Taylor’s back pressed against the door, her breath hitching as she fumbled for the knob. The moment it clicked open, they tumbled inside, limbs tangled. Liam locked the door behind him and grabbed her face, kissing her like he was starved.
She tugged hard on his collar. “I want this off. Now.”
His shirt came off in one swift motion, blinded by passion. As her eyes swept over him, Taylor felt a pull in her chest, a startling realization that she had never seen him like this before—vulnerable, raw, and undeniably magnetic. Now that she had, she never wanted to look away.
“You’re so…” Her voice trailed off as her hands roamed across his chest, feeling the solid muscle beneath her fingertips. She couldn’t find the right words to describe how incredible he looked, how his presence seemed to
