Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Oh, I like him.
I unlock the door, pulling Ciaran in with one thing on my mind.
Making him mine.
CHAPTER 27
Louisa
I’m going to eat him alive.
I push Ciaran into the door, and he looks down at me with anger still swirling in those blue depths. I lean into him, cupping his jaw, but then he turns us, pressing me hard into the door, leaving me gasping for my next breath. He takes my jaw in his hand, squeezing it as he tips my head back to look up at him. “You ever try to stop me from protecting or standing up for you again, Louisa McDavid, and I will punish you in ways that have you unable to think and walk.”
Oh. Sweet. Jesus. Above.
I blink up at him. “Is that supposed to be a threat? Because I can tell you right now, that sounds great. And even if I want you to stand up for me, I’d be inclined—”
His laughter is deep before he cuts off my words by taking my lips with his. His kiss is possessive and paralyzing as he covers my body with his. Our tongues are a tangled mess of hotness, and I’m shaking with need for him. I push off his suit jacket, and he lets me go to shove it down his arms. I tug his shirt from where it’s tucked into his pants, running my hands along his warm skin, the muscles of his abs, before unbuttoning his pants. When I take hold of his hard length, he groans against my lips, and I stroke him from root to tip. He arches into my hand, deepening the kiss before pulling his lips from mine.
Ciaran runs his teeth along my jaw as I continue to stoke him, running the pad of my thumb along the wetness that gathers at the head of his cock. He feels so good, his hands so hot as they squeeze parts of my flesh. My hips, my ass, my thighs. His mouth is sucking and biting along my jaw to my neck, my throat. He pulls up my flannel shirtdress, hooking his hands in my leggings and thong before pulling them down as he lowers himself to his knees. I gaze down at him, my breath labored as he lifts my leg at the ankle, undoing the buckle on my heels before taking them off. He kisses the arch of my foot, then my ankle, then my exposed knee before doing the same to my other leg.
I can’t breathe. I can’t do anything but watch him in awe. He pulls my leggings and thong the rest of the way off, throwing them into a pile with my shoes and his jacket. Ciaran’s eyes meet mine, and when he smiles, my heart soars out of my chest. “Are you wet for me, love?”
I gasp, my legs trembling under his touch. “Why don’t you find out?”
“Gladly,” he murmurs before lifting my leg and hooking it over his shoulder. He kisses my knee, running his tongue in circles as if to give me a preview of what he’s about to do to me. It sends shock waves through my body, my back bowing off the door as I mewl for him.
“More,” I beg. He bites my flesh, and my cries fill the shop. “Please, Ciaran.”
He only chuckles, in no hurry to give me what I want. As he moves his lips along my thighs, swirling his tongue, nibbling on me, and grazing kisses over my skin, I’m a puddle for him. If this is my punishment, he may have found a way to keep me from running my mouth, because fuck me sideways, I want him between my legs.
I look down at where his dark hair is clutched in my fingers to find him looking up at me, mischief in those blue eyes. “I want you.”
“Me? Oh love, you got me.”
And then he takes me whole in his mouth. Sucking before running his tongue from my entrance to my clit. I buck up, screaming his name as I squeeze his hair in my hands. He open-mouth kisses my pussy just like he does with my mouth. Exploring every inch of me, savoring me, tasting me, before he decides to fully assault my clit. He holds my hips in his big hands, pushing me hard against the door as he swirls his tongue around my clit. His strokes are slow, calculated, and he’s enjoying himself entirely too much.
“Keep it up, and watch how I suck your cock.”
He hums against my sensitive flesh. “Don’t tempt me with a good time, love.”
“Oh, you are in for it,” I say raggedly as I try to arch into his mouth, but he doesn’t allow me to.
He presses his hand into my gut and then slides two fingers into me while continuing to suck my clit. His fingers are thick, warm, and feel delicious inside me. When they fill me completely, his groan is glorious, and I almost come at the sound of it. He pumps them into me in rhythm with his tongue against my clit, and within seconds, I’m screaming louder than ever. My body trembles under his mouth, and the edge is right there. I can feel it, my whole body going taut as my mind reels from the pleasure he’s bringing me. Then I come, and it’s with a strangled sob as the pleasure wreaks havoc on my body. I explode, and when my legs give out, Ciaran has me.