Chapter 2
SHANE
“Empty?” I repeat, smiling softly as I move closer to him. “I can’t imagine it like that.”
Liam looks at me intensely, as if his gaze could strip our souls bare. The air around us grows dense and warm; the jazz wraps around the living room, creating an ideal atmosphere to let ourselves go.
“It’s because I hadn’t found someone to share it with,” he replies, stepping closer to me, his breath brushing against my skin. “Until you came along.”
In an instant, his face is near mine, and our lips meet again, this time with an urgency that makes me feel bold. His mouth glides over mine with a sweetness that ignites my soul. My hands roam his arms, feeling the firmness of his muscles as his embrace captures me, as if he fears I might slip through his fingers.
The contact deepens. His hands find the curve of my waist, pulling me closer, and his kiss becomes a torrent of passion, characteristic of everything we have repressed until now. Every touch, every whisper in the air makes me lose myself in him.
“Liam…” I manage to articulate between kisses, trapped in this cloud of desire.
There are no more words, only the language of our bodies. Under the dim light filtering through the windows, I can see shadows playing around us, but all I really see is Liam.
When his lips part from mine, I lean my forehead against his, feeling the world spin around us.
“Can you feel that?” he asks in a whisper. “This connection, this fire between us.”
“Yes,” I reply almost breathlessly. “It’s like a magnet.”
He smiles with that confidence that melts me inside. Then, without breaking eye contact, he takes my hand and guides me to the sofa. I sit down and he unfolds beside me, his hand on the small of my back, lightly pulling me toward him. A nearly subtle movement, but it ignites the most intense spark between us.
The music continues to flow in the background, every note like a whisper of promises. The atmosphere is perfect, thick with palpable tension. With one hand, he caresses my cheek, and the brush of his thumb on my skin sends a pleasurable shiver through me.
“You’re everything I’ve wanted, Shane,” he whispers, his dark gaze reflecting the sincerity of his words. “And it’s not just physical attraction. It’s so much more than that.”
I feel the color rising to my cheeks. Before I can respond, he tilts his head and reconnects our lips, more passionately than before, as if now we know exactly what we want. In my mind, desire intensifies and something primal awakens within me.
We lose ourselves in each other, and suddenly I wish for the outside world to fade away even more. The room is filled with heated whispers, fleeting laughter, and the background music that seems to share so much of this connection.
“Do you mind if we do this?” he asks, his voice a deep echo in the tranquility of the moment.
My heart races as I nod, unable to articulate words. However, before the conversation can turn into something more, he stands and takes my hand, guiding me down the hallway that leads to his bedroom.
“Let’s go somewhere more comfortable,” he says, leading me as my pulse quickens.
The walk to his bedroom feels like a journey through time; each second heightens the anticipation. Instincts and emotions intertwine, and the electricity that surrounds us reaches its peak.
Finally, the door to his room closes behind us, and the air feels even more charged. Liam looks at me with a mixture of adoration and desire, as if he could see all my secrets in that moment. With a gentle but firm movement, he pushes me softly against the wall, keeping his body close to mine.
“There’s no turning back,” he murmurs, his lips millimeters from mine. “Just you and me.”
“It’s what I’ve been longing for,” damn hormones making me so hot for this man.
And before I can think, I want him so much that I leap towards him, giving him a wink before kissing him.
-Fuck me hard and fast, Liam,” I whisper against his lips. I need you so bad it hurts.
Liam grunts, pulling me onto the bed. Between kisses and caresses, we strip off our clothes in the midst of our frenzy. Liam lays me down on the bed and turns me over; excitement invades my body and laughter bubbles out of me. I prop myself up on my hands and knees and wiggle my butt, looking over my shoulder at him.
-Naughty little wolfie,” he leans over and bites one cheek of my ass; I laugh.
-This little wolf is very needy for her wolf. Fuck me.
Liam growls again, slapping my ass. He reaches behind me and I feel him run the tip of his cock across my entrance several times until he thrusts in in one lunge. He grips my hips with both hands and begins pumping in and out of me with renewed fervor. I moan loudly; I don’t care who hears me. Holding me with one hand, I bring the other to my clit and massage it; just the touch makes me cum, my pussy sucking Liam’s huge cock inside me.
-Oh, yes, like this, God, Liam, like this! -I don’t realize he’s glued to my back until I feel him bite my shoulder and cum inside me, filling every corner of my core with his essence. My body collapses without energy on the bed and he on top of me.
I feel so satiated and pleased that I fall asleep, with the scent and warm body of the man I love covering mine. I feel so safe and complete that I come to the conclusion that I love him. I love this man.