Page 40 of Broken Desires
He grabs my bottom lip between his teeth and bites down, making me moan. He lets his hands run down my back and squeezes my ass, pulling me against his growing cock.
“I want you, little witch.”
I jerk back a little. “Here?”
“Yes. I want to worship you surrounded by all these mirrors. I want to see you come from all angles, and I want you to see how beautiful you are and how much you please me.”
I shiver with anticipation as more wetness coats my panties at the thought of us having sex in a public place surrounded by all these mirrors, exposing ourselves completely.
“This is so unlike you.” I breathe as he starts kissing my neck while reaching behind me and untying the velvet ribbon of my corset. This man has become an expert in getting me out of my clothes in record time, no matter how intricate the design is.
His teeth gently scrape along my jawline, sending a thrill through me before he pulls back to meet my gaze. “Is it? You’ve turned my life upside down, awakening a part of me I never knew existed. You’re the only one to blame.”
I can’t suppress the smile that breaks across my face, my arms winding around his neck in a playful gesture. “Oh no… I’m so terribly sorry,” I say, my tone dripping with mock remorse.
“As you should be,” he replies, effortlessly sliding down the zipper of my skirt until it’s a puddle of fabric at our feet. Gently, he disentangles my arms from around his neck, then works at the laces of my corset with practiced ease. Soon, it joins the skirt on the floor in a whisper of silk. Taking my hand, he guides me to the side, helping me step out of the discarded clothes.
He looks at me in ways that make my knees go weak. I’ve never seen myself like that—like I’m a treasure, a gift from the gods. But when Liam looks at me, I suddenly feel like I’m the most beautiful, enticing woman to have ever walked this earth.
“Red lingerie… my favorite,” he trails off, biting his bottom lip and letting his eyes roam freely across my body, stopping a little longer on my breasts and on my red-lace-covered pussy.
I know red is his favorite. He always becomes a little wilder when I wear red, and I love Liam as wild as he can get. Nothing is more enticing than when he sheds all his self-imposed rules and joins me in the chaos.
As he removes his shirt and takes a step toward me, I can’t help but marvel at his well-defined chest, the abs, and the V that leaves me breathless. Trailing my fingers across his skin, I relish the way his muscles ripple under my touch. Hooking my fingers in the waist of his pants, I draw him closer as he slides down the strap of my bra, trailing kisses from my neck down to the curve of my shoulder.
I start unbuttoning his pants as he unhooks my bra and leans down to suck my nipple in his mouth. I arch my back and close my eyes. Letting myself get lost in the sensation of his hot mouth and wicked tongue on my flesh.
He pushes my hands away as he keeps on kissing me, slowly going down my body, kissing my pussy through the material of my now-soaked panties.
I feel the rumble of his laughter against my skin and look down as he pulls down the flimsy fabric.
“My little witch seems eager,” he says, helping me out of the wet material.
“I can say the same,” I reply, looking pointedly at his hard cock jutting out of his opened pants.
“I’m always eager when I’m touching you.”
How can he blend sweetness with such lust? How could I not become addicted to him?
He brushes his nose on my pubic bone, and I let out a desperate whimper when he stands up, not putting his mouth where I want it the most.
“Patience.” He gets out of his pants and underwear before turning me around to face the mirror. “Eyes on me.”
Grateful for my ability to read lips in the mirror, I keep my gaze locked on his reflection.
“Look how perfect you are for me. Look how your body reacts when I touch you. Look how breathtaking you are when I make you come,” he adds before licking my neck as one of his hands grabs my breast, playing with it, and the other trails down between my legs and starts to rub me slowly.
He sucks on my earlobe and bites a little.
“Ummm, you’re so wet.” I spread my legs a little, and he keeps on rubbing, thrusting two fingers inside me with his back and forth.
He increases the pace as he pinches my nipple, and I feel the heaviness of the impending orgasm building. And suddenly, just as I’m about to come, his touch vanishes.
“Liam!” I shout with frustration, wanting to kill him for this offense.
“You closed your eyes. I told you to keep your eyes on me.”
I look him in the eyes as I bring my hand between my legs and start rubbing myself. I let out a loud moan as I enter myself with two fingers, even if it’s far less satisfying than his fingers.