Chapter 8 Invite
Ava Reed
I didn’t know what had possessed me to invite Liam inside, but the second his lips crashed into mine, I didn’t care. The world faded, leaving only the heat between us and the sound of his rough breathing in my ears. His kiss wasn’t gentle, heck it was far from it. It was demanding, raw and completely unapologetic, like he was trying to devour me whole. And I loved it.
He had me pinned against the couch, his body pressing into mine, his lips tracing a heated path down my jaw to my neck.
“You wore this for me, didn’t you, Snowflake?” he murmured, his voice a low growl that sent shivers racing down my spine.
I bit my lip, trying not to let him see how much he was affecting me. “Don’t flatter yourself,” I shot back, though the slight tremor in my voice gave me away.
He smirked, pulling back just enough to let his eyes rake over me, taking in the sheer fabric of my nightwear that left little to the imagination.
“You do realize, you’re a terrible liar,” he said, with amusement laced in his voice
Before I could respond, he scooped me up effortlessly, carrying me toward the bedroom like I weighed nothing.
“You’ve been asking for this since the moment you opened that door,” he said, his lips brushing against my ear.
“And you’ve been insufferable since the moment we met,” I snapped, though my body betrayed me, leaning into him, craving more.
Fucking hormones
His laugh was low and wicked, the kind of sound that made my stomach tighten. “You’re going to regret that mouth of yours, Snowflake.”
He laid me down on the bed, his hands immediately moving to the hand of my nightwear, slipping them off my shoulders with an infuriating slowness.
“You look like a dream,” he murmured, “How do you look better than you did in that corset?”
I raised an eyebrow, trying to regain some semblance of control. “Are you always this cheesy, or is it just me?”
His lips curved into a smug grin as he leaned closer, his hands forming a necklace around my neck.
“Just you,” he admitted, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “Because you drive me fucking crazy.”
I opened my mouth to reply, but his hands were on me, exploring, teasing, brining out sounds from me I didn’t even know I could make. His lips followed, leaving a trail of hot kisses wherever they touched.
“Still want to talk back?” he asked as he gug his tongue into my ear
I could swear that single act was supposed to make me push him far away from him, but why did I freeing moan?
I let out a breathless laugh, lifting my chin in defiance. “Is that all you’ve got?”
The challenge lit something in his eyes, and the next thing I knew, he had my hands pinned above my head, his body pressing me firmly into the mattress.
“You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into,” he warned, his lips brushing against mine without fully kissing me.
“Maybe I do,” I shot back, tilting my hips just enough to make him groan.
“God, you’re trouble,” he growled, as his grip tightened on my wrists.
“Funny,” I said, “I was just about to say the same thing about you.”
His laugh was dark, almost dangerous and it sent a thrill racing through me. “You’re not walking away from this, Snowflake. Not tonight.”
“Who said I wanted to?” I whispered, “This was the tea I invited you over for, after all” and that was all the permission he needed.
His lips crashed into mine again, his hands roaming freely now, touching, kneading, claiming every inch of me. The intensity of it all was overwhelming and yet I couldn’t get enough, I wanted to feel more of him.
“Say my name,” he demanded, as his teeth bit on my nipple
“Make me,” I replied, the words tumbling out before I could think better of it.
“Oh, you’re going to regret that, Snowflake.” He bit down harder, the pain sending me into a frenzy, the kind that made me raise my waist towards him
His hands moved lower, before finally touching the pool my pussy had been keeping for his cock“
You’re a handful,” he murmured as he put his finger inside me “A gushing wet handful” he added, smirking at me
“Funny,” I managed, my voice trembling. “You don’t seem to mind.” I moaned again, closing my eyes as his fingers fucked me faster
“Mind?” he echoed, sticking another finger into my pussy, trying to kill me with his teasing “I love it.” He said, filling his mouth with my lips and his fingers pumped into me without mercy
“You will spread those legs and I’ll fuck that attitude out of you. Got t?” he said, now unbuckling his belt
“Now you speak a language I understand” I replied, spreading my legs wide open