“You do. You own all of me,” I pant out.
He moves my legs over his shoulders and fucks me even harder.
“So, fucking beautiful like this, your tits bouncing everywhere, so fucking beautiful and mine.”
“Yes…Yours,” I pant.
I know he needs to hear that I’m his. He needs it like oxygen. I know this about Liam by now.He’s possessive and it doesn’t bother me in the slightest. I want to be his. I need to be.
He moves my legs off his shoulders, lays me in a semi-prone position, and fucks me relentlessly. This new position hits my G-spot, and I lose my damn mind yelling things that I’m sure are not the least bit coherent.
My orgasm hits me like a Mack truck, furious, without warning, it came in waves.
“Yes, baby girl, fuck yes.”
I run my nails down his chest with one hand, “Come for me. Fill me.”
He groans as he unloads his seed inside my pussy, coating my walls. He kisses me and then pulls out.
“I’ll be right back,” he says.
When he comes back, he has a washcloth and cleans me up.
I smile because I love how he always wants to take care of me.
He tosses the washcloth into the hamper behind the door and climbs into bed beside me. I lay my head on his chest, my ear over his heart.
He sighs as he runs his hands through my hair, “I missed this most.”
“What?”
“Having you in my arms. I missed you so much, baby girl.”
I turn my head and kiss his chest, “I missed you too. I’m sorry, I had some pretty heavy things to work through.”
He blows out a long, stressed-out breath, “I have to tell you something, but can you promise not to leave?”
“It’s going to upset me?”
“Probably.”
I prop my head on my elbow to look at him.
“Tell me.”
“I’m going to see Nash tomorrow.”
I sit up instantly and turn my back to him, so he doesn’t see the instant tears.
“Please don’t go.” He says with fear evident in his voice.
“I’m not. Although I want to.”
I get up and go to the closet and find a pair of shorts and a tank top and get dressed.
I walk towards the dining room with Liam on my heels.
“Right here, Liam. It was right fucking here where he kidnapped me. He fully intended to rape me. But that means nothing to you. Does it? I’m an idiot.”