Before Audrey could respond, he was inches from her body. Towering over her, invading her space, brushing the heat of his big body against her skin. A chill of pleasure skittered down her spine as she tipped her face up to look at him.

Liam's eyes paralyzed her. He brushed his fingers against her jaw, his thumb turning her face up a hair more. His thumb brushed her lower lip, and she flushed with pleasure. Her lips parted even as he leaned down, his lips feathering over her own. Soft, hot, damp.

Audrey gave a tiny, breathy gasp that seemed to set Liam off. His hands gripped her waist, and he took her mouth. Their lips locked, and he flicked the tip of his tongue against hers. When she opened for him, he took her offering. His tongue slid along hers, teasing, dominating, demanding. Audrey slid her arms around his neck, and Liam pulled her flush against his big body.

She stilled for a moment when his erection pressed into her rounded belly; it had been so long since she’d been touched, since she’d touched Liam, she’d nearly forgotten how well-endowed he was.

Her fingers itched to touch him, to explore his incredible length and girth, but she felt suddenly and ridiculously shy.

Liam's hands burrowed in her hair at her nape. He softly tugged her head back further, pressing her breasts against his chest. When she gave a hiss of pleasure, he grinned.

“I think you missed me, Audrey,” he whispered. “I think you missed how I make you feel. Didn’t you, love?”

Her mouth watered, body burning with need. She bit her lip, uncertain.

Liam took her hand and drew her toward the chaise lounge, crowding her with all that muscle and heat. His hand came up to cup her breast, thumb running over her nipple. Audrey arched her back with a gasp, liquid heat flooding her body.

“Audrey…” Liam crooned, giving her another cocky smile. “If I touch you right now, will you be wet for me?”

She blushed and dropped her gaze.

“Liam… my body is so different… I don’t look the way I did when we were together,” she blurted out, her face going bright pink.

Liam chuckled. His big hand skimmed her thigh, lifting her dress up as he slid it up to her hip. He brushed his fingertips along the waistband of her panties. She gasped, and he leaned in close to give her another hard, possessive kiss.

She was on fire, her panties growing damp. 

His touch dropped lower. He skimmed the backs of his fingers over her mons, provoking. Another kiss, and he cupped her mound. He gave her a hard squeeze. Moisture pooled at his fingertips, soaking her panties.

“Look at me, Audrey,” he commanded. When she obeyed, his lust-darkened gaze bored into hers.

Liam pushed aside her panties with two fingertips, exploring the damp curls. Audrey moaned, heat blazing from her breasts to her clit. When his fingers dipped into her wet slit, she cried out and pushed him away.

“We can’t do this here!” she protested. “We still have so much to work out…”

When she turned to flee, Liam gave her ass a hard slap.

“Don’t you dare move,” he growled. “I want you, Audrey. I love looking at you, love the fact that you’re carrying my baby. And I don’t think I can wait another second before I have you again.”

Audrey practically came right then and there. 

Liam kicked off his shoes, eyeing her the whole time. Audrey opened her mouth, turning to tell him that there had to be rules, that she needed to feel in control. Liam shook his head.

“Don’t protest, love. I know you want this,” he said.

His dominance should have frightened her, should have turned her off, but it was the opposite. He was in control of her, and for the first time since Atlanta, she wanted to give it all up to him.

She moved to sit on the chaise, giving a squeak of surprise when Liam came up behind her to grip her hips. He pushed her forward, pinning her to the chaise and pushing her chest down to the cushion. She thought he might rip off her panties and take her just like that, but he didn’t.

Instead he ran his hands up her arms, trailed them over the soft, bare skin of her neck. His fingers touched her hair, and she felt him tug at the pins that held it in place. He ran his fingers through the glossy, vibrant strands, bringing the heavy mass down around her shoulders.

“Very nice,” he said, lifting up her dress and pushing it up around her hips. Her ass was in the air, protected only by her lacy boy short panties. Liam stripped the panties off, taking even that little bit of cover. 

“Spread your legs,” he ordered, inserting a knee between her legs to widen her stance. The tiny bit of contact made her bite back a groan, her ass pressing back against his hip.

Liam ran his hand up the back of her bare thigh, causing blooms of heat to rise beneath her skin. His hand cupped a bare ass cheek, pinched her sensitive flesh. When she gasped, his hand left her skin, only to crash down again with a loud smack.

“Oh!” Audrey moaned, surprised. Her right cheek burned and pulsed, and her face flushed.

“Look at this pretty little ass,” Liam said, both hands cupping her ass cheeks, lifting and spreading them apart. He brought one hand forward to cup her mound from behind. Two fingertips probed her wet, needy slit.

“Yes,” she whispered, gripping the pillow before her.

