Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 100086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
She stared down at him, her dark eyes wide. “I…uh…wow.”
He stood. “Now, sweetheart, I’m losing the pants.”
Chapter Eighteen
Olivia wasn’t sure when her life had been turned upside down, but right now she didn’t care. All that mattered was the man in front of her, slowly unbuttoning his jeans. He shoved them down his hips, and all she could do was stare. She’d had his cock in her hands in the back of that town car, but somehow seeing it like this made everything so much more real. He was long and thick, and her hands itched to stroke him again.
But he took a step back.
She frowned. “No more teasing.”
“Trust me, teasing is the last thing I want to do right now. But condoms are a necessity, and I just realized that mine are up in my room.”
She bit her lip against the urge to tell him that it didn’t matter. It did matter. He was right. They had to be smart. Even if there weren’t diseases to think about, she wasn’t on birth control. She hadn’t been since she got pregnant with Hadley. She nodded. “Okay.”
Cillian yanked on his jeans and then he was on her again, kissing her like his life depended on it. She tasted herself on his lips, which was unbearably erotic. Maybe we could do it. Just this once…He grabbed her hand and pressed it between her thighs, exactly where she needed him most. “Touch yourself. I want you hot and ready for me when I get back.”
“I’m already hot and ready for you.”
He used a finger to push one of hers inside her, the double penetration making her eyes go wide. “If you’re not fingering yourself when I get back down here, I’m going to put you over my knee and spank you.” And then he was gone, striding away and leaving her naked on the desk.
She held her breath for a second. No way was he serious. He’s not going to spank me…is he? She idly stroked herself, picturing the look on his face when he’d placed her hand there. Wild and barely controlled and full of so much desire, it was a wonder they both didn’t burn in the inferno of it. God, he was so sexy, it drove her wild. More than that, though, she liked the moments of quiet strength he showed. She’d never met anyone like him, and she was starting to come to realize that she could travel the world for the rest of her life and never meet another man who held up against the comparison of Cillian.
Stop it. Stop thinking so much before you ruin it.
Determined to sideline her thoughts, she circled her clit, but even the pleasure wasn’t enough to distract her. There’s no future with him, Olivia. You know that. Even if he wanted one, his family would never accept you, and you haven’t worked so hard to get you and Hadley away from the Romanovs just to switch them out for the O’Malleys.
The door opened, slamming her back into the present. She made a sound of relief when Cillian walked through and locked it behind him, his dark eyes hungry for her. Yes, this. This is simple and exactly what I need.
Liar.
It didn’t matter, though, because he’d shucked off his pants and rolled on a condom while she was arguing with herself. Then he was there between her legs, pulling her back to the edge of the desk so she had to cling to him to avoid falling. “Miss me?”
Yes. She flipped her hair out of her eyes and put as much attitude as possible into her voice. “You were gone five minutes. Plus, I was occupied.”
“Mmm.” He reached between them and pushed a finger into her. “Guess you don’t get a spanking. This time.”
“Arrogant.”
“You know it.” He notched his cock at her entrance, and paused.
She grabbed his chin. “If you’re about to ask me if I’m sure, don’t bother. I’m about to drag you to the floor and have my filthy way with you.” Then she kissed him, because the fact that he was checking to make sure she was okay every step of the way only made her heart ache for him more.
Thankfully, Cillian took her at her word. He held her hips tightly and pushed into her. The intrusion had her gasping, stretching her almost uncomfortably. She opened her eyes to find him watching her face, his gaze intent on her. “Lie back.”
“What?”
He let go of her hip with one hand and gently pushed on her shoulder, guiding her down onto the desk. “Relax, sweetheart. I’ve got you.” He pushed into her another inch, a muscle jumping in his jaw. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
Hurt her? She was pretty sure she might die if he didn’t keep doing exactly what he was doing. She wiggled until he let go of her hip and then moved, propping one leg over his shoulder and looping the other around his waist. The position shifted him a bit deeper and she moaned.