Chapter 27
SHANE
-Can I? -she asks. I point to the zipper of my dress so she can pull it down, lest she pull it up and try to pull it over my head. Needless to say, I’ve been bare-assed this whole time.
-Always. -I reply.
His knuckles graze the center of my spine as he pulls the zipper of my dress down to the small of my back. His hands slide gently down my shoulders to pull the straps of the dress down. Since I know the dress is a little tight around my hips, I give gentle, but sensual side-to-side motions to help him remove both the dress and my panties. Liam interrupts me midway; I hear him bend down behind me to finish removing my dress, leaving me unsupported on my feet. Then he taps lightly to get my feet out and tosses the garments aside.
As his fingertips gently run down my legs, he takes his time in a brush as subtle as the touch of a feather. I startle a little as I feel his lips on my hips, leaving little kisses, as if he’s smelling my skin, as if it’s the most delicious thing he’s ever encountered. Liam’s fingers brush against my back and my skin bristles; as he’s fully behind me, he raises his height and kisses my shoulders and neck. That causes me to close my eyes and a moan escapes me. He helps me remove my bra without me asking, which makes me smile inside.
I turn slowly, hoping to find him watching me, but to my chagrin, I see Liam walk over to the wall and turn off the lights. He opens the curtains, letting the moonlight filter through the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the balcony.
He looks at me before he begins to remove his shirt, then his pants, finally his boxer shorts, never taking his eyes off me, as if forging an invisible bond between us. The silver moonlight illuminates his skin, revealing every toned muscle, every marked line that makes me want him even more. There is something in his eyes that envelops me with a warmth that contrasts with the coolness of the night.
-You’re more beautiful than I remember,” he whispers, his voice low and heavy with desire. It electrifies me. Each word is a delicate touch on my skin.
As he moves closer to me, I feel the air grow thicker, as if we are trapped in a bubble about to burst. I can’t help but bite my lip as he moves forward, the tension between us palpable. I want to reach for his skin, explore every inch of his body, but at that moment, I can’t move, I just want to watch him.
Liam stops a step away from me, his gaze scanning every corner of my body, as if he’s trying to etch it into his memory. Then, slowly, he brings his hand to my face, his fingers caressing my cheek, his touch gentle, almost reverent.
-I want to make you feel everything you have awakened in me,” he says, and his voice is a seductive whisper.
Finally, he moves closer, and the warmth of his body envelops me. His lips meet mine in an intense, deep kiss.
My hands seek his hair, sliding my fingers through the dark strands as I push him a little deeper, deepening the kiss. A slight tremor runs through my body as I feel his hands on my waist, firm but gentle, drawing circles on my skin. He pulls me tight against him and I feel his huge erect cock, throbbing against my stomach, the wetness of his head, synchronizing with my own wetness seeping between my thighs.
Liam breaks the kiss, his gaze narrowed and charged with lust. With a gentle tug, he takes my hand and guides me to the bed. The softness of the sheets greets me, and as I look up, I see his figure above me, the moon illuminating his face, emphasizing those features that had me trapped from the first moment I saw him.
-I’ve never felt this way with anyone,” he confesses, as he leans down to plant kisses on my neck, causing my heart to race again.
I don’t respond, just let my actions speak for me. My hands run up and down his back, feeling the warmth of his skin as I pull him closer. The night is just beginning, and I’m ready to lose myself in it, in him, in this moment that feels like it’s straight out of a dream. In this instant, all that matters is Liam and the magic that flows between us.
-Do you trust me? -he asks, approaching me, and he looks like a predator in the dark.
-It’s a little late to ask that. -I whisper.
-Lobita. An answer. -he demands.
I take a deep breath.
-Yes. -Why the fuck, this man has me so horny, he might as well ask me to marry him and I’ll say yes.
Liam stands up leaning on his outstretched hands on top of me.
-Then I’m going to taste you first.
I smile, as I feel my cheeks burn.
Liam begins to slowly work his way down my body, leaving soft kisses on my throat and shoulder, leaving a trail of caresses down to a hardened nipple, which he sucks into his warm wet mouth, sucking it hard. When he deems he’s had enough of my breasts, Liam continues down his tongue, making a sweep down my ribs, down the valley of my stomach until he dips his tongue into my navel and continues his way down to my belly, where he pays very particular attention. Then, he continues down until he reaches my vagina, for which I am very grateful I had the decency to wax today. The soft breaths I receive directly into my intimacy make me shudder. When he positions himself between my legs, his shoulders spread my thighs wider, causing me to spread my legs a little apart and place them over his shoulders so he has a better grip on my hips.