CHAPTER 18
WHITNEY

I was shrouded in him.

My body leaned into him and his lips continued to coat my neck in kisses. My body was stuffed with his fingers while his thumb found my swollen clit. He was slow. Tender. Like he was trying to savor the moment. It was different from what I’d experienced with him a couple of nights ago, and I felt my entire body exploding with electricity.

My hands gripped onto his strong thighs while I bucked against his hand. The water was splashing over the edge of the tub, dripping onto the floor while I chased my own need. I felt him grinning into my skin while the hair of his beard tickled the crook of my neck and, by the time his hand started to pick up the pace, my leg was thrown over the side of the tub.

But then, he stopped.

I whimpered at the loss of his touch. I felt him gather me in his arms before he raised us both up from the bath. I could feel my arousal dripping down my skin as he stepped out of the tub, but instead of taking us to his bedroom, he padded out to the living room, carrying me as if I weighed nothing at all.

I felt him place me on the chair by the fireplace as the heat roared over our bodies. Then he tossed my legs over his shoulders before he knelt in front of me.

My eyes hooked onto his stormy gaze as his tongue slid up my slit. My clit was so swollen, he was already grazing against its tip and I jolted at the sensation. He opened my pussy folds with his fingers and watched my juices drip onto his furniture, groaning at the sight. My hand ran through his hair, tugging him closer and closer to my body.

Then, he gave me exactly what I wanted.

As I sat on my throne with this massive man kneeling between my legs, I jolted with every flick he gave me. His lips puckered around my swollen clit and his tongue worked me expertly. His beard raked against my sensitive folds as his hands clamped down on my hips. I was overwhelmed with the feeling of him and, soon, I was rolling my hips into his face.

“Liam. Yes. Oh, just like that. Don’t move. Don’t stop.”

My heels dug into the rippling muscles of his back while his lips suckled on my clit. I felt like I was floating as the fire beat down its heat against our naked bodies. The curtains were open and the moonlight was shining through. The snow backdropped Liam’s head between my legs as my nipples began to pucker. I felt it coming, that slow burning sensation that gathered steam with every lick he gave me.

My toes began to curl and my back began to bow and, soon, both of my hands were tugging on his thick tendrils, trying to get him as close as I could.

“Yes! Liam! I’m coming! Don’t… stop…”

My pussy began to throb in ecstasy as Liam’s tongue pressed deep into me. My climax rendered me speechless while my jaw unhinged in pleasure. I was captivated by the way he felt between my legs. I was blown away by how quickly he could bring me to orgasm.

I felt my juices spilling onto his chin as his tongue continued to ride out my pleasure with me.

My body dropped into the chair and I felt him slowly pull away. He placed random kisses up my body before he hovered above my face and I smiled when I saw my fluids glistening in his beard. I rose up to catch his lips as his arms slipped around my body and, soon, we had traded places before he sat me down in his lap.

I felt him reach down and grab his cock to position it at my entrance.

I opened my eyes and looked at him, studying him through the hazy lens of pleasure. I could feel his pulsing cock between my legs, ready to be devoured by my pussy. He was growing bigger and bigger by the second as the heat of my body beat down on him. I leaned my forehead down onto his while my arms slinked around his neck. Then, I bucked my hips forward and allowed my pussy to swallow his cock whole.

I felt his grip settle on my hips as he guided my motions.

We breathed each other’s air and I could smell my scent upon his skin. He rolled my hips while he groaned, biting down onto his lower lip to stifle his noises. I sucked his lip between mine, releasing the growls and groans he had to give me.

“I want to hear them,” I said, whispering. “I want to hear them all.”

His hips matched every roll I gave and, soon, our moans were intermingling with one another’s. His hand came up to run through my hair, pushing it back from my face so he could look into my eyes. Our gazes locked and our breathing synced, our bodies rolling in tandem while goosebumps rose upon my skin.