Liam's fingers ran from the top of her slit down to her snug entrance, circling once before trailing back up to find her clit. When Audrey cried out at his touch, he chuckled.

“Like that, do you?” he purred.

Two fingertips made soft circles on her clit, a slow tempo that made her wild with need. His touch made her burn, made her core flood with the liquid heat of her desire, made her breasts ache and her nipples grow tight.

She was too hot, her skin too tight, and yet he kept stroking her. Drawing the lust from her body, making her hips rock against his naughty fingers.

Too soon, his fingers slid from her clit, traveled down to her entrance. 

“Yes!” Audrey cried, ready for him to fill her, give her what she needed most.

“Audrey, you’re so wet for me,” Liam said, his fingers circling, teasing. “You need this, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she whimpered. She was already so close, she just needed his touch on her clit, on her g-spot… anywhere.

“Tell me what you need. Tell me how you want me to do it. Say, ‘Liam, I want you to fuck me…’”

“Liam, I want…” she gasped, writhing against those teasing fingers.

“Say it, Audrey,” he urged, his voice rough and raw.

“I need your fingers,” she said.

“You want me to fuck you with my fingers?” he asked, taunting.

“Yes!” she said, desperate.

“Say please,” he ordered. “Say my name.”

“Liam, please!”

He gave a low growl of pleasure.

“Open yourself wider for me, Audrey.”

She obeyed, leaning further onto the chaise and parting her legs another inch. Liam's free hand came up to spread her ass cheeks as he slid a single thick finger into her throbbing core.

Audrey cried out and arched her back, thrilling in the invasion. She moaned when he withdrew, only to plunge two fingers inside her.

“You’re so tight. You don’t get fucked enough, Audrey. I’m going to stretch you out tonight,” he threatened.

“Yes,” she whimpered. He withdrew and thrust, withdrew and thrust those fingers until her legs trembled, her taut inner muscles clenching. She was just on the brink, her orgasm a heartbeat away.

“I’m going to come,” she panted, rocking into his touch.

“No, not yet,” he said, pulling his fingers away.

“Liam!” she protested, turning to look at him. He looked her right in the eye and brought his fingers to his lips. He slid his fingers into his mouth, sucking her juices from his fingers with a pleasured mmmmm, his eyes never leaving hers.

Audrey bit her lip, desire bubbling anew.

He pulled his fingers from his mouth with a faint pop, giving her a sly grin.

“You taste even better than I remember, Audrey. I want more. Turn over and strip for me, darling.”

Audrey didn’t think, just rolled over and pulled her dress up over her head.

As she undressed, so did Liam. He shucked his shirt and pants in an instant, leaving him in a pair of tight navy blue boxer briefs.

Audrey fumbled with the clasp of her lacy bra, unable to look away from his powerful thighs and the massive, rigid bulge in his boxers.

Liam reached out to draw the bra’s straps down over her arms, tossing the flimsy material aside. His gaze dropped to her breasts, his eyes darkening to a stormy hunter.

He grabbed her hips and pulled her to the very edge of the chaise, hands sliding up to cup her heavy breasts.

“Look at you,” he said, almost to himself. “You’re so beautiful. I want to spill my cum here—”

He trailed his fingertips between her breasts.

“And here—”

He touched her lips.

“And here…” he said, teasing the hairs on her mons. “And then there’s that pretty little ass of yours. I wish I could take you there, love. Maybe after the baby comes…”

Audrey's eyes widened and she shook her head.

“You’re so bad,” she whispered.

“I’m going to fuck you with my mouth first. Give you the release you obviously need. Just a little taste. Then I’m going to fuck your mouth. Just for a minute, because I don’t want to come too soon,” he told her.

Audrey looked up at him, biting her lip. She squirmed; his words were so blatant, so dominant, they made her ache. 

“Then I’m going to fuck that hot pussy. It felt so good when I touched you, Audrey. Did you like it when I touched your clit and fucked you with my fingers?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said, her voice breathy. His voice was making her wetter than ever, his words making her blush because she knew she would love every bit of it.

“Good girl,” Liam said.

His hands came back to her breasts, fingers finding her hard nipples. He rolled and pinched them, sending electric waves from her breasts right down to her throbbing clit.

Liam went to his knees, sliding his palms up her thighs. He braced his thumbs on her mound and pushed her legs apart.

Parting her curls with his fingers, he looked up at her as he leaned in and flicked the tip of his tongue along her soaking slit.

Audrey cried out, tunneling her fingers into his dark hair. His tongue found her aching bud, stroked it in lazy circles. She arched into his mouth, head tipping back.

Her hair tumbled around her shoulders, the silky weight teasing her bare skin. His tongue worked faster, setting a quick rhythm. 

