“I prefer both,” she said, catching his eye, before he glanced back at the road. “Giving and taking.”
He tensed, the knuckles of his hand turning white. She watched his jaw work, his muscles flex under his shirt. It was as if he were holding himself back.
That wouldn’t do on their honeymoon. Or what was left of it. “Have you ever been parking?” she asked.
“Sorry?”
“Driven into a deserted field and made out. I think you’d say snogged?”
The Range Rover skidded to a stop. He put the SUV into reverse, threw one arm over the seat behind her, and stomped on the gas, before righting the vehicle. Then he turned on the next dirt path, drove until trees surrounded them, and put it in park.
“You were saying?” He turned to her, his eyes glittering as the last rays of the sun highlighted his face.
She took off her seatbelt and kicked off her shoes. “Talking is so overrated. And some things could be lost in translation.” She crawled over the console between them and straddled his lap, coming into direct contact with his erection. “Like this,” she lightly ground against him and then rubbed the heel of her hand down the length, eliciting a groan from him, “is practically begging for attention. But just from me.”
Leaning his seat back as far as it could go, he simultaneously unbuckled his seatbelt. “You seem to be very fluent.” He tilted his head to one side, studying her. She fought back the blush that threatened to interrupt her confidence. “But,” he stroked his hand across her cheek, “perhaps further testing is needed.”
Keeping her gaze on his, she pulled her sweater up and over her head. Her hair fell around her shoulders, and her breasts bounced with the movement. Her nipples tightened. She had a feeling Liam missed none of that.
“Lace. Lovely.” His hand trailed down her neck, his thumb brushing her collarbone and then settling between her breasts. “Your heart is beating so hard against my palm.”
She gave him a siren’s smile. “I’m excited.”
One corner of his mouth curved up. “As you should be.”
Leaning forward a little, she nipped at his bottom lip. “You should be excited, too.”
He thrust his hips up, making the hard length of him press against her core. “I believe we’ve already established my… excitement.”
She wriggled out of her skirt and then her panties. “I’m naked, and you’re not.”
“Can’t have that,” he said against her mouth. “Help me.”
Her fingers trembled with excitement as she pushed and pulled and unbuttoned and tugged on his clothes.
“Better?” he asked, settling her astride him again. His erection slid through her curls.
“Much better.” She leaned forward, kissing his neck and nibbling her way to his jaw.
“I like this parking idea of yours,” he said.
Smiling, she lifted her hips and grasped his hard length in her hand, teasing them both. She slid the head of him against her clit, where she was swollen and wet, over and over, until he grabbed her hips and started guiding her movements.
“Let me in,” he growled.
She rocked away from him. “Not yet.”
“Bella. Oh God. Bella,” he panted as the tip slid in and then, just as quickly, she shifted to one side, dislodging him. “You are such a cocktease.”
Tilting her head to one side, she asked, “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
All at once, he shifted his hips and thrust up, sending his cock deep inside of her. “It’s good now.”
She groaned, letting her head fall back, and then his mouth was tugging one of her nipples inside. She slammed her hands against the roof of the SUV, bracing herself as she rode him.
He wrapped his arms around her and crushed her against him, thrusting inside of her so hard that she couldn’t do anything but take it. She wanted to take it. She wanted him, all of him, and she wanted him deep.
“Feels so damn good,” he said and then bit her shoulder. “I’ve not been with anyone since you. I’ve nae wanted anyone like I want you.”
She wanted him just like this. Out of control. In the moment. She brought her arms down, wrapped them around his neck, and held on. He whispered to her in Gaelic, words that sounded romantic and sexy. Words that she would never remember to look up, because he was distracting her with his body.
“Only you, Liam,” she said. “Only us.”
“Aye.” He licked her throat. “Only me.” He thrust harder. “No other man, but me. No other woman, but you.”
“I know, Liam. I know,” she said softly, feeling the overwhelming urge to comfort him.
He stopped moving and gazed into her eyes, then looked down to where they were joined. She looked, too. He lifted her slightly, so that she could watch him disappear inside of her each time he moved.
“Now it’s my turn to tease. It’s my turn to make you mindless,” he said as he went deep. He started a slow grind that made her eyes water. “Try talking now, lass. Try talking now.”
She couldn’t talk, at least not in complete sentences. All she could do was beg and plead for him to move faster.
There was nothing in the world that existed for her but Liam. He was at the center of her pleasure.
His hand coasted down her back, and then around to the front, where he tweaked each nipple and made her cry out. He cupped her breasts, told her how beautiful they were, and then slowly, languidly, he teased the tip of each one. Pleasure spilled over her as he touched, kissed, and stroked.
He slid his hands up the delicate skin of her inner thighs, closer and closer to where she wanted him to touch her. His fingers dipped into her wetness, and she shuddered.
Finally, finally, he touched her where she wanted, circling her clit, over and over, until she was begging him to end her torture.
“Not yet,” he murmured, and then he bit the side of her neck.
“Please,” she cried out in pure sexual frustration. She wanted to come, more than anything. “Please.”
He gently flicked her clit with his thumb, and she almost went over the edge right then. He slid deeper inside of her, and she raked her nails down his back.
“Like that, do you?” He touched her there again and again.
This time, she didn’t beg at all. She couldn’t. She had no words. He sucked at her skin, played with her swollen flesh, and kept up his steady pace.
Another thrust and he anchored her against him, making her clit rub against him in such a way that she immediately came, her orgasm turning her inside out.