
“He will be. Get some sleep.” She nods and goes into the room and closes the door behind her. Now it’s time to find the missus and give her this ring that’s been burning a hole in my pocket for the past few hours. I had it made the day I arrived back from Vegas, but it was only finished yesterday so I scooped it up on my way back from my talk with Dylan.
“Damn, is that sexy or what?”
“Or what?’
“You’re so sexy. I could eat you for breakfast. Spread you out and lick your pussy like sweet, sticky syrup. Sounds better and better every second that passes.” I inch closer.
“Harley’s in the other room.”
“She went to sleep. Now, get over here and give me a kiss.”
“Come get it.” She arches her brow, challenging me, and I’m always up for a good dare. I grab the back of her neck with one hand and pull her in, slamming my mouth on hers, kissing her like she needs it because she does. The moan that escapes her lips tells me how much she craved it. Thrusting my fingers into her lusciously long, curly dark hair, I tug as I drag my mouth down her jaw and along her neck, biting at her throat and moving back up to her lips.
Quickly, reaching for the knob, I turn off the flame on the stove and then scoop her up in my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist and walking her out of the kitchen and into the laundry room off to the side. As much as I’d love to fuck her right there, I’m not sure Harley is really asleep yet.
“Laundry room?”
“Yes, love. I need you right now, and this is the closest room with a lock.” I lift her onto the counter.
“Whoa, this is nice.”
“Glad you like it.” I reach for her yoga pants and slide them off her slender legs. After all these years, she has killer legs. I growl as I stroke my hands over the smooth stems. Lifting them, I place tender, open-mouthed kisses from the ankle to her inner thigh. “Time to get my sticky breakfast.”
“It’s nice and warm for you, Liam.” I grab her panties and pull them off and toss them in the basket. “Someone made them messy,” she adds.
“Good. You’re about to make my face nice and messy.”
“Fair is fair.” I drop, bend my head, and lean over, tilting her body so her elbows are resting on the tabletop and her legs are on my shoulders as I dip my tongue in her pool of honey. Fuck, she tastes so good that I press my face closer, brushing my nose over her clit, teasing her little nub. Her tiny hands with her light pink nails slide into my hair, digging into my scalp and down between my shoulder blades. My dick leaks cum all over my boxers as I own her body, making her cream for me like she should. I love pleasing her. No woman should go without orgasms from her man, and I plan on giving them to her until my dying day.