Liam's wet, velvet tongue licked a stripe along her labia, slow and savoring at first before he licked her again, and then once more in succession. He spread her thighs wider when they made to tighten around his head, and his kiss continued its investigation of her most vulnerable place, his tongue now flicking the sensitive nub that pulsed and tightened as her hands gripped the elevator rail.

She was going to explode if he didn't ease up.

The way his tongue worshipped her, she had half a thought that that's exactly what he hoped to make her do. But she wanted more than just his tongue. Moaning against his intimate kiss, her hands traveled to his shoulders, and she tried to gesture him back up, but it only inspired him to suck her more wholly into his mouth.

Rebelling against her, he claimed her with insistence, savoring the taste of her with a relish that flushed her cheeks. Lusty and inflamed, his tongue followed the rhythm of her hips, and his hands rested there as she shook against him.

He was perfection.

His technique, that of a master.

Quaking against him, the pressure building up in her core teetered at the edge of her restraint, beating against her with a formidable insistence that powered its way throughout until she realized she was crying out and rocking against him – almost half out of her body with a pleasure she was only just learning existed.

Liam lapped her carefully then, as if taking careful note of how sensitive her pulsing nub must be before his kisses ascended her again, and his fingers replaced his mouth, this time exploring the impossible soft of her.

He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and loosed it.

"I love the way you taste."

Desire knotted her core, and her eyelids grew heavy as he dipped a third finger inside of her, stroking the wet of her sex. Eyes slipping closed, her skin fevered as he pressed himself against her.

"I'm gonna to make this pussy mine, Jackie," he husked in her ear, sending lightning bolts of pleasure over the surface of her skin, feeding the renewed pulse of her pleasure point.

"What are you waiting for?"

 She asked him breathily.

"Right now? I want to watch you moan while I finger fuck you. Is that alright?"

Swallowing her words, Jackie's eyes lifted lazily and locked with his. She nodded obeisantly, beyond turned on by the command he was taking and the way he was drawing everything out. She was a decided vixen for the night, but she was like a doll right now. His doll. A toy for his pleasure play.

Not for his shelf.

It was an utterly new experience for her. This level of intensity with a man. Before now, she'd known the fake bravado of boys playing the roles of men. Boys who knew maybe two erogenous zones on her body and over-played them with rough and uninspired fingers and tongues. This... was a magic she wasn't sure she could walk away from so easily.

And right now, she didn't want to think about how their night would end. She only wanted to elongate it, and juice it for every drop of ecstasy it could offer.

The way he looked at her, his eyes said he wanted the exact same thing.

"You like that?" He asked, taunting her.

His eyes steely and focused, Liam watched her like she was both an art and a mystery, like he wanted to take her apart, and see how she ticked. It was a massive turn on. He was burning hot but the fire was under his command, and the way he studied her, she was sure she'd soon be under his command, too.

"Your gorgeous when you come, Jackie. Like I have to rip the pleasure out of you before you're willing to submit."

His words dazzled her, almost sounding like the ramblings of a mad man ramping up to the next level of the game holding her captive. But it was a heady insanity, the sort she wanted to inspire in a man. The kind that would make it impossible for their bodies to forget one another when he finally fucked her and undid her, undoing himself in the process.

Hips circling his palm as he drove his fingers into the depths of her, thrusting against her g-spot, Jackie came, and came, and came again.

~

Parting from him for even five minutes was impossible, but when the elevator touched down to the lower level, he'd stopped to lean into the valet's ear and whisper something she couldn't quite make out.

The valet grinned and reached behind the cherry wood podium where he kept the keys, then slipped them into Liam's hand as Liam passed him a wad of bills in the other.

Liam led her to a limo parked at the back of the lot after that, and when she quirked a brow, he lifted a finger to his mouth and opened the door for her, gesturing her to slip in. He slid in alongside her, the rawness of his masculinity pulsing in the air as he clicked the door shut.

Jackie grinned when he turned his eyes to her.

"You came to our date in a limo?"

He gave her a cocky smile.

"I came in a Benz."

"So what are we doing?"

"Going to the East Tower."

Jackie's eyes widened.

Seriously?

"At... the top of the hill?"

Those suites asked several thousand a night.

Liam's lips covered hers before she could think to say another thing, and when the sound of the front door opening and closing signaled their driver had arrived, she deepened her kiss against him, twirling her tongue around his.

It was her turn to trail kisses from lips to neck to torso to thighs. And when she slid fully down to settle between his knees, her eyes met his, supplicant and thrumming with desire as her hands closed around the massive length of him.

Really, she had no idea how she was going to fit him anywhere, but desire coiled in her belly to taste him, and freeing him from his trousers she held his gaze as her lips slipped over the fevered head of his cock. Licking the faint salt and musk from his length, she took as much of him into her mouth as she could, gently sucking as her mouth ascended and descended him.

He groaned as his fingers slipped into her hair, easing the up-do down to waterfall her shoulders in dark, wild gloss.

Liam was beautiful rapt in pleasure. So fucking gorgeous she nearly came again watching his bottom lip disappear beneath his teeth as her mouth gently ravaged him.

Her kiss was soft, tender, and deliberate, and her sex throbbed as she strained to inch her mouth farther down over his length, wild with want for him. She wanted to take all of him everywhere, and it was all she could do to keep her focus on just one thing.

Jackie reveled in his taste, the salt of him beading in answer as her tongue slipped over his, lapped him clean and drank him down.

He jerked in her mouth, his hips matching the rhythm of her slow-bobbing head, and she adjusted her knees as she leaned deeper forward. The head of him, fleshy and swollen, brushed her throat, and she moaned over him, vibrating pleasure along his length.

She felt a burst of triumph when he shivered, her inner thighs glazed as he moved in and out of her mouth. He groaned low, the writhing of his torso rippling in waves until he was pressing her head forward, impaling her mouth with the impossible fullness of him.

Moaning, Jackie answered him, thrilling in the build she could feel inching up his limbs until it crested at the base of him, making him even more stiff if that was even possible. Crying out, he shook as his cock jerked against her lapping tongue, his hips driving him into the deep of her mouth as he exploded in bursts of seed that Jackie ably swallowed, drinking all of him down as she'd imagined several times already that night – until he had nothing more to spend.

"Fuck, you're amazing," he gruffed, pulling her up to nip and kiss her mouth roughly, his hands cupping her breasts as he raised her to his mouth and teased her nipples again through her dress with bites just a hair over gentle, instantly hardening them to darts.