Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26105 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26105 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“Why didn’t you?” His voice is a low rumble, vibrating against my cheek.
“I assumed you’d moved on with someone new at some fancy school. I didn’t want to disrupt your life, Liam.”
His warm, calloused hands cup my face, forcing me to meet his gaze. “My life shattered when you left. You wouldn’t have disrupted anything. You were my entire world, Charley. Losing you extinguished my light and tumbled me into darkness. I would’ve done anything to have you back. Fuckin’ anything.”
His mouth meets mine. His lips are cool, but his tongue is warm. I taste a hint of whiskey as our tongues meld in perfect unison. I fall into the kiss, a slow simmer building to something hot and undeniable.
His hands roam my body, pressing me against him. The scent of his cologne—a familiar, comforting musk—fills my senses. His arousal is a hard ridge against my belly, fueling the fire burning through me.
My Liam.
I realize that not only have I missed him, but I need him. My heart didn’t beat properly without Liam. My life was devoid of joy because I was missing my other half. At this moment, with this kiss, our broken pieces finally realign.
Liam slowly pulls away and rests his forehead on mine. His breathing is ragged as his hooded eyes bore into mine. He traces my bottom lip with the pad of his thumb. Emotion clogs his words, but his irises swirl with so much longing and burning passion. “What are you doing to me, Charley Heart? Loving you broke me open.”
His mouth moves along my jaw to my lips, driving me wild with lust. I arch into him and deepen the kiss, my hands tangling in his hair. His growl vibrates through me as he skims his hand up my torso, sending erotic tingles through me. His touch is electric. He holds me firmly, and my nipples harden and ache at his dominant touch.
My breathing grows ragged, each inhale a gasp. I pull away, desperate to fill my lungs with cool air. My eyes lock onto his, seeing the same hunger, the same animalistic need I know is reflected in mine. My lips are swollen and bruised from the intensity of our kiss.
“I want to do so many filthy things to those sweet lips. Fuck, Charley, I want to do something filthy to every goddamn part of you. I want you naked and panting beneath me. I want to fuck you so thoroughly that you forget all those years we were apart. But we want everyone on the farm talking about it.”
Liam rises and holds out his hand, pulling me up. He places his other hand behind my back and guides me along the path as we retrace our footsteps, but this time, we veer toward the main house.
The second we cross the threshold, Liam pulls me against his hard body and bites my bottom lip. He cages me against the wall in the hallway near his bedroom. I trace his jaw, skimming his earlobe and neck with my teeth. He groans as my hand glides to his pants, and I undo his zipper. Grabbing my wrist, he presses my arm above my head.
“Charley,” he whispers, “if we do this, there’s no going back.”
“I’m good with that, Liam.”
“You say that now”—he cups my nape and claims my mouth in a fierce kiss, sending lightning bolts of wild desire through my system—“but you don’t know what you’re asking for. I’m not the same. I can’t promise to be gentle.”
I tug my arm against his grip, unable to free myself. I want to be closer. Want him to touch every inch of my skin, to lose myself in his touch.
He nips at my bottom lip as he brings his body flush to mine. “I missed you so fuckin’ much.”
I groan as he thrusts against my core, seeking friction. He hitches my leg around his hip and slides his hand up my thigh, so close to where my aching body needs him desperately.
“You smell so good, sweet Charley. I can’t wait to have you on my tongue.”
His hand moves higher, and his fingertips find the edge of my panties. I’m at his mercy. I want to beg him to take me right here against the wall in the middle of the afternoon.
Liam drops to his knees and runs his hands slowly up my leg, ankle to knee to thigh, yanking my pants down in a swift move. He ghosts his nose over my pussy and inhales. “Fuck.”
My hips buck as he glides his finger along my slit before sliding into me.
“You’re so wet for me, aren’t you, baby girl?”
“Yes,” I pant as I gaze down at him.
His lips turn up into an arrogant smile. “That’s good, sweetheart. Now I’m gonna make you beg.”
CHAPTER 7
Liam
I’m being an asshole.
I know it.