The moment I’d tried it on, I knew it was that kind of dress—a deadly weapon in a woman’s arsenal.
What could go wrong?
* * *
“Cheers,” Liam said, holding his champagne glass out. “To two months.”
I clinked glasses with him. “Two months?”
“Since the night we met. I’m sure you remember.”
The way his eyebrows lifted just the slightest bit as he spoke brought heat to my cheeks. I would never forget that night.
“I can’t believe it’s been that long.”
“No? It feels like ages. This is the longest I’ve gone without sex since I was a teenager.”
Liam looked stunning in a full tuxedo. Something about formal wear made hot men hotter—it wasn’t fair. And the look he gave me—smoldering.
Not fair one bit. But two can play at that game.
The final course was champagne and fruit. I took a strawberry and dipped it in the liquid milk chocolate. I made sure Liam watched me bring it to my lips.
The bright red lipstick I’d worn matched my hair, and Liam couldn’t look away from the pink tongue that flicked out to lick some of the chocolate off the fruit.
He stared intently at my mouth as I wrapped my lips around it, emphasizing the action until it was almost a parody of itself. After the bite, I smiled.
“Can I help you?”
He cleared his throat and shifted in his chair. I knew what that meant, and I celebrated a mental victory even as I kept trying to convince myself that I didn’t want to stir up any heat between us.
“You’re helping just fine as you are,” he said. “What do you think of our plans for tomorrow? Are you still fine with going to see the play?”
The change of topic caught me off guard. Then I felt something on the inside of my knee. Liam’s socked foot. It hid behind the tablecloth.
He must have slipped off his shoe.
I answered his question as the foot traveled up my leg to my inner thigh.
“Yes, I can’t wait to see—oh! Sorry. I mean, I have been looking forward… to the play for a couple of weeks, now.”
Liam’s foot toyed with me, brushing against the sensitive skin. His foot was up my dress, and so close to my panty-clad pussy that I had to focus to keep from biting my lip.
“That’s good, but I thought that if something major came up tonight, we might postpone the play… we’d want tomorrow to recover.”
There were no plans for the night after dinner. Just going home to the apartment.
Two can play at this game.
I shook off one of my heels and mimicked Liam’s actions. Once I got to his thigh, I had to slouch in my chair—my legs weren’t as long as his. I looked around to make sure no one was looking and scooted my chair as close to the table as I could.
“Something major… sounds like a task that will require some effort to take care of. Think you’ll need a hand?”
“It might fit two hands. And you know how impressed I am by your brains. They might come in handy.” Liam’s eyes rolled back for a moment as I brought my foot over his crotch and found his hard cock.
I rubbed it slowly. “Thank you for the compliment. I’ve been told I have a quick tongue, as well.”
He smiled. “I do love that about you.”
His toe found my clit through my panties, and I couldn’t prevent a sharp gasp from escaping my mouth.
“Oh! Excuse me. I seem to be sore from earlier. I had to get a little exercise after our discussion earlier tonight.”
His eyes narrowed. “I heard that. It sounded like you might have needed my help for a thing or two.”
So he had heard!
There was no time to feel mortified—the thought of Liam listening to me come only added fuel to the fire and turned me on more.
“I thought about it,” I acknowledged. “It would have been a much more satisfying workout with a partner to help me get the hard to reach spots.”
Liam growled. “Are you finished with dessert? I think something major has come up.”
The little restraint I held onto snapped. I was tired of running.
“Let’s go.”
14
~ Liam ~
I’d never left a restaurant so quickly.
The walk to the car was a blur—all I saw was Addison. Addison and that tight, black, teasing dress she’d worn.
I couldn’t wait to tear it off her.
Tonight, I’d asked Gerald to take the limo. There was only one reason we needed the large vehicle for two people. As we walked up to the vehicle, Gerald opened the door for Addison.
“Gerald, please raise the divider as soon as you get in the car.”
“Yes, Mr. Windsor.” Gerald nodded his head.
“Excellent.”
Before he’d even shut the door behind me, Addison pulled me on top of her.
The events of the day had built me up to an almost scary peak. The only thing I wanted in the entire world was to have this seductive woman underneath me, surrounding me as I filled her.
Our mouths crashed together with urgent need. Addison put both hands on my neck, pulling me harder against her, like the secret to extending life hid on my tongue.
The clingy fabric of her dress was soft and thin under my fingers, doing nothing to hide the taut firmness of her flesh and the way it yielded to my grasp. I wrapped one arm around her body and used the other to grab her ass, lifting her on top of me until she straddled me with a knee on either side of my waist.
Addison settled onto me, pressing her body against mine and moaning into my mouth.
She moved her hips, grinding through the thin layers of clothing separating my cock and her pussy, giving us both pleasure but teasing with the knowledge that it would feel so much better once the clothes no longer hindered us.
I pushed down on her waist with both hands as I ground into her from below.
“Oh, God,” she gasped, our lips still touching. “Do that again.”
