The redhead seemed completely surprised—or rather, shocked—by his rudeness, which Liam could understand, since he rarely spoke to her that way. Even so, he ignored it completely and didn't wait for her response.
“I heard you've been telling people we're dating.”
“Of course not,” she quickly denied. “It's a secret, remember? It was your decision to keep our relationship a secret.”
“The two of us...” He pointed back and forth between them with his index finger. “We only have an open relationship, where both you and I can look for other people.”
“But you've never looked for anyone else.”
“Because I didn't want to,” he said quickly. “But I can, if you start labeling us.”
She panicked; he could see it in her expression and her eyes.
“No, of course not.” She stepped closer and wrapped her arms around the dark-haired man's body. “I like our little secret, darling. I'm perfectly happy this way.”
Liam sighed deeply.
“Look, Amelia, you know why I'm not interested in a serious relationship. So if you think you're ever going to win me over, tell me now, because I'm going to end this.” He spoke firmly. “I don't want to hurt you, but I also don't want to—and won't—change my mind about our relationship.”
“I...”
“Are you in love with me?” he asked when she paused for far too long for his liking. “Are you, Amelia?”
“No!” she lied shamelessly. “I'm not in love with you, Liam. I like being with you, having your body pressed against mine...” She kissed his neck. “Feeling your lips on me...”
Kavanagh gripped her slender waist.
“But that's all it is. For me, it's just sex.” She lied again without looking into his eyes, whispering in his ear before nibbling on his earlobe.
“Hmm.” That was all he said before urgently claiming her lips.
He pressed their bodies closer, pulling on her red hair after threading his fingers through it, feeling her tongue battle his as he walked her toward the couch a few steps away.
It had been almost a month since he'd had anyone to satisfy his desire, to ease that need to have someone he could completely lose himself in. And even though he knew the twins were waiting for him, he couldn't stop himself from tossing her onto the couch and stripping off his own clothes. She did the same with the dress she was wearing, never taking her eyes off him as she bit her lip.
Liam climbed on top of her when he was wearing nothing but his boxers, kissing her neck and exposed cleavage, moving his lips lower and lower until he nibbled near her belly button, listening to the redhead's soft moan beneath him. He bit down harder when he felt her leg rise, bringing his erection into closer contact with her sex; he felt it throb.
One of the woman's hands touched his hair; he felt her fingers slide between the strands.
He moved his lips lower, touching the fabric of the red panties she wore, hearing another soft moan escape her as he nibbled at her sex. He didn't take long to remove the garment, much less to touch her the way he wanted, listening to her moans grow louder with every new sensation he gave her. The index finger of his left hand joined his tongue while his free hand touched her breast.
“L-Liam.”
Amelia pulled his hair hard, but he still didn't stop touching her with his lips. His erection began to ache, and he couldn't keep pleasuring the woman beneath him—not in the way she clearly wanted, with so much more to come. So he removed the only piece of clothing he was wearing and climbed back on top of her.
“I can't take long,” he warned, nibbling her red lip.
“You could sleep here.”
Their eyes met; the dark-haired man was serious now.
“But I know your children can't be without you,” she added when she realized he hadn't liked her request. She had made the same request twice before, and both times he had explained that he would never stop putting his children to bed, regardless of his desires.
And that look said, I won't explain it again.
She heard his typical “hmm” when he finished speaking and felt his lips lick and kiss her neck, so she closed her eyes, wanting to feel more of his touch. She felt his hands part her legs and position himself between them, letting out a moan when she felt her sex come into contact with his erection. She wrapped her arms around him, bracing her hands against his back and pulling him closer to her body, feeling his lips claim hers urgently the next instant. She responded in kind, dragging her nails down his broad back as his large hands touched her thighs and lifted them slightly.
She wasn't surprised when he filled her forcefully, but she still couldn't keep from moaning loudly, even though his delicious lips muffled the sound.
Liam knew he'd been a little rough, but that was how she liked it—and of course, so did he. He felt his erection enter her with a little difficulty; she was tight. He gripped her thighs harder as he pulled out only slightly, thrusting back inside her the next instant. He quickly increased the pace of his thrusts, moaning along with her, though unlike the redhead, his moans were low and hoarse.
She pulled his hair with one hand and scratched his back with the neatly manicured nails of her free hand, but he continued, feeling her tighten more and more around him. He knew she was close to her first orgasm.
The moment he felt his own climax approaching, he quickly pulled out, finally coming on her stomach. It wasn't the first time, and it probably wouldn't be the last. He'd forgotten the condom, but he hadn't forgotten that he needed to protect himself once he remembered how important that was.
Amelia couldn't help feeling annoyed, even though she didn't show it.
Breathing heavily, Liam began to sit up, throwing his head back against the couch.
Suddenly, he felt the woman's beautiful body climb on top of him. Even so, he didn't move; he merely opened his eyes and waited to see what she would do.
“Already tired?” she teased. “You're not the same Liam Kavanagh.”
“I am the same Liam Kavanagh.” He took hold of her waist and brought his lips close to her ear. “But I also know my responsibilities.” He lifted her off his lap. “I have to go home,” he finished, standing up to put his clothes back on.
“You're going to leave me like this?” She knelt on the couch. “Completely naked and alone?”
He gave her a sly smile.
“If I didn't have to stay with the twins, I definitely wouldn't leave you like this. Actually, I'd have you in your bed right now.”
She bit her lip.
“But Thomas and Natalie are waiting for me at my parents' house.” He finished putting on his pants. “Besides, I don't have a condom.”
“You can pull out.”
“And risk not being able to finish like I did just now?” He shook his head. “No way.” He sat down to put on his sneakers, immediately feeling the naked woman behind him.
“I can reward you if you stay.”
“I'd love to, but no.”
“Not even if I...” Her right hand slid down from his chest to his erection. “Touch you here...” she whispered in his ear. “With my mouth.”
And Liam really couldn't stop himself from letting out a hoarse moan just from imagining it.
“You know how good I am at giving you a blowjob.”
“Yes, I know...” He removed her hand and glanced at her. “But my children are more important.” He kissed her lips before turning away, which kept him from seeing the redhead's scowl. “I'll call you.”
He walked to the door and headed for his car, wasting no time starting the engine. His children were probably already wondering where he was and who he was with, and it would be hard to make them forget about that.