by L.H. Cosway
“Thank you,” I whispered just before he faded away, leaving me alone in the empty bathroom.
When I returned to the party I felt different. Lighter. Liam sat at a table drinking a beer while the others danced to the music. His eyes met mine before I reached him and my skin heated. A blooming warmth spread throughout my body. Instead of taking the seat next to him, I climbed onto his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck. I bent and murmured in his ear, “Take me home.”
Before I knew it we were back at the house, kissing and grasping for each other in the dark as we ascended the stairs. Instead of leading us to my room, Liam pushed open the door to his and guided me inside.
I hadn’t been in here before, but it smelled like him. He flicked on the lamp and I vaguely noted that it was neat and tidy before he was on me.
“Let’s get you out of this dress,” he said huskily and reached for my zipper. I stood still, warm shivers encapsulating me as he stripped off my dress. When I stood in only my black knickers and bra, he stepped back and stared at me. He took his time surveying my body and I felt like I might combust with how much attention he paid to every part of me.
“Lie down on the bed,” he tenderly commanded.
I did as instructed, crawling onto the mattress and lying back. I trembled as I watched him unbutton his shirt and throw it on the floor before starting on his jeans. There was something wickedly sexy about seeing him loosen his belt. I swallowed down a lump of anticipation, my thighs parting when he hovered over me.
He pushed my hair out of my face and stared into my eyes. Then he kissed me with all his worth. I moaned and opened for him, drugged by his taste, the faint tang of alcohol on his tongue. His mouth left mine to wander down past my chin, my neck, the tops of my breasts. He lifted me and reached around to unhook my bra, discarding it on the floor with the rest of our clothes. My nipples puckered as soon as the air hit them and Liam swore as he soaked in the sight of me.
He bent and captured one with his mouth, his tongue swirling around the hard peak as his hand cupped my other breast and massaged it. I felt like I was going to melt into the bed. My clit throbbed as he spent long minutes tonguing my breasts, whispering how beautiful I was, how much he loved how I tasted. He kissed toward my belly then pulled my knickers down my thighs, the last piece of clothing between us bar the boxer shorts he still wore. My legs were then placed over his shoulders. My heart pounded when I saw his intention.
He lowered his mouth to the inside of my thigh and softly kissed me. I sucked in a breath. He kissed his way to my sex and then stopped. I felt his breath hit my sensitive skin.
“Liam,” I gasped when licked me with his tongue.
He licked and licked, swirling his tongue around my clit hungrily. I cried out. He made a low, masculine sound that echoed through me. My hands sank into his hair and he slid a finger inside me, then another. He pumped slowly in and out, agonisingly slow, the tempo matching his licks. He flicked his tongue over my clit again and again and I clenched around his fingers.
“Come for me, Iris,” Liam urged as he came up for air. His blue eyes shone with arousal and I arched my spine so he could go deeper. Both his hands went around my hips and lifted me, his tongue never stopping, and I gripped his hair tighter.
“Fuck,” I swore and then orgasmed so hard I shook. I closed my eyes, savouring the intensity.
Liam growled his approval then kissed his way back up my body. He held himself over me and I opened my eyes.
“That was . . .” I breathed, unable to find the right word.
He smirked. “Fantastic? Incredible? Mind-blowing?”
I huffed out a laugh. “All of the above.”
His attention returned to my body as he traced the lines of my tattoos. Each one came with a memory of the day I got it. He seemed particularly taken with the feather that stretched from just above my hip to my ribcage.
“Everything about you fascinates me. From the very first time I saw you I couldn’t look away,” he breathed, eyes glowing in the dim light.
“The first time I saw you I didn’t think I’d ever seen a sexier man in my life.”
I knew he liked that by the way his mouth curved. He continued touching me, his hands worshipful.
“Valerie didn’t seem too happy tonight at the party,” I said, unable to help myself.
Liam’s expression sobered, the look he gave me deadly serious. “I’ve never been interested in Val, Iris.”
I swallowed. “Okay.”
Silence fell again. I felt relaxed and melty after my orgasm and every sweep of Liam’s hands lulled me further into a state of lazy arousal.
“I want to be inside you,” he said, his voice raw with desire.
I didn’t speak, only stared at him with wide, needy eyes.
