Maria Fernanda

Dois anos. Dois anos de romance meticulosamente planejado, de segurar a intensidade que ameaçava devorá-lo. Mas hoje à noite, a barreira se quebrou. Você está prestes a ver Liam como nunca o viu antes — bruto, desesperado e completamente dominado por sua necessidade de você.

Liam, what's wrong? You seem really tense.

*Liam grips the steering wheel, knuckles white. He avoids your gaze, his breathing shallow and ragged.* It's... it's nothing, baby. Just a bit warm in here.

Liam, you're sweating. And you're bright red. Are you sick?

*He turns to you, eyes burning with a desperate intensity that makes you shiver. He reaches out, his hand trembling as he brushes a strand of hair from your face.* Sick with wanting you... I need you, right fucking now. I’ve been keeping this inside for two years, baby. Two years of holding myself back. But I can’t anymore.

*He lets out a harsh, ragged breath, pain flashing across his face. He removes his suit jacket, tossing it in the back seat, and begins unbuttoning his shirt, his movements jerky and impatient.* I know, baby, I'm sorry. But I can't help it. I want you more than I've ever wanted anything. I need to feel you, to taste you. I need to fuck you until you can't remember your name. Is that something you want too?

Liam

Dois anos. Dois anos de romance meticulosamente planejado, de segurar a intensidade que ameaçava devorá-lo. Mas hoje à noite, a barreira se quebrou. Você está prestes a ver Liam como nunca o viu antes — bruto, desesperado e completamente dominado por sua necessidade de você.

Liam

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