Equation for Love Sutherland, Fae (learn to read activity book TXT) 📖

If only Liamknew how true it was. Why bother to deny it? He nodded, arching beneath him, one leg hooked high against Liam's hip. "Didn't you intend that, Sir? It's a shame if you didn't because it's happened." He smiled, sliding both hands down Liam's chest, the crisp dusting of auburn-gold hair tickling his palms. "Now what are you going to do with a junkie on your hands?"

Liam laughed, rocking his pelvis against Skye, sending a shudder of pleasure rippling through him. "I think I know what to do withyou on my hands, darlin'."

Ohand God, yes, did he ever.

Skye's hands slid down between them, fingertips raking over Liam's hard stomach on their way to the button of his jeans. "Then do it," he whispered, arching as he yanked the buttonopen. "Do it..."

His breath caught when Liam flipped him over, jerking Skye's hips up. His heart thumped heavily, breath fast as he glanced back over his shoulder, watching Liam finish undoing his jeans and shove them down. His cock was so beautiful.

No such luck, though, because Liam was already tearing open a condom. Skye knew there wasn't going to be any time for lingering foreplay. Not that he minded...it was all a matter of which mind-bending pleasure he got to experience today. There was no lesser-than; it was like getting to have chocolate cake instead of chocolate ice cream. Who'd turn down either? Not Skye.

"Please...Liam, hurry..." He already was hurrying, but Skye couldn't help the impatience. He blamed it solely on Liam because never before in his life had he been this way. He spent hours on a single math problem; patience had never beenSkye's problem.

Until Liam, anyway. Liam inspired an impatience in him he hadn't thought he was capable of. It was a craving, a yearning, and Liam was the only thing that satisfied. Some part of Skye's mind pinged in warning-it was a dangerous man he was addicted to...dangerous to his heart anyway.

But he didn't listen. He didn't care. Liam was moving over him, holding him close, murmuring sexy, sweet things against his ear and then, oh God, his cock was pushing inside and Skye couldn't think of anything except, Yes, please God, stay there forever. Maybe he would. Maybe wishes weren't childish and stupid and maybe this one would come true.

His eyes closed with a long, shuddering moan as Liam sank into him, deep and without hesitation. Like Liam owned him. Didn't he? Which Skye found amusing in a distant sort of way, considering that every time they met, Liamwalked out with Skye's cash in his pocket. God, though, Skye would give his entire bank account for the things Liammade himfeel.

The best part, though, was the feeling Liam would still give him all of this without a dime changing hands. He didn't know why he believed that when logic told him otherwise, but he knew it was true, nonetheless. And honestly...the money part was kind of sexy, in a waySkye hadn't anticipated.

"You're mine," Liam whispered against his ear on ragged breath. Skye smiled to himself. Liam had no idea, he didn't think, how true it was.

The devilhad gotteninto him, clearly, because Skye had no other explanation for the way he turned his head, gave Liama tauntinggrin, and said, "Prove it."

Oh. My. God. Best decisionever.

Liamgrowled, in the rough, possessive way he had, and his strong hands curled around Skye's wrists, tugging them behind his back so Skye dropped to his chest onthe bed, ass stilllifted highinthe air. His breath caught in his throat as Liamcaged his wrists at the small of his back in one strong hand and the other closed on his hip, holdinghimsteady.

"You need proof, my own?" Liam's hips snapped hard once, thenagain.

Skye cried out, hissing through his teeth in pleasure. He shook his head. "No...you're the one who keeps repeatingit, Sir. Do youdoubt it?"

There was a moment's silence and Skye realized-oh God. Liamdid. He did doubt it. Skye's heart ached and he glanced back over his shoulder, but before he could say a word, Liam bent low over him, teeth grazing his shoulder as their eyes met. "Prove it," he murmured, throwing Skye's challenge right back at him, like a gauntlet.

Oh, Skye would take the challenge. He'd spend all day every day, all night every night, from now until however long it took to make Liam believe he really was his. For as long as Liam wanted him. And Liam did. Everything he did and said proved it, and this was just another example.

Skye let his body relax, releasing all the tension and anticipation that had knotted his muscles. His hands where Liam held them caged eased, relaxing, shifting into Liam's grip, not holding tight as if fighting it. His body lost its tension and he rocked back against Liam witha soft sound.

"I am yours, Liam...I swear it. Tell me what you want. Anything..."

Liam fingers stroked the inside of his wrists. "Fuck yourself, my own. I want to watch you fuck yourself on mycock."

Skye's stomach clenched hard, his breath going thready and shaky. Oh God. Not because he didn't want to, but because just the idea was almost enoughto get him there. He didn't know if he could keep from coming too soon. He'd have to try...maybe Liamwould just keep going anyway and wouldn't that be overwhelminglyhot, too?

Skye trembled as he slowly rocked, forward a bit, then back, eyes closing in pleasure. Gradually, he rocked a bit harder, then began to clench in rhythm, then incorporated some hip circling he just couldn't seemto help. Before he knew it, the pleasure had taken over. All he could feel was Liamand it took his fucking breathaway.

"Liam...Sir...please."