“I want to be inside you skin to skin,” he went on and my heart gave a hard thump.
“Liam,” I whispered, “I’ve never been tested.”
“I have,” he replied. “I’m clean. And I trust you.”
“That’s not . . . that doesn’t matter. I can’t risk it. I’m not even on the pill.”
“When’s the last time you were with someone?” he asked, his mouth at my navel.
“Over two years ago.”
The answer seemed to please him. “Then I trust you.”
“But what about—”
“We’ll get you on the pill in the morning. I just want to be with you tonight. Every night we spend together I dream about it. I feel like I’m going mad with wanting you, Iris.”
My eyes flickered between his, seeing nothing but kindness, nothing but affection. I trusted him. “Okay,” I said softly.
His face transformed. Suddenly his bright eyes turned dark, and the way he moved became predatory. He groaned when he lowered his hand to my sex, feeling me.
“You’re still so wet.”
He pushed his boxers down to reveal his hard, swelling cock. I stared, wide-eyed. He took it in his hand and rubbed it over my clit before lowering it to my entrance. He pushed forward with his hips and I cried out when I felt him enter me.
“Look at me,” he rasped.
I did.
He thrust all the way inside and I bit my lip at how incredible it felt. He filled me so perfectly. He paused when he was in to the hilt, never once breaking eye contact.
I felt full.
Full of emotion. Full of happiness. Full of love for him.
Sex with someone I loved was a new experience entirely. Liam’s mind must’ve been in the exact same place, because his words came out a whispered vow.
“I think I’m falling for you, Iris.”
I moaned. He moved his torso, his thrusts deliciously slow and deep. His face was etched with arousal. I brought my hand to his jaw and pulled his mouth down so I could kiss him. His movements sped up as I slid my tongue into his mouth. The way he groaned nearly did me in.
I broke away long enough to answer, “I’m falling for you, too.”
For a moment his body stilled. Then he transformed, no longer so careful. He became wild, pounding into me like there was a hunger inside him he’d never sate. Our sounds filled the room. My hands travelled from his shoulders, down his body to grip his firm, muscular backside. His body was amazing.
He withdrew and pushed me onto my side, then filled me again. One of his hands gripped my hair and softly pulled. I gasped at the sensation. He pulled again then captured my mouth in an intense, drugging kiss.
When he came he didn’t stop kissing me. I felt his warm heat fill me, his thrusts slowing until they subsided altogether. He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me tight. My heart was so tender with love for him right then, I almost welled up.
We faced each other and I ran my hands softly over his features, memorising every dip and curve.
“You’re beautiful,” I declared and he chuckled low.
“I thought that was my line.”
“Nah, you’re way prettier than me.”
He sigh
ed, his fingers dancing along the curve of my spine. “We’ll have to agree to disagree on that one.”
I pouted, my eyes smiling, and then we just . . . stared at each other. I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of gazing into his bottomless blue eyes. His hands moved up and down my back, massaging out all the knots. It was a moment I knew would stay with me always. I wanted to say something to him, something to express how I felt in that very second. And then, the perfect words came to me. Not surprisingly, they weren’t mine. They belonged to the man who’d been my comfort when I had no one else in the world.
I stared deep into Liam’s gaze and whispered in the quiet room.
“I’m happy. I hope you’re happy, too.”
END.
The final book in The Hearts Series, Hearts on Air, is available now!
3 weeks. 5 cities. 15 impossible stunts. One reality show.
Trevor Cross came into Reya Cabrera’s world with a bang and faded out with a whimper. They vowed to make it work, but life had other plans. After chasing his TV dreams for years, Trev finally became the UK’s next big reality star, but he alienated his family and friends in the process. Now he finally has everything he ever wanted. Women. Money. Fame. But none of it means anything when he doesn’t have the one thing that matters most: love.
Money leaves a gaping hole. Fame surrounds him with loneliness. And no woman makes him feel like Reya used to before the whirlwind of success pulled them apart.
He has a plan to get her back. However, with a hectic filming schedule looming, the only way to do that is to convince her to come on the road with him. Reya has been stuck in a rut for a while, and the opportunity to travel across Europe and play her music for new audiences seems like heaven. The only catch? She has to do it with the one boy who ever got close enough to break her heart. But he’s not a boy anymore, and as she gets to know him again she can’t deny her respect for the man he’s become.
