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expression.
“Sex isn’t the same as love.”
Liam gave a low groan, pressing his lips to the pulse beating at the base of her throat.
“You think I don’t know the difference?” he rasped. “Trust me, I wouldn’t have spent the past year in hell if it’d just been sex.”
“Trust.”
Slowly he pulled back, his expression somber. “Yes, princess. I’m asking for your trust.”
“I’m not sure I can. I…” She struggled to form the word. “I can’t bear to be hurt. Not again.”
“I get it, I truly do,” he told her. “Just give me a chance, princess.”
His mind fogged as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands flat on the desk as she studied him from beneath half-lowered lashes.
“Enough talking, Mr. Conner.” Her smile was pure female temptation. “I’m ready for some action.”
Oh…hell yeah.
“Sweet Holly,” he breathed, feeling oddly unnerved as he buried his face in the curve of her neck and began a thorough exploration of her naked body. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
Nuzzling at her throat, he allowed one hand to linger on her breast while the other blazed a path down the flat planes of her stomach.
She hissed in pleasure, her head dropping back as his searching fingers at last found her clit.
“I think it’s more likely you’re going to be the death of me,” she complained as he teased her tender bud of flesh, his touch too light to bring her to climax.
He shifted his head to suck her nipple, even as he slid one finger into the damp entrance of her body. She moaned in encouragement, her legs tightening around his waist.
Death suddenly seemed a reasonable price to pay to feel this woman shuddering against him, Liam decided.
Concentrating on the sensation of his finger penetrating her with a slow thrust, he used his teeth on the tip of her nipple.
Holly made a small sound of pleading, her body bowing as if she was nearing her orgasm.
Needing to feel her convulsing around his cock, he reached down to position himself, entering her with one powerful thrust.
“I love you, princess,” he breathed, lifting his hips until he was buried so deep inside that it felt as if they were truly one.
“Liam,” she groaned, her voice unsteady as she met his fierce gaze.
A tender rush of emotion flooded through him at the tentative hope that he could see shimmering in the depths of her cognac eyes.
It was the sort of feeling that made males sacrifice everything to hold on to.
“Believe in me, Holly,” he groaned, pumping into her with a slow, measured pace. “Believe in us.”
“I…”
“Shh.” He halted her protest, searing away the words with a kiss that came from his very soul. “Just let me love you.”
CHAPTER SIX
Holly struggled to catch her breath as Liam rolled to the side, gathering her into his arms.
“Damn,” he growled, pressing his lips to her damp forehead. “That was…mind-blowing.”
It had been.
Over the past four hours they’d made love in Liam’s office, the kitchen, and now in the massive bed that consumed a large part of the master bedroom.
And each time had only increased her pleasure.
It was insane.
With any other man she would have assumed that it was because he was discovering what turned her on.
God knew that his touch was magic.
But if she was being honest she would admit it wasn’t skill that made her heart pound and her body melt with need. It was his raw emotion that added an indefinable beauty to each kiss, each caress.
An emotion that she could no longer deny was echoed deep inside her.
She loved this man.
And she had from the beginning.
Easily sensing her sudden tension, Liam lifted his head to study her with a searching gaze.
“Holly?”
“I…” The words stuck in her throat.
It was all too soon.
Being jilted. Tumbling into bed with Liam.
Having her heart stripped bare.
She needed time to adjust.
Time and a very large prescription for Prozac.
With a rueful smile,
“Sex isn’t the same as love.”
Liam gave a low groan, pressing his lips to the pulse beating at the base of her throat.
“You think I don’t know the difference?” he rasped. “Trust me, I wouldn’t have spent the past year in hell if it’d just been sex.”
“Trust.”
Slowly he pulled back, his expression somber. “Yes, princess. I’m asking for your trust.”
“I’m not sure I can. I…” She struggled to form the word. “I can’t bear to be hurt. Not again.”
“I get it, I truly do,” he told her. “Just give me a chance, princess.”
His mind fogged as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands flat on the desk as she studied him from beneath half-lowered lashes.
“Enough talking, Mr. Conner.” Her smile was pure female temptation. “I’m ready for some action.”
Oh…hell yeah.
“Sweet Holly,” he breathed, feeling oddly unnerved as he buried his face in the curve of her neck and began a thorough exploration of her naked body. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
Nuzzling at her throat, he allowed one hand to linger on her breast while the other blazed a path down the flat planes of her stomach.
She hissed in pleasure, her head dropping back as his searching fingers at last found her clit.
“I think it’s more likely you’re going to be the death of me,” she complained as he teased her tender bud of flesh, his touch too light to bring her to climax.
He shifted his head to suck her nipple, even as he slid one finger into the damp entrance of her body. She moaned in encouragement, her legs tightening around his waist.
Death suddenly seemed a reasonable price to pay to feel this woman shuddering against him, Liam decided.
Concentrating on the sensation of his finger penetrating her with a slow thrust, he used his teeth on the tip of her nipple.
Holly made a small sound of pleading, her body bowing as if she was nearing her orgasm.
Needing to feel her convulsing around his cock, he reached down to position himself, entering her with one powerful thrust.
“I love you, princess,” he breathed, lifting his hips until he was buried so deep inside that it felt as if they were truly one.
“Liam,” she groaned, her voice unsteady as she met his fierce gaze.
A tender rush of emotion flooded through him at the tentative hope that he could see shimmering in the depths of her cognac eyes.
It was the sort of feeling that made males sacrifice everything to hold on to.
“Believe in me, Holly,” he groaned, pumping into her with a slow, measured pace. “Believe in us.”
“I…”
“Shh.” He halted her protest, searing away the words with a kiss that came from his very soul. “Just let me love you.”
CHAPTER SIX
Holly struggled to catch her breath as Liam rolled to the side, gathering her into his arms.
“Damn,” he growled, pressing his lips to her damp forehead. “That was…mind-blowing.”
It had been.
Over the past four hours they’d made love in Liam’s office, the kitchen, and now in the massive bed that consumed a large part of the master bedroom.
And each time had only increased her pleasure.
It was insane.
With any other man she would have assumed that it was because he was discovering what turned her on.
God knew that his touch was magic.
But if she was being honest she would admit it wasn’t skill that made her heart pound and her body melt with need. It was his raw emotion that added an indefinable beauty to each kiss, each caress.
An emotion that she could no longer deny was echoed deep inside her.
She loved this man.
And she had from the beginning.
Easily sensing her sudden tension, Liam lifted his head to study her with a searching gaze.
“Holly?”
“I…” The words stuck in her throat.
It was all too soon.
Being jilted. Tumbling into bed with Liam.
Having her heart stripped bare.
She needed time to adjust.
Time and a very large prescription for Prozac.
With a rueful smile,
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