“Thirty minutes,” she finally said, her voice barely a whisper. “Let’s go.”
“Lead the way.”
He followed her down the hallway, the thumping bass of the club fading into a distant blur. The air grew thicker, heavier with the scent of sex and desire. He could hear the faint sounds of moans behind closed doors. Each one a little world of its own. A private paradise. A shared hell. He had experienced both before.
Eden stopped outside a door, her hand hovering over the handle. She turned to him, her eyes searching his. “Are you sure about this?”
Liam didn’t answer with words. He simply crowded her against the door, his body pinning hers. He took her mouth ina searing kiss. His tongue plunged deep, tasting her. He left her breathless, dazed, and utterly at his mercy.
A sharp tug pulled her dress down to her waist. Her breasts spilled out, nipples hard. He didn’t touch them. Not yet.Very soon, though.
Liam dropped to his knees.
His mouth branded her stomach. Another kiss. Lower. His tongue traced a wet path to her navel. He lingered there, slowing his tongue into a slow, deliberate circle that made her hips buck against his face.
Her hands slammed against the door, palms flat. She was trapped between the immediate pleasure he offered and the promise of more within.
Liam hooked his fingers into the thin straps of her thong. Another sharp tug. The fabric tore. The sound was a gunshot to the gut. He pushed her legs apart. Wide. Exposed. His breath was a ghost against her folds.
Then his tongue was on her.
A long, slow, possessive lick. From her entrance to her clit. Everything he did was to make hersufferin exquisite pleasure. The world had dropped Eden at his feet that evening. Everything about her had been divine intervention. From being paired with her for the first time at La Mariposa, to discovering her in that coffee shop, to now…
She was already slick. Alreadyhis.
His lips closed around her clit. His tongue flicked. She cried out, the sound buffered by the door. His tongue delved deep, fucking her. Her hips moved of their own accord, grinding against his face, seeking more, needingmore.
He gave it to her. He gave her everything.
His hands gripped her ass, holding her in place, controlling her movements. Eden’s legs trembled. The tell-tale sign of her impending orgasm.
Liam redoubled his efforts. His tongue moved faster, harder.
She shattered, a strangled cry tearing from her throat as she came, her body flying off the door. Liam didn't stop. He rode her through the storm, his tongue a constant comfort.
Only then did he pull back.
Liam looked up at her, his face glistening with her essence. She was halfway to falling on her ass, but he held her up using nothing but his upper body strength.
“Now,” he said, triumphant. “We can go meet your other boyfriend.”
Already, he hungered to see what he could do to her.
Chapter 13
Eden
Eden was still panting – out of pleasure, out of surprise – when he stood up and grabbed one of her breasts. His other hand landed on the doorknob and gave it a firm turn.
“You monster,” she whispered with a devilish smile. “He’s gonna spank me for that.”
He let her lead the way into the darkened room that Benson had created for them. Her breasts were still hanging out, but she didn’t care. As soon as she got the awkward introduction out of the way, she was going straight for Benson’s cock while painting a red arrow to her pussy for Liam to follow.
“You had to take off half your dress to make a friend?” Benson mused as she walked into the muted light in the middle of the room. Benson had turned off all the other lights. The man himself was on the small bed in the corner, his jacket off and his feet planted over the edge.I half-expected to come in here to findhim naked, touching himself.“Not that I’m complaining. You’ve got the best tits in the club, angel.”
She tossed her hair back to show them off some more. “Ben, I’d like you to meet…”
Her introduction was cut short when she realized that Benson’s brows had furrowed into a scowl. He was up on his feet, looking past her. Likewise, she realized that Liam wasn’t right behind her, as she anticipated.