Page 103 of Lorcan's Obsession

I could only hope he would see me the same way after that.

“What?” Lorcan stared at me, wide-eyed. “Babe, are you serious?”

Doubt and anxiety washed over me, and my eyes fell to the ground. We were supposed to talk about him visiting or any plans of moving in together in two weeks. But I'd jumped the gun and set the ball rolling.

“N-not this weekend. I-I thought you wanted to. We’d talked about it before, b-but if you don’t want to see my place, that’s fine.”

Mindless words were tumbling out of my mouth, desperate to regain control. My precarious emotions threatened to spill out of me like an avalanche.

“No, no, no. Hey, look at me.” Lorcan tilted my chin, lifting my gaze up, up, up, until I stared into those soothing pools of silver. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for you to say this. I can’t wait to know everything about you, Tristen. I’m ready for anything you want to share with me.”

I blinked back the tears threatening to fall. Words weren’t enough to convey my fears, my hopes, my desires. I craved to be anchored, to be tethered emotionally to him. He was the only one who could offer me that oneness.

“Can dinner wait?” I whispered.

In response, Lorcan turned off the stove and hoisted me up to his waist. I hooked my legs around his hips and clung to his shoulders. If I could, I would have held onto him forever. As he brought me into the bedroom, I nuzzled his firm jaw, feeling the stubble tickle my nose.

“All right, my love. Tell me what you want.” His voice was a deep caramel rumble, washing over me and sending heat through my core. Lorcan stroked my arm so lightly, the sensation feeling like a field of butterflies dancing across my skin.

“I want there to be nothing between us,” I breathed.

In an instant, his hands reached for the hem of my minidress, but I halted him in his tracks.

“I want tonight to be different, Lor. I want us to truly see each other, to savor the moment.”

Reaching behind his back, I slowly unfastened the waist ties of his apron, letting them sway at his sides. Then, I raised the neck strap above his head. The garment fell between our bare feet. Nodding my head, I moved away and presented myself to his hands.

“Zipper?”

“At the back,” I answered.

Lorcan lifted my long curls and placed them over my shoulder. His fingers clasped the zipper, slowly pulling it down, down. White linen pooled on the floor, revealing my naked form. As I stepped out of the dress, Lorcan gasped. All that remained on my body was an ivory lace thong. The back of his hand caressed the curve of my ass from top to bottom.

“You are my entire world, my love.”

“As you are,” I panted, turning to face him.

His eyes narrowed, catching the meaning of my sentence. But just as he'd confessed his love for me, he needed to hear those same words come out of my mouth, but I was not yet ready.

Lorcan trailed a finger from the arch of my neck, down my chest, over my pebbled nipple, before pausing at my navel. He leaned forward and licked my ear.

“I’m coming with a large suitcase full of clothes. Just so we are clear, I’m staying the week.” His finger moved down to my clit, rubbing the pulsing nub in gentle circles over the ivory lace thong. “I’ve dreamed of waking up in your bed beside you since the first time I saw you, Tristen.”

“Lorcan…” A whine cut off my words as he hooked his finger on the band of my thong.

“Yes, mo cuishle?” he grunted. “Would you like me to take these off?”

“Yes, please,” I moaned, rocking my pelvis into his hand.

Lorcan pulled down my panties and swiftly removed his own garments. His hard cock sprung free, smacking against his lower abs. He tossed me on the bed, then slowly began crawling toward me.

“Do you wanna be in charge this time?” he asked. “Give me blue balls as payback for last night? Or do you want me to service these beautiful feet? You did ask for dinner and a foot rub, after all.”

Those strong hands began kneading and massaging my feet. His fingers worked magic, applying slow, relentless pressure on the soles of my feet. The actions soothed me and made me sink into the mattress with a happy sigh.

Lorcan lowered his face closer to my feet. “You know, there are lots of nerves clustered down here, on this beautiful…”

His lips wrapped around my great toe and I squealed at the unexpected sensation.

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