Love, Lust & Liam by Sandi Lynn
“I’m sorry, but I have to ask you this and you can tell me it’s none of my business, but how old are you?”
“Mr. Wyatt, don’t you know it’s impolite to ask a woman her age?”
“Yes, I’m aware, but you have me all confused because Finn, Muir, and Abernathy doesn’t hire new law graduates.”
“You didn’t google me or have me checked out?”
“No. I didn’t. That’s my brother’s thing, not mine.”
“I’ll be twenty-four next week.”
With a raised brow, I looked at her in confusion.
“I graduated law school when I was twenty-one.”
Shit. Was she serious? “How is that possible?”
She took another sip of her martini. “When you have an I.Q. of 159, it’s easy.” She looked down. “And here is when you tell me it was nice meeting me, but you have an emergency and you have to leave.”
“Why do you say that?” I asked.
“Because that’s what most men do.”
“I’m not most men, Avery.” I took a sip of my scotch. “My niece, Sophie, Oliver’s daughter, has an I.Q. of 160 and she’s one of the most fascinating people I know.”
“Really?” She smiled. “How old is Sophie?”
“She’s six and she’s an amazing artist. Her paintings will blow your mind.”
“I’d love to meet her someday.”
“Okay. I can arrange that.” I smiled.
****
Avery
Having dinner with Liam was more comfortable than I thought it would be. I found him easy to talk to. Something I really hadn’t found with anyone besides Willow and Cam. The fact that his niece was a genius comforted me because that meant he understood and he didn’t seem to feel threatened by it like most men did.
“Now that I told you my age, it’s time to tell me yours. You and Oliver seem a little young to be owning a multibillion-dollar company.”
“I just turned twenty-nine a couple of months ago. We started out by flipping houses and built Wyatt Enterprises from there.”
“Interesting. Your parents must be very proud.”
“I haven’t seen my parents since I was seventeen years old. They moved to Germany and have never been back.”
“I’m sorry. Do you talk to them?”
“Sometimes. Not very often. My brother wants nothing to do with them. They just found out about Sophie and his marriage to Delilah.”
“Is Delilah Sophie’s mother?”
“Not biological mother. She was Sophie’s nanny.”
“Oh?” I asked in surprise.
“It’s a long story. I’ll tell you all about it some time.” He laughed.
His laugh was cute. In fact, everything about him was cute. Okay, sexy. Everything about him was sexy and he really turned me on.
“Avery?” I heard Willow’s voice behind me.
“Liam?” I heard Cam say.
“Willow, Cam, what are you doing here?” I asked with surprise.
“I was going to call you in the morning, Liam,” Cam said. “There’s an offer on your apartment and you’re going to like it.”
“Wonderful news.” Liam smiled.
“Hold up here? You two know each other?” I asked as I pointed to Cam and Liam.
“Cameron is my real estate agent. He helped me find my townhouse and now he’s selling my apartment.”
“Oh my God!” Willow exclaimed. “Is this—?”
“Uh huh.” Cam smiled at her.
“But you didn’t—”
“Nope.” Cam shook his head.
“What’s going on?” I asked as I gave the evil eye to Cam and Willow.
“Oh, nothing. You two enjoy your dinner. We’re going to go sit down now. It was nice to meet you, Liam.”
The two of them walked away and Liam looked at me. “How do you know them?”
“They’re my best friends. We grew up together in Danbury, Connecticut.”
“What a small world.” He grinned at me.
“It sure is.”
My phone dinged and when I pulled it from my purse, there were two text messages. One from Willow and one from Cam.
Willow: “That’s the guy Cameron wanted to set you up with. How freaky is that?”
Cam: “Liam Wyatt is a great guy. Be nice to him.”
“Everything okay?” Liam asked.
“Yeah. Just a message about court tomorrow,” I lied.
Chapter 12
Liam
The more I sat and talked to Avery, the more I liked her. She might have been only twenty-four, but she acted more mature than the other women I had dated.
“Your parents must be very proud of you, especially your dad.”
As soon as the waitress set down Avery’s second martini, she took a larger sip than normal.
“Now there’s an interesting subject.” She set her glass down. “I don’t have a father. Well, I mean, I do, but he left before I was born. I was six years old when I first met him and on my eleventh birthday was the last time I saw him. In those five years, he called a few times to talk to me. I haven’t heard from him since.”
“I’m really sorry, Avery. I had no idea.”
“It’s fine. He’s an asshole and I could care less about him. But I did grow up with two moms.”
I arched my brow at her and she smiled.
“Claudia is my birth mother and Lisa, her partner, is my step-mom, I guess. Lisa has been in my life since I was two years old.”
“So your mom’s a lesbian?”
“Yes. I grew up in a lesbian household. Claudia is a geneticist and Lisa is a psychiatrist.”
“Wow. That’s great. I bet it’s been hard on them since you moved here to New York.”
“Yeah, it has, but they only want the best for me and whatever makes me happy.”
“And what does make Avery Lewis happy?” I asked with a grin.
“Being a lawyer makes me happy.”
We talked a little more and when we finished our dinner, Avery pulled out her wallet and handed me some cash.
