by Lucy Gage
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Liam shook his head. The bullet had been lodged in his body and that’s why it hurt so fucking bad. Because it was a small caliber and the entry wound wasn’t very big, he was lucky that it hadn’t hit anything major and his blood loss was minimal.
But that motherfucker hurt.
He was also fortunate to be near a US Air Force base at the time. A surgeon removed the thing within a few hours. Healing from the surgery had been the easy part.
The PTSD had been hell.
Jenna nearly undid him when she kissed his scar, a gentle flutter of lips against his skin. He hadn’t admitted to many people about being shot, but not one of the women he bedded regularly – not even his high school girlfriend – ever mentioned his scar.
“I’m glad you survived,” she whispered with a little smile.
His heart skipped a beat at the sentiment. Holy God. He wasn’t ready to let anyone in like that.
Jenna didn’t dwell on it for long. If she sensed his unease, she didn’t say. Instead, she traced his waistband and unbuckled his belt, slowly removing it. Then she unbuttoned his pants and eased down his zipper, grazed him, and he flinched.
“Easy. I won’t hurt you,” she murmured.
She pushed his shorts off his hips and let them drop to the floor, gently shoved him toward the bed so that he fell onto his back, then approached him like a lioness stalking her prey. With her hands on either side of his head and a knee between his legs, she said, “On or off?”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you want the bikini on or off while I’m blowing you?”
Hell, her potty mouth was hot, too. Fuck, he loved dirty talk.
“On. I want to take it off myself and if I do that now, I’ll want to fuck you as soon as you’re naked.”
She laughed. “To the point. I like it. You don’t want to make love to me, huh?”
“Not the first time. I don’t know you well enough to profess love or be sentimental about it. You’d rather I didn’t say it like that?”
“As long as when you give it to me it’s hard and fast and feels like you’re fucking me and not making love to me, then I’ll call a spade a spade. I like it both ways, but if you’re going to name it something dirty, it better be dirty when you do it.”
He laughed. “You always like this?”
“Only when I really trust someone. I like you. You make me want to take off all my clothes and fuck like rabbits. I don’t feel like that with many guys. Most guys take advantage and act like dicks when a woman is assertive. You’re letting me get hot and bothered without expecting me to be a whore.”
“How do you know I don’t expect you to be a whore?”
Liam smiled, touched her cheek, ran his fingers through her silky hair. She was simply amazing.
“Because you were surprised when I said I wanted to put you in my mouth. You’ll wait to remove the suit and prolong foreplay so I’ll get off. You don’t treat a whore with that much respect.”
What kind of guy disrespects any woman? Even if I had to pay someone, I’d still treat her like she was worthy.
“I don’t want you to be my whore. I want you to be my lover. Talking dirty turns me on, and I’m glad you trust me. I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to do.” He kissed her.
“I know. That’s why I feel safe with you. Why I know you’ll let me be aggressive without thinking that it means I’d like you to hurt me. I don’t want that, just to be in charge a little. I don’t like to lie there and be someone’s live sex toy. I prefer to be a partner. A lover.”
“Good. I want that too. I don’t enjoy sex when I’m the only one participating. If I wanted that, I’d jack off in the shower. My hand doesn’t expect a phone call the next day.”
Jenna laughed. “I won’t, either. We both enjoy this and you call me after, I’ll answer the phone. But I won’t expect you to act like my boyfriend, unless it’s what we both choose. Right now, my goal is to take off those boxers and look at you, and then touch you, and then blow you. That okay?”
“I think we’re good. I can wait to talk more until later.”
She smiled, pulled his boxers over his hips and his erection until she yanked them off his feet, and then tossed the clothes onto the floor.
With a sigh, she said, “Nice. Very nice,” then went to work.
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Jenna knew she was good at this. She’d very seldom refused and nearly always initiated it because she’d always liked it. Liam’s skin tasted a little salty and felt like velvet against her mouth. She sucked hard, stroked him while she used her teeth and her tongue and her lips.
At one point, she said, “Don’t bother to tell me to stop. If I didn’t want to swallow, I wouldn’t.” And then she continued.
That obviously aroused him more, because his dick swelled even further. Knowing she was driving him close to orgasm was heady. For some reason, this time was different, even better for her. His reaction said he loved it and that revved her engine. She responded by increasing her pace, sucking harder, and she knew it would be soon.
His fist curled into her hair. She grabbed his balls and gently squeezed as she sucked, and Jenna sensed his control over the urge to thrust his hips toward the back of her throat. He groaned as she pushed him over the edge and he exploded in her mouth. Waiting until his orgasm subsided, she withdrew and then licked the last little bit, making him flinch and her smile.
She lay beside him on the bed, smiled and gently caressed his chest. Tracing the ridges of his six-pack, she admitted, “You’re hot. I thought you were sexy as soon as you opened the door.”
Liam had regained the power of speech. “I felt like a perv because I wanted you as soon as I saw you and I thought you were a teenager.”
Jenna was offended. “I don’t look that young!”
“I’m sure in a skin tight dress and stilettos with your hair on top of your head you’d look above the age of consent, but in those cute little shorts and tank top, you look like a teenager. Sorry.”
