“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice rough, sending a shiver to roll across my body.
I could barely breathe in anticipation, so I nodded and hoped I didn’t look as eager as I felt.
Using his hands, he parted my legs and shifted until he was nestled between them. The next kiss I gave him was frantic. I wanted this man more than I wanted the air I needed for life to continue.
“Jesus!” He exhaled.
He kissed his way down my neck and between my breasts before taking one in his mouth again. That connection was tied to my core. I bucked against his shaft, rubbing myself on him with fever that wouldn’t go away until he gave me what I wanted.
As he dipped his head, I fisted my hand in his hair and jerked his head so he was looking at me again.
“Your cock. Now.” Because I was panting with need I couldn’t control, I sounded nearly out of breath and maybe I was.
“Fuck,” he said. “I don’t want hurt you.”
“You are by not fucking me.”
He closed his eyes before I felt him line himself up with my opening. I held my breath, prepared to memorize the next few seconds. He had no idea what this meant to me.
The next moment as he drove himself inside and my breath was stolen.
There was a realization in his eyes. He got it.
It wasn’t just the pain that sent an errant tear to leak from the corner of my eyes.
“Natalie,” he said, eyes wide with understanding.
For the first time in my life, I did breathe. Afraid he might pull back, I rolled him on his back. His cock was still buried deep inside me but unmoving. With no experience, I did what I’d seen on TV. I lifted up and with my hands on his chest I began to move up and down determined to get past the pain.
“Natalie,” he repeated.
“Please,” I said, as a fresh round of tears spilled from my eyes.
He gripped my hips to try and stop me. I twisted my hips and watched his face morph as the need took him over. He was helping me ride him as he shifted one hand so the other played with my clit.
That changed everything. Pleasure began to win over the uncomfortable tightness. His other hand threaded through my hair and he sat up to kiss me as we rocked together as one.
When I got close, I pressed his chest down so he’d lie flat and let my head fall back as the orgasm spasmed through me like a tidal wave. I dug my nails into his thighs and screamed. It was filled with more than passion. Pent up frustration of the loss of control over my life and any future choices were in there too.
There was also realization that I’d been sleeping through life. I was finally awake, and I didn’t want it to end.
Good thing Liam felt the same. He reversed our positions, flipping me on my back. In his eyes I saw my need reflected back. He wanted me too.
How this would end? I pushed that thought out of my head. One way or another it would end. What would he think of me then?
Twenty-Eight
Liam
She was there, underneath me, like I’d envisioned a thousand times, and I didn’t want it to end. I pulled out, prolonging our adventure and did what I wanted to do since she stepped though my door with a wide-eyed innocence I hadn’t fully understood.
I kissed my way down her body until my mouth was on her pussy, hot and wet. I’d been so rough with my first thrust not getting the gift she’d given me. It was time to make up for any discomfort she might have felt.
Trading sweet kisses, soft nips, and long strokes of my tongue she panted until she screamed my name. My greedy girl drew me up to her mouth and rolled us back over. She was sliding down my throbbing cock.
And I let her work herself into another frenzy, memorizing her every movement. It was like my eyes were open. I was crazy about this girl. There was no denying that anymore.
When her pussy choked my cock in sweet spasms, I finally let go. I came like it was my first time. I was twisted up from the sheer force of it. I pulled her down on top of me. This time our kiss was slow as we explored each other.
“You’re mine,” I whispered. Her eyes widened in shock or surprise; I wasn’t sure. “No way in hell you’re going out with Doc Love.”
“You don’t have to worry about that,” she said.
There was a sadness in her eyes I didn’t like. “You don’t regret this, do you?”
“No. This was everything I hoped for.”
“Good. Cause I’m not done.”
After, I got a new condom on, I rolled her to her side and lifted her leg to give me a better angle and slowly slid in and out. There was no rush, we had all night, or so I thought.
When we were spent, I held her in my arms, only to wake cold and alone.
“Natalie,” I called out.
Sometimes you just know. I knew she was gone. I cursed, getting out of bed, hoping I was wrong. I wasn’t.
In the kitchen, I found a note written on the back of a pizza receipt I’d left on the counter. Trepidation grew as I read it.
Liam,
I’m sorry. I’ll never forget this. Goodbye.
Natalie
“What the fuck?” I said out loud. I found my phone and called her. No answer. I texted.
Me: We need to talk.
As I waited, I tried the hospital only remembering they wouldn’t give me information about an employee. I told the person who answered, wrong number, and hung up. I’d paced the length of the room when I got a reply.
Natalie: Can’t talk. Working.
That was something. Her note made it sound like she was leaving town for good. The fact that she’d gone to work didn’t explain the note, but it did tell me she hadn’t left.
Just before her shift was over, I drove to the hospital and arrived in time. I parked nearly in the same spot I had the first time we met. Only this time there was a car in front of me.
Texting her my plan might have been an option if I wasn’t keeping my eyes trained on the door. I had no idea if there was a back way out, but I prayed she would come this way as there was a subway station not too far down this street.
I exhaled in relief when she walked out the door. She looked up as if she could feel my eyes on her. For a second, I swore she smiled. But it disappeared. A man stepped in front of her, and a frown blossomed on her face. It wasn’t exactly a frown. I saw fear and despair a second too late. While I was reaching for the handle on the door, she was ushered into the car ahead.
My phone burned in my hand. I had no idea what was going on. But training said if the situation was as bad as it looked, calling her could alert her kidnappers she had a phone if they hadn’t already taken it from her.
Whoever it was would pay if they harmed a hair on her body. That I could promise.
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Acknowledgments
A special thank you for the King Maker series readers. You guys totally rock. Thank you for all the love, reviews, messages, and all of it. I couldn’t do this without your continued support.
THANK YOU TO my beta readers. Diane, Kelly, Selja and Selma. Thank you so much for helping me ensure this was the best story.
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bsp; Thanks to my book wifey, A.M. Hargove (Anne), for saving the day with comments, feedback and missed typos to make this a better book.
A special thanks to a group of authors who helped me get through a writing slump due to COVID fatigue. No I didn’t have COVID, but I couldn’t read or write a thing for the longest time. Thanks Jana for organizing the writing zoom group. It’s because of Jana along with LIV and Anne that I was able to finish not one but two books in record time. And I’m still going strong.
About the Author
Terri E. Laine, USA Today bestselling author, left a lucrative career as a CPA to pursue her love for writing. Outside of her roles as a wife and mother of three, she’s always been a dreamer and as such became an avid reader at a young age.
Many years later, she got a crazy idea to write a novel and set out to try to publish it. With over a dozen titles published under various pen names, the rest is history. Her journey has been a blessing, and a dream realized. She looks forward to many more memories to come.
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Also by Terri E. Laine
King Maker Trilogy
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Kingdom Fall
All the Kings Sons Spinoff
Arrogant Savior (standalone)
King Me Duet
King Me
Queen Her
Him standalone series
Because Of Him
Captivated by Him
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Chasing Butterflies
Catching Fireflies
Changing Hearts
Craving Dragonflies
Songs for Cricket
Blinded by You Duet
Honey
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Absolutely Mine
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A Beautiful Sin
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