“Consider it done,” I answered without a second of hesitation.
Bellamy’s eyebrows rose. “Just like that?”
Stroking the backs of my fingers over her cheek, I whispered, “Just like that.”
“What if I wanted you to kill someone?”
“Then he probably deserves to be dead.”
Her eyes nearly fell out of her head, and I couldn’t stop the chuckle vibrating my throat.
“You can’t be serious.”
I bent down, bringing us eye to eye. “Look at me. Do I look serious?” My gaze was unflinching, nearly unapologetic.
She gasped. “No wonder I can’t breathe when I’m around you. You’re crazy.”
I felt my eyes darken. The only part of me that moved was my arm, curling around her waist and tugging her into my front. “You make me crazy.”
“Liam.”
Straightening, I brought her body with mine. Using my free hand, I rubbed my thumb along her lower lip. It was red as if she’d been chewing on it earlier.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
“I can’t tell you,” she whispered.
“Do you ever wonder?”
“Wonder what?” Her words were breathless. Everything beneath my skin hummed.
“Wonder if our kisses now would be just as electric as they were eight years ago?”
“No.”
I blinked. “No?”
Her throat worked. She was so damn close I actually heard her swallow. “I know they would be. I can feel it.”
Groaning, I dipped my head, holding my mouth just centimeters from hers. When I spoke, I let my lips whisper against hers. “Are you going to let me?”
Her voice quivered. “We shouldn’t.”
“Are you going to let me?”
A shiver shook her body. I gathered her even closer. “Yes.”
One slight movement brought us together. It was the greatest rush I’d ever known. Greater than roaring down a mountain, greater than nailing a jump everyone told me was impossible. It was even greater than the time I’d gotten so much air it felt as though I were flying.
Nothing compared to how Bellamy’s lips felt against mine.
Nothing.
The softest sound I’d ever heard filled my senses. Dipping low, my arms closed around her and lifted. Bellamy’s arms wound around my neck. The hat I had on my hair was suddenly gone, and her fingers buried themselves in my hair.
One arm went under her ass, supporting her, and her legs clamped around my waist.
I moved, pinning her between the door and my body as my tongue licked into her mouth and glided around like it owned the place.
She was warm and wet. The little sounds she made vibrated into my mouth, and I swallowed them down as if I’d never eaten a meal.
Her hands kneaded my scalp as I fucked her mouth with my tongue, and little shivers raced down my neck and spine because, fucking Christ, her hands were fucking magic.
Without lifting my mouth, I turned my head the other way, kissing her with relentless passion, spurred on by the undeniable chemistry that whipped through this room like a lightning storm.
I pressed against her so close I felt her nipples turn hard against my chest. My dick was throbbing. It was so hard I almost hurt. But it was a hurt I would live with the rest of my life as long as she let my mouth stay on hers.
My palm rubbed across her ass. Bellamy tugged my upper lip into her mouth and sucked. I moaned, and she released it, licking over the same spot with her tongue.
I muttered something completely incoherent, and she replied with equally unintelligible words. I went on kissing her, running my hands over her outline and letting the sweet torture of her body bring me to the brink of madness.
When at last I forced my mouth away, it was all I could manage. I kept her pinned between the door and me, chest heaving, lips tingling. My forehead lowered to hers as her hands slowly left my scalp and dragged down the back of my neck.
“There’s more,” she whispered, her voice so raspy it would have startled me if I wasn’t so goddamn languid. Fuck, it was almost as if I’d just gotten laid, but our clothes hadn’t even come off.
“What?” I whispered, leaning down to kiss her shoulder.
“There’s even more chemistry now.”
I groaned and laughed at the same time. “Jesus. You’re right.”
“Put me down now, Liam.”
A strangled sound ripped out of me. “You can’t say my name like that and expect me to put you down.”
Her chest heaved some more, and I went back for her lips. This time I kissed her softer, but the result was still the same.
By the time I let her slide down the door, I was damn near shaking with need. I had to get out of this room and away from the big bed just begging for me to lay her across it.
After a few moments of trying to compose myself, I turned to her and nearly lost it all over again. Her hair was mussed. Her lips were puffy, and the glassy look to her blue eyes was what wet dreams were made of.
She needs you right now, Mattison. Get it together.
Clearing my throat, I said, “How about you let me take you dinner? You can tell me all about what you need, and then I’ll do it.”
“Still just like that,” she echoed.
“Oh, baby.” I brushed my palm down the length of her hair. “Even more so now.”