“No, I can handle it,” I say sounding stronger. I take another swig of my beer, downing it quicker than planned.
“You trying to get drunk?” he asks as he nods towards my empty bottle.
“No.”
He starts laughing and grabs me another one from the kitchen. “Don’t worry Hails, I’ll protect you from the mean people in Texas,” he says laughing. I can’t help but slap him in the stomach.
“If I have nightmares it’s your fault,” I say as I slip my shoes off to get more comfortable on the couch.
“You won’t,” he says sure of himself. “If you get scared just make out with me, then you won’t have to think about the movie,” he says catching me off guard.
“What?” I ask, shocked causing him to laugh.
“Just a thought. This way you won’t have to lie to me, if you want to sleep with me again,” he says with a sexy smirk.
“Who said I want to sleep with you again?”
“No one, I’m just assuming.”
“You shouldn’t assume things.”
“You’re right, I’m sorry,” he says looking apologetic.
“But I may hold you to that kissing part, if I get spooked.”
“Alright,” he says as he pulls me into his side. We watch the movie and I try so hard to not kiss him, but damn he looks and smells so good.
“Why are your eyes closed?”
“Sorry, it freaks me out,” I say as I point the screen where the character is hung onto the meat hook and the guy is being cut up by the chainsaw on the table.
“Then you were supposed to make out with me,” he says in a stern voice.
“I thought you were kidding,” I state innocently.
“Yeah, I bet you did. Are you nervous to kiss me?”
“No.”
“Then prove it,” he says calling my bluff.
“Fine,” I say surprising him. I pull his face towards mine, my lips meeting his for a slow sensual kiss.
I open my mouth a fraction of the way and Liam pushes forward. His tongue tastes every inch inside my mouth. Our tongues are doing their own little dance and I can’t help how much I want him. Even when he pisses me off, I want him.
I shift and move myself so I’m straddling his lap, getting as close to him as I can get with our clothes on. I decide to push for more and I start moving on his growing erection. I can feel it and God how I wish I could feel all of it.
“Fuck,” I hear him moan, before he takes my lips again. I continue moving back and forth on his crotch wanting him to feel the same way I feel. “Baby, you need to stop,” he says as he grips the sides of my hips to slow me down.
“I don’t want to stop,” I say as I lean in and start kissing his neck. Moving up and down, biting and sucking moving up towards his ear.
“Hails, we can’t do anything right here. The guys could walk in at any minute.”
“So take me to your bedroom,” I say as I continue my seduction on his neck.
“Shit,” he says as he quickly stands, holding me like I’m nothing. I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me down the hall, up the stairs and into his bedroom. He shuts the door and locks it before taking me over to his bed. He lies me down and settles in between my thighs as he makes his way up my body for our tongues to play again.
“I want you,” I whisper between kisses.
“God, I want you too,” he says as he leans back and pulls my sweater up over my head, tossing it, “You have no idea how beautiful you are,” he says before starting a trail of kisses up my body. My back automatically arches up, allowing him to slip his hands behind me to unhook my bra; he slides the straps down my arms and tosses it on the floor.
I grab the hem of his shirt and pull it over his head, wanting nothing more than to run my fingers down his sexy, muscular body. I look at him, amazed at how defined his body is. The lines, the contours of his six-pack down to the sexy v he has, he is solid sexy muscle.
“Why are you staring at me like that?” he asks, clearly catching me.
“Just admiring the view,” I say with a proud smile.
“Is that so?” he asks with a sexy smile.
“It’s so defined,” I say as I rub my fingers across the contours of his stomach.
“You act like you’ve never seen me without a shirt on,” he says with a curious look.
“Seeing you and touching you are two very different things.”
“Well touch away,” he says laughing, before bringing his lips down to meet mine. I continue to feel and rub his body before moving my hands lower, wanting his jeans to go. After unhooking the button, I’m able to grab the zipper and tug it down. I try to push his jeans down but they aren’t moving like I’d hoped. “Trying to get me naked already?”