“What’s this for?”
“For my dinner.”
“Sorry, but dinner’s on me.” I smiled.
“No. I’m paying for my own because if I let you pay, then this would be considered a date, which it is not.”
“Seriously, Avery. Don’t be ridiculous. I’ve got this and, no, it’s not a date. It’s a business dinner.” I winked. “Let Wyatt Enterprises pick up the tab.”
“Thank you, Liam.”
“You’re welcome.”
We left the restaurant and I was about to hail a cab when she stopped me.
“It’s a beautiful night; would you like to walk me home?”
“I would love to walk you home, but that would mean you’d have to tell me where you live.”
“I live at 400 East 71st Street.” She smiled.
I cocked my head. “Really? I live at 162 East 71st Street. I’m only about a seven-minute walk from you. You do realize that from here, it’s about forty minutes back to your place.”
“I figured as much. Are you afraid to walk forty minutes, Gym Guy?”
“No.” I chuckled. “But will your feet be okay in those heels?” I pointed to her shoes.
She reached down and took them off. “They will be now.”
As we walked down the streets of New York, the air was getting cooler, and I could tell she was cold by the way she had her arms crossed.
“Are you cold?”
“Just a bit, but I’ll be fine. I guess it wasn’t such a beautiful night after all.”
I took off my suit coat and wrapped it around her shoulders. “Here. This will keep you warm.”
“What about you?”
“I’m fine.”
“Thank you.” She smiled.
Continuing our walk back to Avery’s place, we talked about our college days. It was hard to believe that she graduated college when I was first entering it. This woman was amazing.
Avery
We reached my building and stood in front of the front doors. The only thing I could think about was having sex with him. He was hot and the flashes in my mind of us rolling around in my bed excited me all night. He didn’t work at my firm and there was no harm in sleeping with him. Meaningless sex, right? Two consenting adults having fun after a nice dinner and a few drinks. No harm. Just fun.
“Thank you again for having dinner with me. I had a great time.” He smiled as he stared into my eyes.
This was that awkward moment. You know, the one where the guy isn’t sure if he should kiss the girl on the lips or the cheek? Shit. The ache between my legs was so fierce that I took control of the awkward moment and smashed my mouth into his. He didn’t pull away. He reciprocated by slipping his tongue inside my mouth, melting every fiber inside my body.
I pulled away and looked at him, my heart beating at the speed of light, ready to jump out of my chest.
“I think you need to walk me up to my apartment,” I spoke with bated breath.
“I can do that.” He grabbed my hand.
We climbed into the elevator, and as soon as I hit the button for the twentieth floor, he took my arms and pushed me up against the wall, pinning my arms above my head and kissing me with such heat that I almost had an orgasm. The elevator stopped. He let go of me and when the doors opened, we walked to my apartment. I fumbled through my purse for my key.
“Well, here it is. My apartment,” I spoke nervously.
“Good night, Avery.” He leaned in and kissed me again as if he thought he was leaving.
I placed my hands on each side of his face as our tongues tangled and our heated lips intertwined. His strong hands ran up and down my sides, causing my knees to go weak.
“Would you like to come inside?”
“Are you sure?” he asked between kisses.
“Yes. I’m very sure.”
“Then I’d love to.”
I turned around and unlocked the door. We barely made it inside as I kicked it shut with my foot. My hand immediately went to the bulge in his pants. He was solid and ready. He reached back and unzipped my dress, taking down my straps and letting it fall to the ground. I stood there, my body on display in only a black push-up bra and a black thong. A growl made its way up his throat as his lips traveled across my neck and down to my breasts. Unbuckling his belt, I unzipped his pants and stuck my hand down the front of him, taking him in my hand. Oh my God, he was thick and long. Excitement coursed throughout me at the thought of him being inside me.
He reached around and unhooked my bra, tossing it to the floor and taking my erect nipples between his fingers.
“You’re so beautiful, Avery.” He picked me up and held on to me, asking me where the bedroom was.
“To the left,” I said breathlessly as my lips tasted his.
He lay me down on the bed, standing up and staring at me as he took down his pants and underwear, freeing his throbbing, thick, and vascular cock. He was incredibly gifted and I knew he was going to be the best fuck I’d ever had. His fingers hooked around the sides of my panties as he slowly pulled them down and tossed them on the floor. He smiled at me as his hands cupped my ass and he bent down, placing his head between my legs and softly kissing my inner thigh. Bringing my hands to his head and tangling my fingers in his hair, his tongue slid up to my slick opening as he moaned in delight.
“You taste so good. I’m going to make you come at least twice before I fuck you.”
I liked that idea and his words heightened my excitement. Two orgasms pre-sex was going to be easy with him because I was just about to have orgasm number one. As his tongue circled my clit, his finger dipped inside me, finding my G spot right away and sending my body into overdrive as the wave of a mind-blowing orgasm took over. I tightened my legs around his head as my hands took hold of the comforter, gripping it tight while I threw my head back and moaned.
“Orgasm number one.” He smiled as his mouth traveled up my torso and his lips wrapped around my nipple.
