Page 90 of Boss Abroad

He holds himself sheathed in me, feeling every grasp of my pussy drawing out his own release.

Liam brought a lot of novelty into my days. Feeling him leaking out of me after sex was one of them. And one of my favorites.

In fact, every day with this man teaches me something I never knew I wanted and corrects my ways about what I always thought would hinder my ambitions.

Liam is not a distraction, he’s fuel.

He doesn't want to change me, fit me into a mold that would make him look better, or dim my own light to make his shine brighter. No. None of that shit I’ve watched and grown to fear.

Liam's all about me doing my own thing. All he asks is for a front-row seat to be as close as possible while I'm at it.

And I gotta say, I feel even more like myself when I’m with him. Because he makes me feel safe. Treasured. Loved.

Before Liam cannonballed his way into my life, all I aimed for was to be successful. Renowned. And if all turned out okay, I’d leave a legacy behind.

After Liam showed me how it feels to be complete, I took him at his word. I’m daring to dream bigger and higher, just like he asked, and with him featuring in every one of those dreams.