PENNY POV
I turned in Liam’s arms.
The water moved between us, hot against my breasts, my stomach, my thighs. His eyes searched my face, and there it was again, all that restraint. All that tenderness. All that violence he was keeping folded away because he thought I was not aching for it.
I climbed onto him.
His hands went to my hips immediately, fingers biting into my flesh. But he stopped there, his grip loose enough that I could leave, firm enough that I knew he wanted this as much as I did.
And now I needed him.
I needed this more than the next breath.
“Penelope,” he said, voice rough and with that little hint of restraint that sent shivers running down my spine.
I reached between us, took his hard c**k in my hand, and gave him a slow stroke.
I kept my eyes locked on his beca
