Chapter 120 I do not even know what I am saying anymore
Liam's POV
"Wow, really?" James sounds excited. "She actually bought that you were in danger? She must really like you."
I cross my arms over my chest and stare at the stove. My mind goes back to a few days ago.
\-A FEW DAYS AGO-
"I have an idea." James leans in like he is sharing some big secret. "If you play this right, she will be back in your arms by the end of the weekend."
"I am listening." I rub my temples and try to focus on what he is saying.
"You do not know for sure if she likes you, right? And she can be a little... well, high maintenance. So what you need is a chance to push her over the edge and make her open up to you."
"How am I supposed to do that?"
"A dangerous situation." James smirks at me. "I checked the weather. It is going to rain like hell this weekend. So let us say you go for a swim in the ocean and she is the only one who realizes your life is at risk. Do you not think she will do something really irrational in that moment? And then you can use that opportunity to get those true feelings out of her."
I frown. "And what if she just sits in the living room and watches me drown?"
"Then this whole making-her-fall-for-you thing is a lost cause." James pauses but then adds, "But I have seen the way she looks at you. There are some deep feelings there. Trust me. She will pour her heart out."
I rest my chin on my hands and think about what he is saying. It is not a terrible plan actually. I am so fucking tired of playing this back and forth game with her. It is going nowhere and I am running out of time.
"Okay." I finally give in. "Let us just hope I do not end up dead in the ocean."
\-BACK TO NOW-
"Man, you should have seen the look on her face when she went out to find you." James keeps rambling. "I was a little afraid she might actually jump into the ocean with you. So did you talk to her? How deep are we talking here? Is she ready to drop the L bomb?"
I stay quiet and feel my jaw tighten. The image of her desperate face comes into my head and it does not give me the satisfaction I thought it would. Instead I feel my stomach twist, like I actually feel bad for making her upset like that.
That is bullshit. I laugh at myself internally and shake off that stupid feeling.
"Are you done talking?" I hiss at James. "Time to leave."
"But you have not given me any of the good details yet." James whines. "Come on, just tell me. What was she like when you found her? And..."
Then we both hear the door creak open. Our bodies go tense immediately as Sophie's voice comes from the guest room.
"Liam, there are no clean towels in here. Can you bring some extras?"
I let out a quiet breath of relief and call back quickly, "Sure. Be right there."
I throw a tea bag into the mug, pour in the hot water, and shoot a warning glare at James before heading back to the guest room.
Sophie's POV
I already took off my clothes and sank into the hot bath before he comes back because I did not want him watching me get undressed.
But then again, we are going to see each other naked tonight anyway. There is no avoiding that.
I feel my face get hot at the thought and I pat my cheeks to cool them down.
Tonight has been so magical so far. We finally opened up to each other, truthfully and honestly. There is still a lot we need to figure out but at least we are starting a real relationship together.
A real relationship. My mind drifts for a second.
I wonder how my mom and Mr. Thorne will react to this. I am not too worried about Mr. Thorne because he has always been so nice and caring. I am actually more worried about my mom.
She has told me plenty of times that friends and relatives from the Thorne family do not like her much. They think she is a total gold digger who ruined Mr. Thorne and his wife's marriage. So if they find out that this gold digger's daughter, meaning me, dared to seduce the only heir to the Thorne fortune, it will only make things worse for my mom.
I sigh in frustration. So I guess we will have to keep this a secret for now.
The sound of the door opening snaps me back. I look up and see Liam walking into the bathroom with fresh towels and a mug in his hand.
"Hey." My lips curve up automatically the second I see him. "What took you so long? I thought I heard someone talking. Did somebody stop by?"
"No. It is probably just the wind." He sets the mug down on the counter and then looks at me. "Miss me?"
He gives me this crooked smile that is so pretty and young looking it makes my heart stop. So before I even realize what I am saying, I murmur, "Yeah. So much."
I really did miss him. Even if he was only gone for ten minutes.
His smile gets bigger. Then he pulls his T-shirt off over his head and unbuttons his jeans. A minute later he is completely naked.
I can not help but stare at his body as he steps into the tub.
The bathtub is not really big enough for two people, especially since he is so tall and broad. So we end up very close together and I immediately feel him hard against my skin.
He moves around behind me and settles me between his legs. Then he starts nibbling on the sensitive part of my neck while his hand comes up to cup my breasts, rubbing my nipples gently.
I moan and let my head fall back against his chest. He catches my mouth and kisses me while his hand travels down, into the water, until it reaches between my legs.
I kiss him back eagerly, opening my mouth to let his tongue in. This feels so different from our first night together. That time was all about desire and lust. But now... I can feel the attachment. The love.
He rubs my clit with his fingers and then pushes one inside me. The hot water makes it easier. I gasp as the familiar pleasure starts building between my thighs.
I grab his wrist and push his finger deeper. He takes the hint and curls his fingertip inside me, rubbing gently against my inner walls.
"Oh God, Liam." I cry out. The feeling is so intense.
"Yeah? Does that feel good?" His voice sounds strained and rough. "Do you like it? Fucking yourself on my finger?"
I suck his lower lip into my mouth and beg him. "I want you. Liam, fuck me. Now."
"Fuck." He groans.
He grabs my waist with one hand and lifts me slightly. Then the next second he raises his hips and thrusts his cock deep inside me.
"Ah." I gasp and hold onto his arms so tight my nails dig into his skin.
He breathes heavily and immediately starts moving faster. It is wild and rough. The room fills with the sound of water splashing and our bodies slapping together. He is fucking me so quick and hard that my mind goes completely blank.
"Fuck, Soph." He grits out next to my ear. "You are so fucking tight. And so ready. Ready for me."
Yes. Yes I am. "Ah, Liam... please." I do not even know what I am saying anymore. I can only call his name over and over and let him drive me crazy.
He sucks hard on the back of my neck. Then he brings one hand around to rub my clit while his cock keeps pounding into me. The pleasure is too much. I almost scream as my legs go stiff and my toes curl.
"No. Wait for me." His voice is forceful.
He grabs my waist with both hands, lifting me up and then pressing me back down. His cock goes even deeper. I can not help but clench around him as he keeps doing it. Then with one hard thrust I come and he pulls out just in time. I feel warm liquid spill into the water.
I collapse against his chest, panting and trying to catch my breath. He holds me in his arms and kisses my forehead gently. Neither of us says anything and I feel so safe and cared for next to him.
"Liam." I murmur, exhausted and sleepy. "I love you."
I say it and immediately regret it, scared that it will freak him out. But he just holds me tighter and whispers back, "Me too."