Chapter 99 Menace II (R-18)
Liam’s mouth found the top of her breast, lips brushing her soft, warm skin with a tenderness that made Ann’s breath hitch. He kissed her there, slow and deliberate, tasting the faint saltiness, feeling her chest rise and fall beneath him.
The room was quiet, just the rustle of sheets and their steady breathing, a tense melody building between them.
Ann’s hands moved instinctively, fingers threading through his hair. She pulled him closer, burying his face in her chest.
He inhaled deeply, her scent hitting him—lavender from her shower mixed with the musk of her arousal. It was heady, stoking the fire in his veins, pulling him deeper into her spell until his need burned.
Ann gasped, soft but sharp, as his warmth caressed her skin. His breath was hot, lips trailing lower with a reverence that made her tremble.
His hand shifted, fingers splaying across her ribcage. Then he cupped her breast, the weight perfect in his palm.
He leaned in, mouth closing gently around her nipple, sucking with a teasing pressure. The sensation shot through her like lightning, her head snapping back, a moan escaping as pleasure rippled outward.
His free hand slid lower, fumbling with her jeans’ button. With a quick motion, he unfastened it, the metal clinking softly.
He helped her shimmy out, denim whispering down her legs, followed by her underwear, peeled away with careful urgency. The clothes pooled on the floor, forgotten.
Liam paused, breath catching as he took her in. Her skin glowed in the dim light, a map of curves and shadows that pulled his gaze.
Her breasts rose with each shallow breath, softened by sweat, peaks still taut from his touch. Her hips curved down to her glistening pussy, wet and pink, a small trickle of juice dripping—a silent call he couldn’t ignore.