lips closed around her hardened nipple, she sighed. And when he used his teeth to gently pull it out toward him, she moaned. “Oh yes, Liam. Please…” another moan cut off the rest of her request.
He lay her back onto the bed, pushing the covers aside to give them both room. Shifting his attention to her nearer breast, he cupped it, rubbing his forefinger over the tightened nipple. With his other hand, he took her arm and raised it up over her head to rest on the pillow. Grinning, she did the same with the other arm, arching her back and letting him play with her body.
“Leave them there until I give you permission to move them.” His voice was raspy with his craving for her submission.
Maggie complied with a pleasured sigh. No more control. No more worries. Just Liam’s hands on her body, fondling her, carrying her off. She moaned again as his hands ran along her sides, pulling her sexy lingerie down and off her slender legs. Only the navy blue satin panties remained on her otherwise naked body.
For months, Liam had wondered what lay behind Maggie’s hard shell. Tonight, her veneer had cracked and for the first time, Liam glimpsed the powerful, sexy tigress that lay at rest behind that professional mask. Controlling such an animal required careful handling—and Liam Finnerty loved a challenge.
“Aye, that’s the way, lad. Get yer own knickers off now before ye rip right through ‘ em . That’s a fine twig ‘n berry set ye have there—put it to use tonight!”
Liam growled again. “I know how to make love to a woman!”
“Yes, Liam, don’t stop.” Maggie’s voice was breathless, letting herself be carried away.
With another low-throated growl to cover his mistake, he launched himself at Maggie’s breasts, kneading one breast while pulling the other into his mouth; gratified by the feel of her body writhing under him. Her hands stayed above her head, her back arching invitingly and Liam let his tongue circle the hard little bud he suckled. He heard her nails on the headboard as her hands sought for purchase on the carved dragons. As long as she didn’t bring those hands down to stop him, Liam knew he was on safe ground.
Maggie pushed her breasts up to meet his hungry mouth; he most certainly did know how to make love to a woman. Never had her hunger been greater. It was almost as if her tears released the lock she kept on all her desires and now they flowed out with a vengeance. If he did not let that hand drift lower soon, she knew her need would command her and that she would push his hand down to invade her pussy.
But she held back and kept her hands above her head, as Liam had told her to. There was something deliciously naughty about submitting to him, letting him control her; something that appealed to the tigress that lived entrenched in the deep caverns of her psyche. Not one man had ever been able to let that animal loose. Maggie knew it was there, when she chose to look that deep. But it was too painful to admit that that side of her needed to be locked away, and so she did not look very often. Liam’s command of her body threatened to wake the tigress and Maggie squirmed under his touch, both wanting and fearing the animal’s release. Breathless, urging him with her body to stroke her even as she feared where his touch would take her, the animal cried out through Maggie’s mouth with wordless cries.
Liam needed to get his cock free of his underwear. He was fully extended and much as he didn’t want to admit that the leprechaun was right—these boxers needed to come off. Oh, but this breast was so wonderful to torment; it yielded such incredible noises from the woman beneath him. Giving a last small bite to her nipple just to hear her moan, he slid off the bed and pulled down his boxers.
The huskiness in Maggie’s voice betrayed how wanton she felt. “I wish there were more light so I could see you, Liam. I want to see all of the man who claims me tonight.”
“ Yer wish is
He lay her back onto the bed, pushing the covers aside to give them both room. Shifting his attention to her nearer breast, he cupped it, rubbing his forefinger over the tightened nipple. With his other hand, he took her arm and raised it up over her head to rest on the pillow. Grinning, she did the same with the other arm, arching her back and letting him play with her body.
“Leave them there until I give you permission to move them.” His voice was raspy with his craving for her submission.
Maggie complied with a pleasured sigh. No more control. No more worries. Just Liam’s hands on her body, fondling her, carrying her off. She moaned again as his hands ran along her sides, pulling her sexy lingerie down and off her slender legs. Only the navy blue satin panties remained on her otherwise naked body.
For months, Liam had wondered what lay behind Maggie’s hard shell. Tonight, her veneer had cracked and for the first time, Liam glimpsed the powerful, sexy tigress that lay at rest behind that professional mask. Controlling such an animal required careful handling—and Liam Finnerty loved a challenge.
“Aye, that’s the way, lad. Get yer own knickers off now before ye rip right through ‘ em . That’s a fine twig ‘n berry set ye have there—put it to use tonight!”
Liam growled again. “I know how to make love to a woman!”
“Yes, Liam, don’t stop.” Maggie’s voice was breathless, letting herself be carried away.
With another low-throated growl to cover his mistake, he launched himself at Maggie’s breasts, kneading one breast while pulling the other into his mouth; gratified by the feel of her body writhing under him. Her hands stayed above her head, her back arching invitingly and Liam let his tongue circle the hard little bud he suckled. He heard her nails on the headboard as her hands sought for purchase on the carved dragons. As long as she didn’t bring those hands down to stop him, Liam knew he was on safe ground.
Maggie pushed her breasts up to meet his hungry mouth; he most certainly did know how to make love to a woman. Never had her hunger been greater. It was almost as if her tears released the lock she kept on all her desires and now they flowed out with a vengeance. If he did not let that hand drift lower soon, she knew her need would command her and that she would push his hand down to invade her pussy.
But she held back and kept her hands above her head, as Liam had told her to. There was something deliciously naughty about submitting to him, letting him control her; something that appealed to the tigress that lived entrenched in the deep caverns of her psyche. Not one man had ever been able to let that animal loose. Maggie knew it was there, when she chose to look that deep. But it was too painful to admit that that side of her needed to be locked away, and so she did not look very often. Liam’s command of her body threatened to wake the tigress and Maggie squirmed under his touch, both wanting and fearing the animal’s release. Breathless, urging him with her body to stroke her even as she feared where his touch would take her, the animal cried out through Maggie’s mouth with wordless cries.
Liam needed to get his cock free of his underwear. He was fully extended and much as he didn’t want to admit that the leprechaun was right—these boxers needed to come off. Oh, but this breast was so wonderful to torment; it yielded such incredible noises from the woman beneath him. Giving a last small bite to her nipple just to hear her moan, he slid off the bed and pulled down his boxers.
The huskiness in Maggie’s voice betrayed how wanton she felt. “I wish there were more light so I could see you, Liam. I want to see all of the man who claims me tonight.”
“ Yer wish is
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