*Ava*

Liam’s fingertips edge up under my shirt and every inch of skin he touches burns like fire. We stop the kiss briefly, staring intensely into each other’s eyes, realizing at the same time we are wearing far too many clothes.

I raise my arms deliberately and Liam peels my t-shirt off. His eyes zero in on my breasts – I hadn’t been wearing a bra underneath my lounge clothes – and my nipples peak under his gaze.

“Jesus,” Liam breathes, and ...