Page 79 of Pucks and Books

He cups my pussy, making me jerk against him as he leans toward me, putting his weight on his free hand. “Lou.”

“Hmm?” I practically purr.

His eyes are thunderstorms of blue, glowing just for me as he asks, “Whose pussy is this?”

I don’t even hesitate; we both know the answer. “Yours.”

Ciaran loves my response and rewards me with a passionate kiss before squeezing my pussy in his hand. I buck against his hand, my whole body quivering as he draws the kisses out of me. When he reluctantly pulls away, my heart bangs against my chest for him. Walking toward the door, he calls over his shoulder to me, “I want you in that position when I get back.”

I look down at myself, my shirt up past my boobs and my legs spread-eagled just for him. I shrug. “I can make that happen.”

He winks, and I almost come again. “Love you, love.”

“Love you,” I call back, and when the door clicks, I close my eyes. I could honestly go back to sleep right now. But before I can drift off, my phone sounds. I reach for it to see that Austen is calling me. I clear my throat free of the gravelliness from all my orgasms. “Hey!”

“Hey, you. What are you up to?”

I look down at my naked body, and I want to say I’m trying to recover from being devoured by my boyfriend, but instead, I say, “Nothing much. You?”

“Bored. Wanna go get a pedicure?”

I sit up. “I would love to!” I move my hair out of my face. “I can tell you how incredible my boyfriend is.”

“Oh my. Do I really wanna hear about it?”

I grin. “I told him everything.”

She pauses. “Everything?”

“Yup.”

“How did it go?” she asks carefully. “Was he upset?”

“Not at all. He was supportive.”

She sighs happily. “Thank God. I am so thankful you found him, Lou. You deserve to be loved right. After everything, you’re the one who deserves all the love in the world.”

“We all do,” I correct her. “And we all will get that.”

“True, but you more so than anyone.”

I grin, my emotions growing thick. “Let’s agree to disagree and get going.”

“I’m not agreeing to that, and I know that the girls will all agree with me.”

“Whatever,” I say with a laugh, loving how much she loves me.

“I’ll come grab you.”

“It’s okay. I’ll walk. On the way to the hotel last night, I saw a shop two blocks up. It’s so nice out, and I need fresh air.”

“Okay. Send me the address and let me know when you leave.”

“Will do.”

“See you soon. I love you, Louisa.”

“I love you more.”

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