“Yes, yes,” she urged, rocking her hips.

Liam's hands grabbed her hips and pulled her forward another inch, one hand coming up and pressing her body back onto the chaise. She went with ease, her body too eager to deny him anything.

He shifted, continuing to lick her clit, raising his hand to brush his fingertips over her entrance once more.

His lips sealed over her clit, and he gave her a gentle suck as his fingers thrust deep into her core.

“Ah!” she cried, writhing with pleasure.

Liam curled his fingers, his fingertips stroking her g-spot. When she bucked and gasped, he sucked her clit harder, fucking her with his lips, his tongue, and his fingers.

Her body was warm and full and tense, pleasure curling her toes. Need coiled thick in her core, and the muscles in her thighs jumped and trembled.

Her breasts tightened and throbbed. She felt the first spasm as she began to clench around his fingers, the sweet burst of release flooding her veins. 

“I’m going to come,” she panted.

A long, low cry filled the air as she shattered on his tongue. She rocked and writhed, and Liam never stopped, sucking and stroking her through her orgasm.

When she sighed and sagged against him, he slowly withdrew from her still-sensitive flesh.

“Ahhh,” she moaned, floating in the bliss of her release. She hadn’t known just how much she’d needed that until now.

Liam sat on the chaise beside her. She looked up at him with a lopsided grin. When she saw the need darkening his eyes, she licked her lips. Though she’d just come, her body wanted more of him, much more.

He leaned over and kissed her, his lips and mouth wet with her juices. She tasted herself on his tongue, shuddering when he flicked its tip against her own. He pulled back, bringing his glistening fingers to her lips.

“Lick my fingers clean, Audrey,” he said, a soft command.

She looked into his eyes as she opened her mouth, running her tongue down the top of one of his fingers. She took his hand, turning it, and slid his wet fingers into the heat of her mouth, sucking them deep.

He shifted to lie on his side, his free hand brushing her breast, then trailing up to her neck. His fingers caressed her before he wrapped his fingers around the front of her throat, giving a soft squeeze.

She gasped a little, but his touch stayed gentle. He was dominating her, letting her know he was in charge.

“You like to suck, Audrey?” he asked, giving her throat another squeeze.

“Yes,” she said, watching him with wide eyes.

“Get on your knees,” he said.

He stood, pulling her along with him. He pressed her shoulder, pushing her down to the wood floor. She looked up at him, at his towering frame, and realized something.

Though Liam could hurt her, he wouldn’t. There was something about him, something about his tight control, that made her feel safe.

“I trust you,” she said, though he hadn’t asked.

Liam's expression tightened for a moment before he nodded. He ran his fingers over her lips, a smile teasing the corners of his mouth.

“You please me, Audrey,” he said. 

He brought his hands to the band of his boxer briefs and pushed them down his hips, letting them fall to his ankles. Audrey's breath caught in her throat when she saw his erection in all it’s glory.

Long, thick, and proud, it jutted from his body and made her lick her lips in anticipation.

“Open your mouth for me, darling,” he said, grasping his erection in one hand.

Audrey's lips parted, tongue rolling out in offering. Liam slid his hand into her hair, pulling her close. The heavy, hot crown of his cock pressed into her mouth, and he gave a soft groan.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Now tilt your head up, and relax,” he coached.

Audrey brought her hands up to his thighs, bracing herself, and lifted her throat to him. He pushed in to her mouth, deep and slow, both hands tight in her hair now. Saliva filled her mouth as his girth stretched her mouth wide; he was so long that his cock nudged her throat, though he was only halfway in.

“Just for a second,” he murmured, though Audrey wasn’t certain if he was talking to her or chiding himself.

He withdrew and gave a shallow thrust. He gripped her hair hard, and his abs clenched. He thrust again, and a third time, before pushing her back on her heels. He gripped his cock, pulling free of her mouth.

“That hot little mouth is too much,” he said, staring down at her as he gave himself a long, firm stroke. “I could spill in your throat in a heartbeat.”

“So do it,” she challenged, licking her lips again to taunt him.

“We have too much to do. Remember what I have planned?” he asked, flashing a dirty grin.

Audrey nodded and shuddered. She couldn’t help the excitement that flooded her body when he talked like that. Liam leaned down and scooped her up off the floor, depositing her on the chaise.

His big body covered hers, his arms caging her. He lay full on her body, his big cock pressing into her swollen belly, promising wicked things.

He kissed her, his tongue seeking hers, twisting and teasing. His fingers trailed down her body, brushing her wet folds and finding her clit.

His kiss turned hard and demanding, his fingers stoked the flame of her passion until she was gasping and panting into his mouth, rocking her hips into his touch again.