I was breathless and still feeling the effects of that orgasm. He flipped me on my stomach and dragged his tongue down my spine while he reached around and took a firm hold of my breasts, taking my nipples between his fingers as he rubbed them, taking the abundance of excitement down below to a whole new level.
“I need you to be inside of me, Liam. I can’t take it anymore. I need to feel you.”
“You will as soon as you have orgasm number two,” he spoke with bated breath.
He released my breasts and moved his hand down below, cupping me from behind and placing two of his fingers against my clit, rubbing it slow, then fast.
“You’re so wet and hot,” he moaned.
He dipped one finger inside and kept the other placed firmly against my clit, moving them in sync as the sensation and feeling of another orgasm crept up inside me. The noises that escaped me were ones I’d never let out before. But with him, I couldn’t control them. We were like animals in heat who couldn’t get enough of each other. I reached my peak and let out a scream as my body gave in to another orgasm.
Chapter 13
Liam
She was on fire. Her body was more perfect than I’d ever imagined it would be. Her screams of excitement overtook me. She was soaked with pleasure and I couldn’t wait to be inside of her, to feel her warmth and the softness that resided inside. Once she came down from her orgasm, she flipped over and sat up, pushing me down on my back with a seductive look in her eye.
“My turn.” She smiled.
“Shit, Avery. I don’t have a condom.”
“What do you mean? You’re a man and men always carry condoms with them,” she said as she leaned down and kissed me.
“Not when they don’t plan on having sex with just anyone. Shit.”
She looked at me as she took my cock firmly in her hand, stroking my shaft up and down as she reached over and opened the drawer in her nightstand.
“I’m on the pill. See. I’ve taken them regularly.” She opened up her pill case and held it up to my face. “If you don’t mind not using a condom, I don’t either. As long as you’re clean.”
“Oh, trust me. I’m clean. I take that very seriously.”
“Good.” She smiled as she straddled me, rubbing her wetness along my stomach.
She was so sexy and had me so turned on that I couldn’t take it anymore. I lifted her hips as she scooted down and the tip of my cock was at her entrance. She slowly slid down as I watched her bite her lip and she took my entire length inside her. We both gasped at the same time. Her hands were planted firmly on my chest as mine latched onto her breasts. She began moving her hips back and forth and then around in circles. I threw my head back as I lifted my hips and moved in and out of her. The pressure was building and I wasn’t going to last much longer. I placed my thumb on her wet clit as she leaned back and moaned in excitement. Her taut abs and incredibly toned body sent me into bliss as we came together in sync, her spilling herself all over my cock and me pouring every ounce of come I had inside of her. She collapsed on top of me, our hearts beating rapidly as our breathing slowed. I held her tight and she lifted her head, kissing my lips before rolling off of me. We both lay there, breathless, flat on our backs, staring at each other.
“Wow. That was—”
“Yeah. I know.” I smiled.
I grabbed her hand and held it for a few moments before she got up and went into the bathroom.
“I like your bedroom,” I yelled as I looked around.
“Thanks.” She walked out of the bathroom and slipped back into her panties. “You’re leaving, right?” she asked.
I was caught off guard by her question. “Not unless you want me to stay.”
“It’s just I have to get up really early and get to court. So I think it’s best if you just go back to your place.”
“Okay,” I said as I got up and put on my clothes.
Well, this was a first. I’d n
“Good night, Avery. Sleep well.” I brushed my lips against hers.
“Good night, Liam. You too.”
She opened the door and I walked out. Why did I have the feeling that this was a one-time thing?
****
Avery
Shit. I left a file at the office that I needed for court. I grabbed my cell phone from the nightstand and called Ella.
“Hello, boss.”
“Ella, I need you to grab the Williams folder on my desk and bring it to the courthouse. I left it there by mistake yesterday.”
“Sure thing. I’ll be there shortly.”
“Thank you.”
I finished getting ready and tried to hail a cab. I stepped out into the street and held my hand up as about four of them, totally empty, drove past me.
“Assholes,” I shouted as I flipped them off.
Davis walked out, laughing. “Here, Avery, let me get you one.”
He whistled and one stopped. “Thank you, Davis. I promise I’ll get the hang of this.”
“Have a good day, Avery.” He smiled as he shut the door.
My body was still on fire from last night. I barely slept because all I could think about was Liam’s hands all over me. He was the best sex I’d ever had and he left me craving more. Spending the night wasn’t an option. There would be no cuddling up next to each other after sex and waking up wrapped in each other’s arms. I wouldn’t let myself become attached to him. I couldn’t. Last night was just about sex and that was the way it was going to stay. A man in his position wasn’t likely to settle down anyway. Even if he was, it wouldn’t last.
Walking into the courthouse, I heard Ella yell my name. When I turned around, she halted a few feet in front of me with the file folder in her hand.
“You’re glowing. Since I’ve met you, you’ve never glowed. OH MY GOD! You had sex with him!”
“SHH! Keep your voice down,” I said as I took the file from her and led her to the corner by the elevator. “Let’s just say I let out all my pent-up frustrations.”
“Was he as good as I imagined he’d be?” she asked.
“Better.” I winked. “Thanks for bringing this. I have to get in the courtroom now. I’ll see you later.”