Begin Again novel Chapter 133

"You are mine, Princess," Liam kissed her eyelids, her mouth, her neck, her jaw, while his fingers drove her slowly to the brink of madness.

"Say it!" Liam urged her, his fingers as relentless as his kisses. "Tell me you're mine."

The ache in her centre intensified, getting stronger with each thrust as he rubbed and stroked her so intimately.

"Say it!" He commanded, pausing his thrusts, and Eden wanted to shriek. She was so close, and she knew that he knew, and that's why he was punishing her.

"I'm yours," she whimpered at last, and he rewarded her with another long kiss as he continued to drive her over the edge with his hands.

"Cum for me, Princess." He ordered her, his breath on her face as hot as her need aching deep in her core as he teased her with his fingers. "Let go."

"Oh, hell!" Eden moaned softly, her world coming undone as she convulsed and shuddered when an intense orgasm thrashed her body.

"Oh, goodness, Liam!" She sagged over his shoulder, tears shimmering in her eyes.

It took her a very long time to stop crying and shaking, and even when she had, she didn't want to move away from him, didn't want to leave the safety of his arms.

After what felt like a very long time, when both their breathing had returned to normal, but the smell of their lovemaking still lingered in the room, Liam set her down on the couch. He nestled behind her, spooning her, his arms wrapped around her possessively.

"Did you touch yourself while I was gone?" He asked, his voice flapping through her hair. "Did you think of me while you touched yourself? Do you like touching yourself?"

"Since you're wide awake, you should leave." She blushed and hid her face in the crook of his arm, ignoring his questions.

"I'm not leaving," he shook his head, his hands tightening around her. "And stop trying to push me away and answer my questions."

"Me? Push you away?" Eden demanded, turning around to glare at him. "You vanished for almost a month. Were you dead?"

"Is that a trick question? Because I don't understand it," Liam mumbled sleepily and kissed her forehead.

"Being dead is the only excuse for not calling or texting!" Eden yelled. "This is not a whorehouse. There are rules. I have rules. You can't come and go as you please. I'm not the woman you come to when you're bored or horny or drunk!"

"I know that," Liam sighed. "Can we sleep now? I came here to get a peaceful night's sleep with you in my arms. What's wrong with that?"

"What's wrong with that?" She shook her head incredulously. "Go home, Liam. And don't come back here."

"I don't have a home."

"What are you talking about?" Eden was losing her patience fast. "Your house in Willow Hills?"

"It's a house, not a home."