The CEO’s Masked Secret Wife novel Chapter 67

67 Stealing His Breath

## Hazel’s POV 1

I watched Liam’s fingers trace patterns on my thigh, his eyes dark with desire. Something shifted inside me. Tonight, I wouldn’t be the passive recipient of his pleasure.

“Not so fast,” I whispered, catching his wrist.

Confusion flickered across his handsome face. “Hazel?”

I smiled slowly, deliberately. “My turn.”

Before he could respond, I unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned over the center console. My fingers found his belt buckle, working it open with newfound confidence.

“What are you doing?” His voice was husky, strained.

“Taking what I want.” I met his eyes as I lowered his zipper. “Any objections?”

Liam’s pupils dilated, his breathing quickened. “None whatsoever.”

I freed him from the confines of his boxer briefs, wrapping my fingers around his length. He was already hard, hot against my palm. The power I felt in that moment was intoxicating.

“You’re not the only one who’s missed things,” I murmured, lowering my head.

His sharp intake of breath as my lips touched him sent a thrill through me. I took my time, exploring him with my tongue, savoring his taste. Liam’s hands found my hair, not guiding, just holding on as if he needed an anchor.

“Hazel,” he groaned, his head falling back against the headrest. “Jesus Christ.”

I hummed in response, taking him deeper. The car windows began to fog with our combined breath. His hips jerked involuntarily when I hollowed my cheeks.

“I won’t last if you keep doing that,” he warned, his voice tight with restraint.

That only encouraged me to redouble my efforts. I wanted to see him fall apart, to know I held that power. His fingers tightened in my hair as I increased my pace.

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“Hazel,” he gasped. “I’m going to-”

I didn’t pull away. Instead, I took him as deep as I could, feeling him pulse against my tongue as he came undone. His ragged breathing filled the small space of the car. I sat up slowly, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, feeling triumphant at the sight of him – the powerful CEO completely wrecked by my actions.

Liam’s eyes opened, nearly black with desire despite his release. In one swift movement, he grabbed my waist and pulled me across the console onto his lap.

“That was unexpected,” he murmured, his hands sliding up my thighs under my dress. “And incredibly hot.”

I shifted against him, feeling him already hardening again beneath me. “I’m full of

surprises.”

His fingers found the edge of my red lace panties. With a quick motion, he tore them clean off my body. The sound of ripping fabric echoed in the car.

“Those were expensive,” I protested, but my indignation melted when his fingers found me slick and ready.

“I’ll buy you a hundred more,” he promised, his thumb circling my sensitive flesh.

I rocked against his hand, desperate for more friction. “I don’t want to wait.”

“Then don’t.”

I reached between us, guiding him to my entrance. Our eyes locked as I sank down slowly, taking him inch by inch until he filled me completely. We both moaned at the

sensation.

“You feel incredible,” Liam whispered, his hands gripping my hips. “Take what you need

from me.”

I braced my hands on his shoulders and began to move, setting my own pace. The angle was perfect, hitting spots inside me that made my vision blur. Liam’s hands moved to cup my breasts through my dress, thumbs brushing over my hardened nipples.

“That’s it,” he encouraged as I increased my speed. “Show me how much you want this.” The car rocked slightly with our movements. Anyone walking past would know exactly

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what we were doing, but I was too far gone to care. Liam’s hand slipped between us, his thumb finding my center.

“Come for me again,” he urged. “I need to feel you.”

His words pushed me over the edge. I came with a cry that I muffled against his shoulder, my inner muscles clenching around him. Liam followed almost immediately, his hips bucking up into mine as he groaned my name like a prayer.

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For several minutes, we stayed like that, my head resting on his shoulder as our breathing slowed. His hands traced gentle patterns on my back, a stark contrast to our frenzied coupling moments before.

“Well,” he finally said, a smile in his voice. “That wasn’t how I expected our evening to

begin.”

I laughed softly, lifting my head to look at him. “Disappointed?”

“Are you kidding?” Liam pushed a strand of hair from my face. “You’re incredible, Hazel Vance. You steal my breath away.”

The tenderness in his voice made my heart squeeze painfully. This was more than just physical between us it always had been, even when I’d tried to deny it.

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“We should probably go inside,” I suggested, suddenly aware we were still in his car in a public garage.

Liam kissed me softly. “I promised you a whole night, remember? This was just the beginning.”

With reluctance, I lifted myself off him, wincing slightly at the loss of connection. He tucked himself back into his pants while I straightened my dress, acutely aware I was now without underwear.

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