Page 92 of Best Kind of Trouble
He pulls back and just looks at me for a long moment.
“What are you doing?” I ask softly.
“If I only get to see you like this once, I want to remember. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known. You light up every room you’re in, but not only because of the way you look. There’s something inside of you that does it.”
Hundreds of men have told me I’m beautiful. Tonight, I actually believe it.
He steps forward again and gathers me in his arms. I melt into him, not even wondering where we’re going. It doesn’t matter, really. I’d go anywhere with him.
He carries me over to the boxing ring before setting me down beside it.
“Here?” I ask with a smile as he sets me down.
“Yes. If I have this mental image, no one’s going to be able to stop me. I’ll win every match.”
He pushes his pants down further.
“Take them off,” I say, my mouth dry. “I want to see everything.”
He grins as he does what he’s told, revealing his muscular thighs. Oh God, he’s so beautiful. There’s another Celtic tattoo on his thigh, and his thick cock juts up toward me, making me promises.
My whole life has been a string of broken promises, but not tonight. Please not tonight.
I want this to be my last memory of when I was with a man—not my final time with Jonah. Quick and unsatisfying and…sad. Because I always felt so alone when I was with him.
Sex should never be sad.
Liam may not love me, but he’s already shown up for me more than any other man ever has. It’s a thought that should be depressing, but right now, it’s not. It feels like a revelation. This is how relationships should be. In the past, I just accepted what others gave me, not realizing I could ask for more.
This man has done so much for me.
The way he’s stood up for me over the past two weeks has helped me start to make my vision a reality. Even though he keeps insisting the brewery’s only mine, we’re building something together.
Liam lifts me up by the hips, his big hands spanning across my flesh. My legs wrap around him as he backs up, pressing my back to the insulated ropes around the ring. One of his hands cups my butt, holding me close.
“I’m going to think about you every time I’m in this ring,” he says, leaning in and burying his face in my neck. His teeth graze my skin, and I buck against him, needing more. I want every last inch of him. Every beat of his heart. Every gusting breath. Every curl of ink on his body.
Tonight, just tonight.
“Now, Liam.Please.I need you.”
“Hold onto the ropes like a good princess,” he says, and I grip the top rope with both hands as he reaches down to adjust himself.
He rubs the tip against me, sending a shock wave of pleasure through me that renders me breathless. Then he slowly pushes in, the pressure catching me by surprise. He’s bigger than anyone else I’ve been with. But I’m also wetter than I’ve ever been in my life, so turned on that I already feel on the cusp of coming again.
He moves slowly, getting me used to him, and my body stretches to take all of him. He’s filling meup, and we’re in his gym, andwe shouldn’t be doing this. But even though I’ve always tried to follow the rules, it feels so, so good. Better, even, because it shouldn't be happening.
Tears burn in my eyes, and horror ripples through me, because I can’t let him see me cry. I can’t. So I bury my face in his hard chest, kissing him there as he starts moving inside me, the friction of him delicious.
He groans, deep in his throat, and thrusts in hard, making the ropes shake behind me. “God, I’m not going to last long. This is…fuck, you feel so good, Briar. This is like every fantasy rolled into one.”
Something about the way he says it—fantasy—sends spiderweb cracks through my enjoyment.
Fantasy.
Because it’s not supposed to happen, and it won’t happen again. It’s a blip in reality. A mistake even as it’s happening.
But the next time he thrusts in, he reaches for my face and kisses me deeply—and he keeps kissing me as he slows his thrusts, each one so deep I gasp into his mouth. He stares into my eyes as he takes me, my body going liquid with pleasure. It feels likehis. And then he stuns me by pulling out.