His fingers left her clit, and she moaned with disappointment. In the next moment, though, he took his cock in hand and ran the hot, slick head up and down her lower lips.

“Liam, yes,” she said, tilting her hips up to him.

His gaze speared her as he rubbed the slippery crown against her clit, then pressed it to her tight entrance. Audrey watched his eyes squeeze shut as he penetrated her. Her juices eased his way, but he was so big. Too big, she thought, biting her lip to keep from crying out.

“Shhh, Audrey, shhh,” he said, watching her as he withdrew and pressed in again. “You’re a good little girl, being so still while I try to fuck your tight little pussy.”

She sucked in a breath, loving every second of his dirty talk. He withdrew and advanced, working his way in. It was a strange feeling of pleasure mixed with pain as his thick cock stretched her. When he thrust again, he pushed all the way in, the tip of his cock touching her womb.

“You’re so big,” she breathed. Liam paused, leaning down to kiss her again. When he straightened, he started to pound into her with hard, short thrusts. Audrey wrapped herself around his body, her hips jerking to meet each movement.

Liam pushed up off the chaise, kneeling. He put one hand on each of her knees as he rammed into her snug channel, pushing them apart and then back toward her chest. The adjustment tilted her pelvis just so, and his next thrust hit Audrey's g-spot.

“Ohhh!” she cried, eyes snapping open. The sensation was so intense that her whole body shuddered and clenched. 

“You like that, huh? I love how you take my cock, Audrey,” Liam growled.

His muscles flexed, abs tighter than ever. A fine sheen of sweat shone on his skin as he thrust, filling her over and over.

She was on fire. His cock was too much, the pleasure too much, but if he stopped she’d die. He slammed into her harder and harder, and she could tell that he was fighting for control.

His furious lust drove her higher. He pressed her knees all the way to her chest and fucked her hard, his motions wild and relentless.

“You’re about to come. I can feel it,” he told her.

Audrey watched him move, flesh slapping flesh, felt the way her legs shook. She tightened around him, her inner walls fluttering with pleasure.

He hit her g-spot once more, and she cried out, climaxing and shuddering. White-hot pleasure spilled from her core, radiating up her spine until she was blind with it. He hit that same spot again and again, and she felt wave after wave of pleasure fill her body.

Liam let himself go, bucking furiously into her body. 

“God, Audrey, you’re so perfect and tight. I love you, baby,” he growled, punctuating the last few words with his thrusts.

On the last word, he gave a loud growl as he released, holding her tight against his body. Audrey collapsed against him, unable to move.

For a couple minutes, they lay sprawled on the chaise, desperately trying to catch their breath. Audrey lay atop Liam. He chuckled, and she sat up.

“Am I crushing you?” she asked, feeling a little awkward.

“Not a chance,” he said. “Just… thinking. If you can’t tell me you love me after all that, I’m worried what I’ll have to do to get you to say it.”

Audrey couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “You’re awful.”

“Well, I mean… it was a pretty impressive performance, if I do say so myself.”

Audrey grinned. “Well, I don’t want to inflate your ego…”

Liam cocked a brow. “But?”

“But… of course I love you, Liam,” she said, leaning back down to press her lips to his.

“Mmf,” he grunted. “Finally.”

A knock sounded at the door, and Audrey sat up. “Shit. There’s a party going on out there. I’m at work.”

“Oh… well, if it helps, I talked to your boss before I came in here,” Liam said.

Audrey grinned. “That does help. Still, I think we’d better go out and tell Jack that we’ve made up. He’s probably worried that one of us strangled the other.”

“Right, right,” Liam muttered. “Here, let me help you into your dress.”

He got her dress on and then pulled on his own clothes while Audrey awkwardly climbed back into her panties, feeling like a silly teenager.

Hopefully most teenagers weren’t nearly as pregnant as she was, though.

“I guess I need shoes,” she said, moving back to her desk to get her shoes, which were forgotten in all the tumult.

She slipped on her flats, then turned around to find Liam on one knee, a gleaming ring held between two fingers.

Audrey gasped, pressing her fingers to her lips.

“Audrey. Love of my life, mother of my daughter,” Liam said. “Please, please tell me you’ll marry me.”

“I… yes?” she said, overwhelmed. “I mean, yes! Of course I will.”

Liam stood and slid the biggest rock she’d ever seen on her finger, then pulled her close for a kiss.

“Now that’s a proper ending for our love story, Ginger,” he said.

Audrey grinned. “That’s it, is it? You and me, stuck together forever.”

“Forever,” he agreed, offering her his hand.

Audrey took it with a hefty sigh. Her forever was looking pretty damned good, indeed.