“Are you glad I’m not?”
“Holy hell, are you kidding? I have standards. I wanted to take you to bed, but if you weren’t old enough, I wouldn’t have done it.”
“Technically, you still haven’t.”
He rolled so that he was on top of her. “We can change that.”
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“Oh, please do,” she breathed.
“You had enough foreplay?”
“Unless there’s something you wanted to do to me…”
“Jesus, woman, you’re gonna give me a heart attack if you keep talking like that.”
“Why? Is there something you wanted to do to me?”
Christ, she kept pushing his buttons. He shook his head. “So many things. We don’t need to do them all now. How about if I taste you? You like that?”
“God, yes.”
First, he pulled the strings of the itty bitty bikini and dropped it to the floor. Lying completely naked on his bed, she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen and she smelled of coconuts, like suntan lotion from his childhood.
Delicious. Every inch.
“I take back what I said. Without clothes, you don’t look like a teenager.” He had to put his mouth on her ripe tits, squeezing one while he sucked on the other. “Oh, God. They’re real. You are so fucking beautiful, Jenna.” He switched sides and she moaned, arching her back. “You like that. What if I touch you while I do it? Will you like that even more?”
She whimpered as he slid his fingers between her thighs, two at once this time. The slick heat had increased with her arousal and he hardened again. He wanted her so much. Kissing his way to that pretty patch of hair, he spread her legs and nearly blew his load again. If he hadn’t promised to give her all the foreplay she needed, he’d fuck her immediately. He’d never been so aroused looking at a woman in his life.
What was she doing to him?
Desperate to taste her juices on his lips, he lick
ed, sucked, flicked her clit with his tongue, and fucked her with his fingers. She panted and he could feel her insides squeezing his digits.
“You want it now?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“You sure you’re ready?” Fuck, he hoped so. He needed to be inside her like nothing else.
“Now. Now, Liam. Hurry.”
Grabbing a condom from the bedside drawer, he ripped the wrapper and rolled it down. When he turned back, Jenna’s fingers were circling her clit. Shit. This girl might be the death of him.
She spread her legs and he eased inside her. As he did, Jenna cried, “Oh, Liam, that feels so good.” He groaned at how tight and wet she was. Good didn’t begin to describe it.
Her feet anchored on his hips and she met him, thrust for thrust, dug her nails into his back, and kissed him hard and deep. He picked up the pace, and when she clamped his cock with her pussy like a vice, Liam hoped she wanted him to pummel her.
He sure as hell needed to do that. “You want me to fuck you?” he asked.
“Yes,” she panted. “Fuck me hard. Give me everything you have.” He loved the demanding tone, so he gave it all to her, fast and deep, until she climaxed hard and screamed his name.
It pushed Liam over the edge. He let out a strangled cry and collapsed on top of her. Then he propped himself on his forearms and kissed her, smiling at her satisfied expression. Pulling out, he flopped onto the bed, panting. After a minute, he laughed.
“Jesus, Jenna, if you tell me you never want to see me again, I think I’ll cry.”
She laughed and rolled toward him, propping her head on her hand. “You do that to me every time, I’ll see you as much as we can manage.”
“I can’t promise anything, but I’ll sure as hell try. That was fucking amazing.”
She kissed him. “Yes. You did not disappoint. Let’s get under the covers and you can hold me for a little while. I’ll wake you for more again later.”
Liam disposed of the condom, shut off the lights and crawled into bed with her. They fit well together, and it felt good having her next to him. He let out a big sigh.
He wasn’t ready for something this intense all the time. Was he? Not that she said she wanted that, but he had no idea if he could let go and commit to one person. Letting someone into his heart, the way he once had with Mia, terrified him.
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Jenna was getting under Liam’s skin. She guessed that he didn’t realize he was fidgety, and suspected that he liked her more than he’d anticipated.
That was equally true of her, she of arms-length relationships. Though she understood his anxious feelings, she was convinced this time was different. Whether he was Catie’s brother or not, she knew he was unlike any man she’d ever been with before. The last thing she wanted to do was scare him away.
“Stop over-thinking it,” she whispered. “I told you it doesn’t have to be more than this. I don’t need declarations to sleep with you. I like you. Let’s just see where it goes from here, okay?”
“Okay.”
They lay there for a few minutes while she lazily traced her fingers on his chest and he played with her hair.
Before long, her core ached. “I want you,” she murmured.
“Already?”
“Yes. Can I?” She wanted to be on top this time.
“Can you what?”
She rolled until her knees landed on either side of his hips. The wetness between her thighs rubbed against him and he grew instantly. Rapid breathing said he wanted her, too.
“Yes. Condoms in that drawer.” He gestured to where she’d seen him retrieve the last one, and when she stroked as she rolled it down his length, he hisssed.
“Like that, do you?” she teased.
“Just get over here.” He tugged until she straddled him again.
As she eased him into her opening, he groaned. She sighed, the fullness somehow satisfying more than her physical need.
“So good,” she breathed, riding him slow and steady.
“I can’t believe you’re real. You’re incredible.”