I obeyed and let my greedy mouth fall to her neck as she held onto my shoulders and moaned freely.
Her dress had already slid up to her upper thighs, and I helped it along until it gathered around her waist. The tiny black thong underneath was wet with her arousal—I could feel it through my pants.
“Hold on,” I said.
I lifted her up far enough so I could unzip my pants. I fished my hard cock out of the opening.
“I can’t wait any longer,” I explained. “I need to be inside you.”
Her eyes were wide as they looked into mine from only inches away. She bit her lip in that sexy way that let me know she was turned on—as if I couldn’t feel it for myself.
Addison didn’t speak, but she moved her hips until my head brushed against her lips. The moan that started when it hit her clit turned into a sharp intake of breath as I split her open.
“Fuck,” I said, unable to hold back. “That feels so good. Incredible.”
She nodded and sank lower. Her eyes closed, and she moaned again. The hot, wet tightness of her was a furnace around my cock, welcoming me in with a fierce firestorm of pleasure.
Addison took the remaining half of my shaft in one slow, constant motion that caused her eyes to roll back until I could see only whites. Once I bottomed out in her pussy, she fell forward against my chest.
“You feel incredible, Liam,” she finally spoke. “So good. So right.”
I grunted my agreement, reveling in the sensations of joining. It had been such a long wait, but it was all worth it for the chance to feel this again.
We sat together without moving for several moments as Addison shuddered and quaked. The shaking grew more intense, and she moaned.
“Oh, my God! I can’t believe this.” She struggled to get the words out.
I squeezed her ass, pulling her tighter against me. “What’s going on?”
“I don’t know how, but—oh! Fuck! I’m coming!”
Now I could feel it—the rippling contrac
tions as her internal muscles squeezed and rippled around my cock, making her pussy even tighter around me. She rocked her hips, keeping me fully inside her but grinding her clit against the base of my shaft.
“Yes! Oh, fuck, Liam!”
Addison’s convulsions reached a crescendo, and then her muscles relaxed as she settled against me for support.
“That was incredible,” she said as she pushed back to look at me. Her green eyes were so bright. “I can’t believe I came without you even moving inside me.”
Before I could respond, she bent to kiss me, hands digging into my hair.
The orgasm hadn’t slaked her lust, and soon she bounced up and down in my lap, impaling herself again and again on my cock.
Her dress, while provocative, frustrated me by not giving me full access to her body. I resisted the urge to tear it off her body like I’d done to her shirt earlier in the day. Enough sense remained in the back of my mind to remember that we were still in the limo and would need to walk into my building and get to the apartment.
I settled for feeling her breasts through the fabric, teasing her nipples and giving her as much stimulation as I could. She rewarded me with moans and the special attention she gave to my cock as she used her pussy to push us both to the edge.
The car slowed to a stop, and a quick look showed that it wasn’t a red light—we were home.
“Addison,” I murmured. “We have to stop. We’re home, and I’m not wearing a condom.”
Her wild eyes caught mine, and she shook her head. “I need more.”
Those three words served as a catalyst for both of us.
I pulled her to me and thrust up into her as she rode me even harder. Her moans turned into screams, joined by my groans. The friction built between us, sweet ecstasy collecting in my cock and swirling through my body.
“Addison—”
“Come for me.”
She quickened her pace, driving herself onto my cock, repeatedly slamming her ass onto my thighs. The vigorous coupling drove me past the point of no return, and I hung onto her hips and pushed as deep into her as I could.
“Fuck!”
My climax coursed through me, and as I shot inside her, Addison’s body shook with the characteristic signs of another orgasm.
We came together, the car’s well-appointed interior receiving our joint moans as we fought through the throes of an enormous climax.
Once more, Addison fell to my chest.
“Oh, my God.”
We held each other as the tingles dispersed and our breathing slowed. Addison traced little circles on my shoulder.
“We should put ourselves together,” I said.
I leaned over to grab a box of tissues from its discreet location behind a seat as we worked through the logistics of cleaning up and straightening our clothes.
“Do I look decent?” Addison asked, a small smile tugging her lips upward. “I don’t want to give the tabloids even more fodder than we already have tonight.”
“You look stunning,” I said. “But you might want to pull that skirt down a little more.”
She looked down and laughed. “I don’t know if I can. It was already a short dress, and it’s so tight, I can’t straighten it out while sitting. I need to stand to smooth it down. You’ll have to stand in front of me when I get out and cover me. Oh, I am on birth control, if you’re worried about that.”
“I was, but obviously not enough to stop. What about me—respectable?” I asked.
Addison bent over to inspect me. “There’s white stuff on the crotch of your pants. You’ll have to hold your hands in front of you while we walk in.”
I pulled her in for a kiss. “Worth it.”
“Definitely.”
I opened the door and got out, then shielded Addison from view as she made herself as presentable as she could.
Gerald stood several feet away, averting his eyes. He had been on duty as I hooked up in the limo before, but none of those women had been quite as loud as Addison was tonight.