Every time she’s around him her heart feels full of air, like a balloon about to pop. Little does she know, Trev’s feelings are just as tumultuous as hers. One thing’s for sure, these three weeks on the road together will either make them whole again or break them irrevocably.
**Hearts on Air is a contemporary romance and book #6 in the Hearts series, however it can also be read as a complete standalone.**
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About the Author
L.H. Cosway lives in Dublin, Ireland. Her inspiration to write comes from music. Her favourite things in life include writing stories, vintage clothing, dark cabaret music, food, musical comedy, and of course, books. She thinks that imperfect people are the most interesting kind. They tell the best stories.
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L.H. Cosway’s HEARTS Series
Praise for Six of Hearts (Book #1)
"This book was sexy. Man was it hot! Cosway writes sexual tension so that it practically sizzles off the page." - A. Meredith Walters, New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author.
"Six of Hearts is a book that will absorb you with its electric and all-consuming atmosphere." - Lucia, Reading is my Breathing.
"There is so much "swoonage" in these pages that romance readers will want to hold this book close and not let go." - Katie, Babbling About Books.
Praise for Hearts of Fire (Book #2)
"This story holds so much intensity and it's just blazing hot. It created an inferno of emotions inside me." - Patrycja, Smokin' Hot Book Blog.
"I think this is my very favorite LH Cosway romance to date. Absolutely gorgeous." - Angela, Fiction Vixen.
"Okay we just fell in love. Complete and utter beautiful book love. You know the kind of love where you just don't want a book to finish. You try and make it last; you want the world to pause as you read and you want the story to go on and on because you're not ready to let it go." - Jenny & Gitte, Totally Booked.
Praise for King of Hearts (Book #3)
"Addictive. Consuming. Witty. Heartbreaking. Brilliant--King of Hearts is one of my favourite reads of 2015!" - Samantha Young, New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author.
"I was looking for a superb read, and somehow I stumbled across an epic one." - Natasha is a Book Junkie.
"5+++++++ Breathtaking stars! Outstanding. Incredible. Epic. Overwhelmingly romantic and poignant. There's book love and in this case there's BOOK LOVE."- Jenny & Gitte, Totally Booked.
Praise for Hearts of Blue (Book #4)
"From its compelling characters, to the competent prose that holds us rapt cover to cover, this is a book I could not put down." - Natasha is a Book Junkie.
"Devoured it in one sitting. Sexy, witty, and fresh. Their love was not meant to be, their love should never work, but Lee and Karla can't deny what burns so deep and strong in their hearts. Confidently a TRSoR recommendation and fave!"- The Rock Stars of Romance.
"WOW!!! It's hard to find words right now, I don't think the word LOVE even makes justice or can even describe how much I adored this novel. Karla handcuffed my senses and Lee stole my heart."- Dee, Wrapped Up In Reading
Praise for Thief of Hearts (Book #5)
"This is easily one of our favorite romances by L.H. Cosway. We were consumed by the brilliant slow-burn and smoldering student/teacher forbidden storyline with layers of uncontainable, explosive raw emotions and genuine heart." – The Rock Stars of Romance.
“I was in love with this couple and was championing their relationship from the start.” – I Love Book Love
“One of my fave reads of this year. Mind-blowing and thrilling, let this story sweep you off your feet!” – Aaly and the Books.
Books by L.H. Cosway
Contemporary Romance
Painted Faces
Killer Queen
The Nature of Cruelty
Still Life with Strings
Showmance
The Hearts Series
Six of Hearts (#1)
Hearts of Fire (#2)
King of Hearts (#3)
Hearts of Blue (#4)
Thief of Hearts (#5)
Hearts on Air (#6)
The Rugby Series with Penny Reid
The Hooker & the Hermit (#1)
The Player & the Pixie (#2)
The Cad & the Co-ed (#3)
Urban Fantasy
Tegan's Blood (The Ultimate Power Series #1)
Tegan's Return (The Ultimate Power Series #2)
Tegan's Magic (The Ultimate Power Series #3)
Tegan’s Power (The Ultimate Power Series #4)