“Give me enough foreplay, we’ll both come every time.”
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Jenna picked up speed and rotated her hips as Liam cupped her perfect tits and pinched her nipples. Her quickening breath and moans told him she was close. His thumb stroked her clit and she screamed his name again as she clenched her muscles around him.
The surge pushed through him all the way from his head to his toes and he groaned. “Oh Jenna, you’re so fucking good.”
She collapsed onto his chest and he held her, caressing her back. “What am I gonna do with you?” he said.
She chuckled. “I don’t know. That, over and over again until you’re sick of me?”
“Christ, I don’t know if I could ever be sick of you. This is the best sex I’ve ever had.”
She lay on the pillow by his side. “Best ever, huh?”
“By a mile. Where have you been hiding?”
“Just lurking in the bushes, waiting to pounce on you,” she teased. “Too bad we haven’t crossed paths before this. Think of all the years we could have been having great sex.”
“Somehow, I think you were always having great sex.”
“Nah. Not every guy is good at taking orders,” she said with a laugh. “Get rid of that thing and let’s go to sleep.”
Liam disposed of the condom and then he climbed under the blankets.
“Lay on your side and face me,” she instructed. He did as she said. She touched his face and scooted closer to him. “Now we can be close without being uncomfortable.”
Liam laughed. “You have all the answers, don’t you?”
“Not all, but most.” She kissed his lips. “Good night,” she said, and within minutes, she was asleep.
As Liam gently brushed her hair from her face, he was left to think about what had happened. Earlier today, he was a single guy with a few lovers and no commitments to any of them. How could he be like that with Jenna? From the moment they met, he wanted to be around her.
Now that he’d spent some time with her, had made love to her – and despite what they’d said, it was more than sex that made this connection so intense – he couldn’t imagine not spending as much time as possible with her. He wasn’t ready to profess any love to her, but damned if he didn’t feel something other than lust.
And that was scary as hell.
Chapter 7
Liam had been having this fantastic dream about a hot blonde doing all sorts of sexual favors for him. When he woke to the sensation of someone stroking him, he was sure it must be a wet dream. Then he felt a condom being rolled on and his eyes popped open. He shifted so that Jenna was under him.
“Now I know I’m not dreaming,” he croaked.
“Oh? How is that?” she breathed.
“Because I never use condoms in my dreams.” He eased her thighs apart.
She laughed for a moment until he pushed inside her, then she moaned. “Maybe someday you can stop using them in reality.”
He began moving in and out. “Not anytime soon. That’s how babies are made.”
“I’m on the pill…”
“That’s no guarantee. Just ask my sister who got pregnant at sixteen. Let’s stop talking about this before it kills the mood. I like being woken by the girl who was doing exactly the same thing in my dreams.”
“Dreaming about me already, are you?” she groaned.
“Yes, but you’re better when you’re real,” Liam whispered into her ear as he nipped her neck.
“Am I?”
“Yes. So much better. I like being inside you.”
“I like it, too,” she whispered. She kissed him, hard and deep. Liam responded by thrusting harder and deeper, but he kept his pace slow. He wanted it to last a little longer this time. The other two times in the middle of the night had been great, but they were quick because she got him off easily. Her fingers ran up and down his back, light as a feather, th
en she grabbed his ass and pulled him to her forcefully.
“Keep doing that and it’s going to be over soon. You get me worked up every time.”
“I know. I like that I can turn you on so easily.”
“Oh, you definitely turn me on. No one has ever done it for me the way you do.”
“No one?” she asked grabbing his ass more roughly.
“Uh uh.”
“Good,” she declared.
She drove her hips toward him, picking up the pace as she kissed him, sensually, riding him from below, meeting him thrust for thrust, rotating her hips. “Come with me,” she demanded, and she screamed and thrashed. He followed, groaning his pleasure into her mouth as he kissed her while she came.
Liam’s lips gently grazed Jenna’s and he flopped to his back, lying beside her on the bed. “You’re amazing,” he panted.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” she said, breathless.
He got rid of the condom and lay back down, rolling toward her. She faced him and he smiled at her, brushed her hair from her face and caressed her cheek. “I don’t think I’ve ever had that much sex in one night before.”
“Oh? The other girls you sleep with not up to the challenge?” Jenna joked.
“I don’t know. I don’t usually spend the night with them.”
“You asked me to spend the night,” she reminded him.
“I know. I wanted you to spend the night so we could do this over and over again.” God, am I glad I did.
“Did you?” Liam nodded. “Good. I did too. Am I going to see you again after I leave here?”
“I was hoping you’d come back tonight.”
“Were you?” She grinned. Liam nodded again. “Liked it that much, did you?”
“Like you that much.” Shit. He shouldn’t have admitted that.
Jenna took it in stride and smiled at him. “I can come back tonight. Are you stuck here every night?”
“No, but since Brian was on last night, tonight’s my turn. No sleeping naked tonight.”
“Are you saying you want me to come back and spend the night again?” she teased.
“Only if you want to…”
“I want. Your next night off, stay at my place in L.A.”
Liam smiled and kissed her. “Deal.”
