Page 92 of All's Fair in Love and Magic

His palm skimmed them before he tugged the fabric over my head, still working my clit slow and rough through my swimsuit bottoms.

“What are you waiting for?” I asked, my cheek pressed against the tile.

“You’re supposed to take it back.”

“You know I can’t do that, Steam.”

“Then I guess we’ll stay like this forever.” He nipped my throat again, and I shuddered.

My body rocked in response to the way he teased my clit and rolled my hardening nipples between his fingers.

I couldn’t take it back, of course.

That would put an end to the game.

And though I wanted an end… maybe I wasn’t done yet.

I pushed my ass backward, and he was the one who growled when I ground against his erection. The motion bought me enough space to turn around, forcing him to move his hand away from my core.

Sinking to my knees, I untied his board shorts quickly and tugged them down his gigantic thighs.

He stared down at me with hot eyes when I took the base of him in my hand, leaving my mouth just a breath away from the head of his cock.

I met his gaze. “Tell me I’m right.”

“You’re right.”

“What am I right about?”

“I fucking suck at cooking.” He slipped his hand into my tangled hair and eased my mouth closer. “You win.”

“What do I win?”

“Anything you want, Clove.”

“Hmm.” I pretended to consider it before saying, “I want you on our porch tonight, while the sun goes down. Naked on the couch, beneath a blanket.”

His eyes blazed. “You want me to fuck you with nothing but a piece of fabric to hide it?”

“Yep.” My lip brushed the head of his cock, and it jerked violently.

“Deal.” He lightly pulled my head closer, and I wrapped my lips around his erection. The motion earned a fierce growl that made me hot. “Put your hand on your clit and make yourself come while you suck me off.”

I moaned, slipping my fingers between my thighs and working myself while I bobbed slowly over his cock, taking him deeper with every motion.

We groaned and gasped together until we both lost control. The taste of his pleasure flooded my mouth as I went over the edge, and it made my climax so much more intense.

He cradled my head as I pulled away, both of us breathing heavily. “You’re too good at that,” he rumbled.

“Guess you taught me too well.”

A sharp laugh escaped him as he helped me to my feet and pulled me to his chest. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

He kissed me, not giving a single fuck about the salt of his release on my tongue. I held him close, though I had to end it quickly so I could keep catching my breath.

Liam cleaned both of us quickly—and when we got out and dried off, I realized why he was in a hurry.