Faye's POV

“Faye, get down.”

Before I knew it, Liam nudged me on the shoulder and I flopped over the table.

“Ah!” I called out softly.

Just as I'm about to get up, Liam is snuggling up behind me like a hot stove.

His lips were on the back of my neck. “Where do you want to go?”

The warm breath sprayed on my neck, and I drew back my neck in excitement. “It tickles...”

Liam chuckled. His hand went down my breast and I felt as if I had been brushed by a feather.

“Where does it itch?” He asked.

“Here?” My finger“Played” on my waist.

I smiled and...