Free Let Me In by Callie Croix

uninhibited response. Her pussy contracted around his thrusting fingers, her silky juices spilling onto his palm. She was right on the edge of release, teetering on the brink. Fierce satisfaction filled him.
Talia’s breath hitched and her hands tightened on him. Her body stiffened and a wild, keening moan tore from her throat as the orgasm took her. Liam kept stroking her softest flesh, caressing until she shuddered and went limp in his arms.
Groaning, he pulled his hand free and slid his fingers into his mouth, tasting the tangy-sweet flavor of her release. She was delicious and he wanted more. His body was on fire with the need to lay her on the bed and slide his tongue into her, lap her up before he buried his cock in her to the hilt.
Hanging on to his control, he raised his head to look at her. Talia’s cheek rested against his shoulder as she recovered, and she was watching him with a ravenous expression. A different tension gripped her muscles, something that seethed just beneath the surface. The primal glitter in her eyes almost broke his resolve to stay gentle, because that look told him exactly what it was she needed.
Talia reached up to stroke a thumb across his lips.
He kissed it, letting his tongue dart out to tease her. “Still need more, don’t you?”
Her beautiful eyes lifted to his. She didn’t answer, only stared back at him in silent challenge while the escalating need pulsed between them. Before he could say anything else, she reared up to take his face in her hands and kissed him. Hard. Her tongue drove deep into his mouth, pausing to play with his only for an instant before she withdrew and nipped sharply at his lower lip.
Liam jerked his head back to stare at her, suppressing a primal snarl. Her skin was flushed, her passion-bright eyes daring him to deny her, but he knew she didn’t really understand what kind of release her body craved. He did, and it wasn’t sex. Not yet. In the meantime he knew exactly how to unload the residual adrenaline locked inside her.
She needed to fight. Her body shook with it.
His lips curved in a slow smile. If this was what she needed, he was more than happy to oblige her. Only he didn’t intend to fight fair.

Chapter Four
     
Talia jolted in surprise when Liam suddenly hoisted her into the air and tumbled her onto her back on the bed. His effortless show of strength was a huge turn-on, but she wasn’t in a passive mood and refused to be on the bottom for this. The intense orgasm he’d given her had only taken the edge off this insatiable hunger he’d created. She wanted to ride him hard, watch him writhe and struggle for release until she forced him to come undone. But before she could roll away he came down on top of her, blanketing her with his hard weight.
The way he held her down snapped her out of the sensual haze like a shock of cold water in the face. Pinned beneath his powerful, aroused body, the edgy tension inside her instantly transformed from lust into something darker. The pressure in the center of her chest expanded, swelling until her heart slammed against her ribs. A ribbon of alarm curled through her. Things had already gone too far between them. She shouldn’t have given in to the sexual need clawing at her. Not with him. Now that the line had been crossed, they could never go back to just being friends. Now she’d irreparably damaged her relationship with not just him, but his entire family.
Panic and resentment flared to life. She fought the urge to shove him, kick him off her. Her muscles trembled with the need to do just that, but she held back. “Let me go.”
“No.”
His terse reply stunned her. When she tried to push him away, he caught both her wrists and pinned them to the mattress on either side of her head. She tugged to pull free, but he wouldn’t release her.
Frustrated, she glared up at him.
His eyes held a knowing, wicked gleam that caused her heart to stutter. “Fight me.”
What? The taunt made her bristle. He gazed