There was a tenderness behind his dark blue eyes and I wasn’t ready to let it go yet.

I slid my hands down his chest before I let my fingertips trail down his rippling abs. His body was perfect in every single way. He was strong but gentle. He was toned but humble about it. I wrapped my arms underneath his and rushed my fingernails up his back, laying my head into the crook of his neck.

All movements stopped and he stayed seated within me as the fire crackled beside us.

I felt his chest rising with his breaths. I felt his cock throbbing against my dripping walls. I could feel the juices I’d already leaked onto his skin and the way his hands pressed into the small of my back. I ghosted his skin with kisses until I finally found his lips and, when I did, I tilted my head off to the side and devoured his tongue.

Immediately, I was picked up off the chair. I wrapped my legs around Liam and steadied myself as he walked us back into his bedroom. He tossed me onto the bed, his cock slipping from me before juices flooded down my legs.

Then he turned me over and lifted my hips up into the air.

His hand wound into my hair as my face buried into a pillow. He plunged himself inside my body as I moaned for more of him, my hips bucking back to get him to move. He slid all the way out before he slammed back in and my whimpers of ecstasy became cries of pleasure.

“Yes! Please!”

Again and again, it happened, him sliding out and slamming back in. My ass jumped for him, causing me to plant my hands into the headboard of his bed. With every move he made, it knocked against the wall, threatening to shatter into a million splinters before I came on his cock. His hand wrapped steadily into the tresses of my hair as his hips continued their assault and soon his thrusts were coming so quickly I wasn’t sure I would be able to breathe in between them.

My pussy was fluttering and my juices were dripping. His cock was growing and his balls were smacking my clit. I wrapped my feet around whatever part of him I could feel while that electric sensation shot down my back, my body begging for more of him.

And then, it happened again.

“Yes! Shit! Don’t stop. I’m coming, Liam.”

My body popped, sucking Liam’s cock deeper into me as he drove himself inside one last time. He dropped to my back and pressed kisses up my spine as my body shook. I bit down on the pillow, stifling my moans and whimpers while his cock spilled itself into me.

“Whitney. Holy hell.”

It was the first time I’d heard my name drip from his lips. I closed my eyes and allowed it to wash over me as my pussy trapped him inside. My toes finally uncurled and my body dropped to the bed and soon I felt his body resting on top of mine. The light sheen of sweat that had gathered upon his skin coated my back and, as he slowly slid out of me, I could feel our intermingled juices trickling from between my legs.

He pressed kisses into the back of my neck before he finally released my hair. Then, he slid off to the side and gathered me in his arms.

I was waiting for him to slip out. I could feel my eyes growing heavy with exhaustion and I assumed he would try to find his way to the living room again. But instead of moving, he slid his leg between mine and wrapped me up tightly in his arms.

I sighed at the sensation as I scooted my body back into his.

“The man at the shop told me something interesting,” he said.

“What wonderful pillow talk,” I said, grinning.

Liam’s chuckle washed over my body, still able to tingle my toes with electricity even though I was spent.

“He said the main roads should be cleared by Friday. So, if I could get you to the main road, I could get you back to the resort.”

“Ah,” I said. “Well, okay.”

I barely knew Liam but I wasn’t sure I wanted this to end just yet. Friday was only a couple more days away and I was hoping to get more time with him. I’d come to enjoy the seclusion with him. I’d come to enjoy the silence of his presence. I’d come to enjoy the beautiful views he had from this little cabin of his. Up here, there were no worries. I didn’t have to think about my future or my career or how the hell I’d ended up here at this point in my life.

He was a wonderful distraction and I didn’t want it to end.

“Just thought you should know,” he said.

I was exhausted and I could feel my eyes getting heavier, but there was something in his voice. Had I been a little more awake, I might’ve been able to place it, but the only thing I could identify about it before I fell asleep was the disappointment.

I could’ve sworn I heard disappointment in his voice.