Liam arched an eyebrow. He obviously knew what Rachel was talking about, but he hadn't expected such vivid desire. His experience with the matter had also been completely different.
Grace, the courtesan from Kilrest's brothel, and, in hindsight, Melissa had shown concern at their first interaction with what hung between Liam's legs, even when his pants still hid it.
Of course, things were very different for Grace now. She wielded what had once worried her with confidence, enjoying herself a lot while bringing plenty of pleasure to Liam.
The forced separation had also opened the floodgates for the spoken side of that change. Liam had lost count of the tempting messages about that part of him, and they often had compliments at the core of any man's pride.
Instead, Rachel seemed to be already there. She looked hypnotized, even breaking her kneeling stance to lie down, supporting her chin on her palms while her legs rose and fell.
