Chapter 93: I Put Two Fingers in The Bouncer

"Quieter," she whispered against his mouth, her voice barely audible. "They’ll hear us."

Liam nodded, his breath catching as her fingers circled the sensitive head of his cock. Her touch was confident, exploratory, as if she were mapping new territory. He buried his face against her neck, inhaling the faint scent of sweat and the floral shampoo she’d used that morning. The pink strands of her hair tickled his cheek as he traced his tongue along the curve where her shoulder met her neck.

"God, you taste good," he murmured, the words rumbling from his chest.

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