“Ready to go?” I asked.
“Let’s do it,” Addison replied.
“Thank you for the drive, Gerald.”
The driver nodded and closed the door of the limo. “At your service, Mr. Windsor.”
Addison walked in front of me as we entered the apartment lobby and entered the elevator without incident, blocking any wandering eyes from the mess we’d made of my pants.
“That was so hot,” she said once the doors closed. “I hope you aren’t done for the night, because I want more.”
She followed her words with a hand on my tie and an arm around my neck to bring me to her level. Her leg crept around my waist as we kissed, holding tight.
By the time we reached the penthouse, my cock had grown to its full size.
“Take this” —she tapped my manhood— “and wait for me in your room. I’ll be right there once I’ve cleaned up.”
15
~ Addison ~
That was even better than the first time we had sex.
I couldn't believe it. The first time was more traditional. We’d performed oral on each other, had the luxury of an actual bed—plus the excitement that comes with exploring a new body.
This time had been just a simple ride in a car. Me and Liam, not even naked, sharing the amazing bliss of our bodies working in sync.
But it wasn’t just a simple ride. It couldn’t be.
This was Liam.
I let the hot water pour over my body. As much as I wanted to fuck Liam again immediately, I wanted to take it slow this time. It had to be perfect. I wanted to be clean for him, and I wanted to blow his mind.
The expensive oils and scents I’d accumulated helped make my skin as smooth and soft and sweet-smelling as it could. Liam’s tongue would be all over me soon, and he deserved the best.
My body still tingled from the two orgasms I’d had in the car. The first had taken me by surprise—I’d been so spun up from the teasing over dinner that just the way his cock felt inside me, filling me up in that perfect way it did, was enough to push me over the edge.
Even if that had been it, it would have been better than any other sex I’d had. After two months of living with and getting to know Liam, the psychological thrill of fucking him was more intense than I could have ever imagined.
And now I’ll get to feel that all the time.
My only regret was that I hadn’t given in earlier.
I hopped out of the shower and patted myself dry with the thick towel waiting for me. Dry, but still not ready.
With my desire blooming once more, I opened the special drawer in my wardrobe. The one that contained the purchases I’d made at specialty boutiques over the past two months.
The drawer I’d pretended all along wasn’t for use with Liam.
The sets of expensive lingerie were intricate and glamorous—wisps of fabric and bits of ribbon that selectively hid and displayed female flesh in a tease for the senses.
I selected my favorite. It clung to my slim body like a web of black liquid, accenting curves and pulling my breasts up into an appealing pile of cleavage.
Done up to my satisfaction, I stole across the hall. The door to the master suite was cracked, and I nudged it open far enough to squeeze in.
Liam sat on the edge of the bed opposite the door, dressed only in black boxer briefs. His broad shoulders were turned away from me, and I took a moment to appreciate the mass of muscles.
In a few minutes, I’ll be holding onto those as he drives into me.
I struck a sexy pose, hands on my hips and one foot in front of the other.
“Liam,” I said his name softly, seductively. I put every ounce of sex possible into the one word.
He didn’t turn. “They emailed.”
My brain was flooded with hormones and chemicals, rampant with desire. It couldn’t understand why Liam didn’t act the way I expected, the way I needed him to.
“What?”
He half-turned to
speak over his shoulder, and I saw his phone in his hands.
“The blackmailer. They sent another message.”
The earth dropped a foot, and the sensual mood shattered. All thoughts of seduction and desire fled from my mind.
I hopped onto the bed beside Liam and looked over his shoulder at the screen. “What did they say? Is it a list of demands?”
He didn’t speak, but turned the screen toward me so I could read.
“Liam Windsor. You aren’t treating the situation with the seriousness it requires. We have demands. The first is that you break things off with your American woman immediately. She is in the way, and if you don’t follow this command, then she will be forcefully removed.”
My jaw dropped. Seeing myself mentioned in a note from the blackmailer was surreal.
“Well.” I couldn’t think of anything else to say. “Well, that just… well, that’s not going to happen.”
Liam still stared at the screen. He hadn’t even looked at me yet.
“Addison… you have to leave. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
I shook my head, the rejection of his words immediate and instinctual. “No. Uh uh. No way. Liam, we can’t give in to what these people want. That’s why you brought me here to begin with.”
He tore his gaze from the screen. His eyes were a shocking shade of blue, and they stared into my soul. “Addison, if you get hurt because of me, I’ll never recover from that.”
I couldn’t breathe. How had we gotten here? The day had been so long, filled with so many ups and downs.
“Liam, you’re a billionaire. Don’t they get threats all the time? Can’t you hire a security team? Don’t you have one already?”
“They aren’t perfect, Addison. Sure, they’re a good insurance policy, but it’s rare that someone actively pursues harm. They can't stop a sniper.”
I took his hand in mine, lacing our fingers together the way they’d been the first night we’d met and many times since. “Liam, I won’t leave you. We’ll figure this out together.”
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