I moved more swiftly, soft, wet sounds filling the air as I stroked him. Liam began to grunt and groan, and I was certain I’d be bringing him to climax soon. The idea of watching him erupt into my hand was enough to make me feel even wetter between my legs than I already was. 

“There. Stop.” He placed his hand on mine, taking me from his length. “I need to taste you.”

Liam's demeanor shifted, a more dominant edge emerging. He took control in a way that sent waves of ...