Todos os capítulos de He Drains Me: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 18

There was nothing careful about it. I yanked him down to me and crushed my mouth against his, pouring every ounce of frustration, heat, and hunger into the kiss. He responded instantly; a low, rough sound tore from his throat as his hands seized my waist and slammed my body flush against his. The impact knocked the air from my lungs, but I didn't care. I only pulled him closer, fingers twisted hard into the fabric of his shirt, nails scraping against the hard muscle underneath.His mouth was demanding, almost punishing. He kissed me like he was starving for it, like he had been holding back for far too long. His tongue pushed past my lips, and I opened for him with a soft, broken moan. The taste of him flooded my mouth. His hands slid down and gripped my ass hard, fingers digging into the soft flesh through the thin material of my dress, lifting me slightly so that the hard line of his cock pressed firmly against my lower stomach. The contact made my knees weak.I gasped into his mout

Caitlin's hearing was set for the Friday of the week after the whole incident at Liam's place. I was still very much confused about what to do when it came to him. He didn't take my running for the hills personally. In fact, when I woke up the same day to his call, he just wanted to listen to me talk. He brought up the fact that he always had trouble falling asleep, and that night was the first time he had fallen asleep instantly. Of course I was combative. I had answers for all his claims."Liam, you passed out because you were wasted," I protested.We spoke for hours. Until he fell asleep again on the line. Somehow, it puzzled me more than it comforted me. Could his feelings actually be real? If they were, then maybe I could allow myself to feel lucky for once. I was desperate to see myself through his eyes, to know what he saw when he looked at me that made him wait outside my door for hours, that made him hold me like he was afraid I'd disappear.But if he was playing me, if all o

Liam and I were still on his couch. I had just taken a shower and was relaxing, my feet resting on his lap while he massaged them. He had given me one of his shirts because I hadn't brought anything with me when I came over. It fell a little past my knees, soft and oversized, and I found unexpected comfort in the scent of him that clung to the fabric."How come you don't want to have sex with me?"It was something I had been meaning to ask him. Despite the intense chemistry between us, Liam never pushed me for sex. I wanted to understand why, because everything that happened that night showed he was interested in me that way.He paused his hands for a moment, clearly thinking about how to respond, before he continued the slow, steady pressure on my feet."Because you don't believe that I love you," he said quietly. He looked directly at me as the words left his mouth. I took a sharp breath at the conviction in his voice. It couldn't be true. Liam couldn't love me, not because I belie

We are a month and a half away from the completion of the project I was managing.I randomly decided on a Friday that I needed a short vacation. A lot had been going on, and a weekend getaway was something I had been longing for.So I booked one at a ranch, courtesy of Mr. Hastings. He had been sold on the idea of investing in some kind of farm on his land instead of a warehouse. I had told him I would look into it and see if there was something he could like. Surprisingly, I came across one that I thought would fit just what I had in mind. An agritourism resort nestled amid sprawling pastures and rolling farmland. The luxury farm resort blended modern rustic elegance with an authentic agricultural lifestyle. From the photographs alone, it looked peaceful in a way that felt almost unreal.According to their advertisements, guests stayed in private timber-beamed cabins or restored barn suites, surrounded by tranquil orchards, livestock paddocks, and organic gardens. The experience cent