“Are you sure the answer is C? I feel like it might have been B,” I ask, trying to get a look at the notecard Liam keeps pulling out of my reach.

“No, you were right. Take them off,” Liam orders, throwing the notecard on the ground.

I scurry over to pick it up. “Liar! It was B! I knew I was wrong.”

Liam pulls the card out of my hand and hoists me onto his lap. He’s fully naked and has been sporting a prominent erection for the last half hour. Despite it, he has insisted that I study, though it has been admittedly incredibly distracting. Now with it poking into my belly, with nothing but my thin, lace panties separating us, my brain has completely evaporated away.

“You got it right,” he argues as he dips his head down to kiss me. I wrap my arms around him and nestle in closer, pushing against his erection and eliciting a groan from him. In one movement, he wraps his arms around me and jumps up from the ground, carrying me to the bed. His lips never leave mine as we fall onto the soft mattress, his long, hard body covering mine.

I let him consume me, dragging his hot mouth from my lips, down to my neck, down to my exposed breasts. He takes one nipple in his mouth, sucking it and then pinching it between his teeth. His playful nipping instantly sends a shiver through my body. I arch my back and dig my hands through his thick hair, eager for him to continue his nimble assault on my body.

His hands find my panties and with a groan, he completely tears them, pulling the ripped pieces off of me. He covers my surprised, open mouth with a kiss and I dig my nails into his shoulders as I feel his warm tongue dip inside my mouth. As I moan, Liam pulls away and I feel my breath hitch in my throat at the intensity of his charcoal-grey eyes looking at me. My stomach knots in anticipation. I know that tonight, Liam and I are going to make love. And a part of me is terrified that this is going to change everything for us forever. But I also don't care; I want it. I want him.

“I want you to make love to me,” I tell him as I bring my eyes to look into his.

He responds by kissing me, a kiss so full of passion and need and desire that it takes my breath away and sends an electric sliver of want through my body. As he kisses me, his hand snakes down my body until he reaches my center. He deftly separates my folds and his fingers start caressing me with soft, long strokes. I moan into his lips, and he takes the opportunity to dart his tongue into my mouth at the same moment as he turns his wrist to slide two fingers deep inside me. Keeping his thumb pressed against my hard clit, he continues to pump his fingers inside of me, making me quiver with desire.

“Liam, I need you,” I manage to say in between desperate pants.

“Almost there, love,” he replies, his own voice unrecognizable and husky, laced with need.

He slowly pulls his fingers out, holding them up to his lips as his tongue darts out, licking them. At the taste of me on his lips, he groans and clenches his eyes shut. “God, you taste so fucking amazing.” He pushes himself off the bed and stalks over to his discarded pants. Shaking them, he lets out a frantic curse as he thrusts a frustrated hand through his hair.

Propping myself up on my elbows, I look over at him, concerned. “What’s wrong?”

“Condom,” he says as he continues digging through his pockets.

“Oh. Do we need one?”

He stops searching and turns to look at me, a wide smile on his face. “Are you looking to make little Liams already, love?”

I roll my eyes. “I’m on birth control. I’ve been on it for years.”

He shoots me a quizzical look.

“I got really bad cramps, so the birth control helps with that. So if you want, I mean, if you’re—”

“I’m clean,” he offers.

“Okay,” I say.

“Okay,” he repeats, dropping his pants on the floor. Coming back on top of me, he kisses me gently.

“You know, I’ve never made love without a condom before,” he says.

I smile at his confession. “Well, I’m happy to be your first,” I say in a mock Scottish brogue, mimicking his words from the other day.

He laughs at my pathetic imitation and kisses me again. His fingers trail down my body, finding their way back to my warm center. With quick, eager strokes, Liam has me panting again in mere seconds. Positioning his cock at my entrance, he locks his eyes on mine. He leans down to kiss me as he slowly pushes himself inside me. I feel my body tense as his head enters me, filling me. He’s going so slowly, and as he pulls his face away from mine, I see the deep lines in his forehead as he fights to keep himself from plunging all the way inside me. When he pushes an inch more of himself inside again, I thrust my hips forward, taking him in fully. I let out a loud gasp as I feel all of his thick, hard length inside me, stretching me in a way I've never felt before.

“Are you okay, love?” he asks, his lips against my ear.

I nod and bite down on my lip. “You just feel really big.”

He chuckles and shifts his hips to pull out a bit. “I promise to make you feel good, Gabby.” He locks his eyes on mine as he hovers over me. "I need you to trust me."

As he looks at me, I wonder if he realizes how much he is asking of me. Does he know how badly I want to trust him? Can he see it in my eyes as easily as I can see his feelings in his? I'm too afraid. Can I give him my body without letting him conquer my heart?

"Gabby?" Liam asks, his brow furrowed in concern when I bring my eyes back to look at him.

"I trust you." The words spill out of my mouth. And when I see the relief wash over Liam's face, I know I can't call them back. He dips his head and kisses me again, rocking his hips so that he thrusts inside of me again.

I force away all my worries and fears and wrap my legs around him. With slow, languid thrusts he fucks me over and over again. The pain fades away and I begin to wholly enjoy the sensation of him inside me, filling every inch of me. Our breathes become one as we both pant and moan in pleasure. His thrusts grow faster and more frantic as he takes my nipple in his mouth, suckling and teasing it. I arch my back to give him better access and he brings his other hand down to massage my clit. His mouth on my breast, his fingers teasing my clit, and his cock pumping into me are too much for me to handle. Within minutes, I feel my muscles tense and I let out a cry as my body quivers from my orgasm and my tight walls clench, contracting around Liam until he, too, succumbs, and with a loud groan, empties himself inside of me.

For several long moments, Liam stays hovered over me, his face nestled against my neck. He brushes soft kisses against me, keeping his still-hard cock inside of me. When he pulls away, he tucks me under his arm and dusts a kiss on the top of my head.

“Gabby, that was bloody amazing," he says between breaths.

I'm too scared to respond. Because I know that if I do, he’ll hear too much in my voice. He will know that I made a terrible, fatal, and irreparable mistake.

I gave him my heart.