matter. In that moment, all that mattered was that she was submitting and he could get inside her. Once he was inside her, he would have her. He would make damn sure if she was involved in this mess that she picked the right fucking side to come down on. She would do it because he would wrap her in so much pleasure that her loyalty would belong to him and him alone.
He pressed his cock against her belly so there could be no doubt what was going to happen between them. He didn’t want her money. He wanted her body and her secrets. Yes, he would settle for those.
Her arms tightened, and he could feel her breasts thrusting up against his chest as her leg startled to tangle with his. Control. He was losing his, and it seemed she wasn’t far behind.
And then her leg buckled, her whole body sagging.
Liam tightened his hold and kept her upright, but the moment was broken.
And he’d damn near fucked her right on the street in front of Liverpool station for all to see. The bloody police station was not a block away, and he was nearly going at her in public. What the fuck had just happened?
He’d almost forgotten everything.
“I’m so sorry,” Avery mumbled.
The plan. He’d had a plan before he’d lost his damn mind. She’d insulted him. She’d tried to put walls up. He’d blown past them, but sometimes to get through a wall it was best to go under it instead of drilling straight through. He wanted Avery’s walls to crumble so badly she couldn’t put them back up again. “Are you sorry for falling or for calling me a whore?”
She gasped, the sound very nearly sending him into apology mode, but this was the plan and he was going to stick to it. He didn’t apologize.
“Is there a problem here, Avery?”
Fucking Adam. He stood by the door to the building, a grocery bag in his hand. He looked on with concern on his face.
Avery pushed away, sniffling a little as she did. A sheen of tears pooled in her blue eyes and that lower lip trembled slightly. Fuck, how had he ever thought she was plain? She was stinking gorgeous, and it hit him straight in the gut to watch her cry. “No. Not at all. I’m fine. I was just saying good-bye to my…friend… uhm , to this guy I met.”
But for a moment today, it had felt like they were friends. Just for a couple of minutes, he’d stopped being an agent and felt like the Liam he’d been before he’d lost Rory.
But he was an asshole agent, and he needed her to get close to a man who might or might not be a terrorist. No matter what happened, he couldn’t forget that. She was a job and nothing more. He’d put out his hook and baited it with sex, but a little guilt couldn’t hurt.
“Think about that when you go to sleep tonight, sweetheart,” he growled her way. “I wanted you. Not money. You, and you treated me like crap. Sweet dreams.”
He turned and forced himself to walk away. The next time he saw her, he would have the high moral ground, and he would use it to his advantage.
He got on the Tube, hoping and praying the next battle wasn’t far away.
Chapter Four
“Do you want to talk?” Adam asked as he swiped the key card to the door. “What just happened?”
What had happened? Avery wasn’t exactly sure except that she’d totally screwed up, and she’d do just about anything to apologize to the poor man. He’d been perfectly lovely, and she’d been horrible and suspicious. “I think I just accused that man of being a prostitute.”
That man. She was trying to distance herself. His name was Lee.
Adam nearly dropped the bag he was carrying. “Are you serious?”
Avery nodded.
“Holy shit balls. Why didn’t I get here sooner? All I saw was the two of you going at it in the middle of the street. Had you like settled on a price or something? Come on. Let’s get inside and go up to my place. You look like you can use a drink.”
She could use more than one. She turned to see if she could find Lee in the crowd, but he’d
He pressed his cock against her belly so there could be no doubt what was going to happen between them. He didn’t want her money. He wanted her body and her secrets. Yes, he would settle for those.
Her arms tightened, and he could feel her breasts thrusting up against his chest as her leg startled to tangle with his. Control. He was losing his, and it seemed she wasn’t far behind.
And then her leg buckled, her whole body sagging.
Liam tightened his hold and kept her upright, but the moment was broken.
And he’d damn near fucked her right on the street in front of Liverpool station for all to see. The bloody police station was not a block away, and he was nearly going at her in public. What the fuck had just happened?
He’d almost forgotten everything.
“I’m so sorry,” Avery mumbled.
The plan. He’d had a plan before he’d lost his damn mind. She’d insulted him. She’d tried to put walls up. He’d blown past them, but sometimes to get through a wall it was best to go under it instead of drilling straight through. He wanted Avery’s walls to crumble so badly she couldn’t put them back up again. “Are you sorry for falling or for calling me a whore?”
She gasped, the sound very nearly sending him into apology mode, but this was the plan and he was going to stick to it. He didn’t apologize.
“Is there a problem here, Avery?”
Fucking Adam. He stood by the door to the building, a grocery bag in his hand. He looked on with concern on his face.
Avery pushed away, sniffling a little as she did. A sheen of tears pooled in her blue eyes and that lower lip trembled slightly. Fuck, how had he ever thought she was plain? She was stinking gorgeous, and it hit him straight in the gut to watch her cry. “No. Not at all. I’m fine. I was just saying good-bye to my…friend… uhm , to this guy I met.”
But for a moment today, it had felt like they were friends. Just for a couple of minutes, he’d stopped being an agent and felt like the Liam he’d been before he’d lost Rory.
But he was an asshole agent, and he needed her to get close to a man who might or might not be a terrorist. No matter what happened, he couldn’t forget that. She was a job and nothing more. He’d put out his hook and baited it with sex, but a little guilt couldn’t hurt.
“Think about that when you go to sleep tonight, sweetheart,” he growled her way. “I wanted you. Not money. You, and you treated me like crap. Sweet dreams.”
He turned and forced himself to walk away. The next time he saw her, he would have the high moral ground, and he would use it to his advantage.
He got on the Tube, hoping and praying the next battle wasn’t far away.
Chapter Four
“Do you want to talk?” Adam asked as he swiped the key card to the door. “What just happened?”
What had happened? Avery wasn’t exactly sure except that she’d totally screwed up, and she’d do just about anything to apologize to the poor man. He’d been perfectly lovely, and she’d been horrible and suspicious. “I think I just accused that man of being a prostitute.”
That man. She was trying to distance herself. His name was Lee.
Adam nearly dropped the bag he was carrying. “Are you serious?”
Avery nodded.
“Holy shit balls. Why didn’t I get here sooner? All I saw was the two of you going at it in the middle of the street. Had you like settled on a price or something? Come on. Let’s get inside and go up to my place. You look like you can use a drink.”
She could use more than one. She turned to see if she could find Lee in the crowd, but he’d
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