Jo Leigh - One-Click Buy - September Harlequin Blaze

Katie wanted to feel him inside her. She was overtaken by the feeling, flooded with need and being needed. There was no restraint.

She wanted it.

Wanted him.

Wanted to feel everything all at once.

She grabbed the top of his briefs and pulled them down. He helped her, kicking them over his feet.

Naked together again.

He touched her, gently pushing his thick middle finger inside of her, stroking her ache.

She nipped his shoulder and then sank her teeth lightly into his flesh.

He touched her in places that ignited thoughts of what it would feel like when he was between her thighs, pushing deep enough inside her to soothe that throbbing ache.

She stroked his erection. He pulsed and throbbed against her hand. His entire body shuddered.

“Condom?” she whispered.

“I’ve got it.”

His mouth caught hers again in a possessive kiss that made her quiver. Caught her, arrested her. They were swept up by a maelstrom of passion. Completely and utterly vulnerable to each other.

Her fingers tingled to skate down those masculine curves and hard-muscled ridges.

He clamped a hand around her bottom and drew her up tight against his hardness and she melted. Into him, into the darkness of midnight.

Liam leveled himself into her, slipping in with surprisingly gentle movements considering how fired up they both were.

She hissed in a breath. The minute Liam was snug inside, her muscles contracted around him.

“Oh, no, ma’am, don’t start that yet,” he said, “or I won’t last a minute.”

But he felt so good, so big and thick that she couldn’t resist squeezing.

Slowly, he began to move. Their bodies fit. Hand in glove.

“What a woman,” he growled. “You are magnificent.”

He cupped her chin with his palm, raised her face up, rained kisses onto her chin. Her eyelids, her nose, her cheeks, her forehead. Then he took her mouth again, kissing her more deeply than she ever thought possible. Taking her breath, taking her heart, taking everything she had.

She felt every manly inch of him as he slid in and out of her warm moist folds, his movements languid and pointed. Clearly designed to drive her quite mad. She could feel it coming, gathering in her womb, rumbling up from deep within her.

His thrusts lengthened, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on for dear life.

Legs braced wide, penis sliding in and out of her, Liam anchored her to the mattress, his strong arms holding her in place. Like a dedicated explorer, he took his time, gradually getting to know the feel of her.

She slid the fingers of one hand down his back, feeling the bumps in his spine, grateful for him, for this moment, for this delicious pleasure.

They kissed repeatedly, their mouths coming together for a quick taste of heaven, and then pulling apart on a sigh as activities demanded.

They glided together under the covers, writhing, mating, swept up in the heat, the intensity, the slick seduction.

His thrusts quickened. She egged him on with hot little gasps and soft, hungry moans. Her contractions gripped him tight, pulling him deep within her. Holding on for dear life, she whispered his name over and over again.

Tension mounted.

Liam drove into her. Forceful now, demanding. His early gentleness evaporating in the face of urgent need.

She tightened her legs around his waist. He fondled her buttocks in his hand, spearing her hard, banging into her.

The inside of her thighs rode his hips. Relentlessly.

She could feel his legs quivering, knew he was on the verge of climax. It was gonna be big.

They exploded, shattering into pieces, the orgasm tearing through them simultaneously. She felt it ripple from her womb. Felt the shot of his heat flood through her.

At that very moment, Katie fell deeply in love.

LIAM HAD NEVER FELT happier in his life. He propped himself up on one elbow and lay watching her sleep, his eyes tracing the outlines of her dear face.

She’d spoiled him for good. After her, no other woman could ever compare.

And he was deliriously happy about his ruination.

To his mind, Katie was the sexiest woman in the world and he wanted her all the time. They had such fun together. Both in bed and out of it. He admired the way life delighted her. And her unfettered heart unfettered him.

Her impulses were elegant, lovely things, and it was troublesome, but astonishing, to appreciate the way she managed him. It wasn’t deviousness on her part. It was just the way she was and she had him twisted around her little finger.

Because of his past and his issues with Finn Delancy, Liam feared he might never be able to able to have an open and honest relationship with a woman. But his growing feelings for Katie overrode his trepidation. His need for connection was stronger than his fears that he didn’t measure up.

Liam acknowledged that she needed more time, that her own fear of commitment wouldn’t disappear over night. That was fine. He had all the patience in the world. In the meantime, he was determined to show her exactly how much she meant to him.

And that she could depend on him to be there for her, no matter what.

LATER, Katie woke to find Liam’s leg thrown over her waist, his hair sexily ruffled, his gaze fixed upon her face. She closed her eyes and smiled when he leaned over to kiss her.

She had to admit it. They were glorious together. Sex with Liam was the best she’d ever had.

He nuzzled her cheek lightly. She lifted her lashes partway, still smiling, and slanted him a flirtatious glance.

The way he looked at her made her feel as if she were the sexiest woman who’d ever lived. She thought she knew her body well, but through the lens of his eyes, she was different. Unknown to herself. And he was adventurously charting her unexplored territories.

Liam pulled her close. She rested her nose against his collarbone, smelling his essence, resting her chin against his curly black chest hairs. They lay unmoving, enrapt by the sounds of their own heartbeats.

Slowly, she became fully aware of the weight of their touching bodies. She eased from the circle of his arms, kissing his skin as she went.

Eyes flashing, he edged his fingertips up the slope of her inner thigh, tickling her.

Katie’s laugh, thick and erotic, oozed out into the room. She sounded husky and languid, as if she were changing, becoming someone new.

And Liam was the channel, guiding her into being more than she’d ever thought she could be.

In the process, she was learning to let go of her need for constant excitement, adventure and stimulation. Learning she could, indeed, trust these tender feelings swelling inside her. Liam had brought her to his bed, brought her into the daylight. He’d taken away her deepest fear-that she had no staying power for the long haul.

She grasped his shoulders to steady the fluttering of her pulse against the tingling of his gentle strokes. He rested his head against her belly. Her breath came quicker, deeper. A thrust of understanding expanded her heart.

He raised his head to look at her. They gazed deeply into each other’s eyes. Not saying a word, just taking each other in. Katie spied something that she’d never seen in a man’s eyes after lovemaking. It was a certainty. A knowing that only true and honest loyalty could bring.

What did her eyes say to him? Could he tell that he’d changed her? Could he see that she was letting down her guard, letting him in, going where she’d never gone with any man before?

Respect passed between them. A promise yet unspoken, but solidly real.

His erection stirred against her thigh, growing hard and hot all over again. She reached down to caress him, admiring his size and texture.

Anticipation sparked in his eyes as she increased the measured stroking, cupping his balls in her other hand. She delighted at the way they drew up against his crotch. Instantly, she felt a corresponding pressure, a tightening of her own nerve endings.