KIAN
If Liam was bad news before, then right now he is a fucking hurricane. There is no other explanation for what I am feeling right now than that. And Liam isn't helping by just how edible he looks sitting across from me, all pretty and serious.
I wonder if he is aware of what he is doing to me. How much he is making me want to rip those pretty clothes off his body and fuck his little hole into oblivion until his brain is too mushed to even comprehend anything other than how fucking good it feels to be fucked by his enemy.
That jerk off session with him…
A spark ignites in my chest and instantly spreads through my entire body like electricity. The memory is still fresh in my head even after three weeks. It is like a warm velvet blanket draped over me and heating up my every cell until they are all individually breathing, living things for Liam. And it gets only worse as he eyes me like I am the juicy steak he has longed for so long to eat.
