“Fuck, I’m not going to last,” he confessed, and that simple declaration of weakness made me feel like a fucking goddess.
“Don’t stop…” I panted, his confession pushing me to the edge, the power to ruin him turning me on like nothing else. “God…don’t stop…”
“I’m cumming inside your pussy,” he announced, and if I were a stronger person, I’d object, horrified by having unprotected sex right now. “So, if you’re not on birth control, then I guess you’ll never be walking out that front door.”
I came.
I exploded all over his cock, closing my eyes as I tightened all around him, not caring about his earlier demand to keep my eyes on him. Luckily, I was protected from pregnancy, but that still didn’t take away from the feral possessiveness that’d been in his voice, and as my orgasm wracked my entire frame, I welcomed everything that was Declan O’Brien into my body.
“Motherfucker,” he hissed as his hips locked up, his hot cum spurting deep inside my womb, his dick feeling fuller and deeper everywhere. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…”
Exactly.
We were both fucked.
Chapter 19
Declan~
Staring at Keavy, laying lazily in my bed, I still didn’t trust a single bone in her body. Even without her penchant for killing people, her spotty background was still a problem. I had no idea who this woman really was, and by having her here with me, I was putting everything that we’d built at risk, and I was very aware of that fact. Nonetheless, I wasn’t eager to make her leave.
“You still owe me two men,” I said, repeating what I’d told her earlier. “Plus, how’d you get free?”
Keavy rolled over on the bed, her green eyes regarding me sternly as she looked up at me. I was sitting up with my back against the headboard, and her luscious body was lying next to me, her head resting in my lap now, my mind trying to concentrate on business, though failing miserably.
“My reply to that is still the same,” she answered evenly. “How exactly do you expect me to go about recruiting you two new mobsters?”
Because I couldn’t help myself, my left arm reached out, my hand beginning a soft trail down her hip, and it really was a shame that the bed sheet was covering such perfection. “Instead of replacing my men, how about you do a job for me, then we can call it even?”
Her entire body stilled, her keen gaze narrowing a bit. “What?”
“A job in exchange for your freedom” I proposed, though I was lying through my teeth. While I’d always considered myself a man of my word, in this instance, I didn’t care much that I wasn’t being honest with her. Considering that I hadn’t wanted to let her go before we’d had sex, I sure as fuck didn’t want to let her go now. Plus, I still wanted to know how she’d gotten free from that goddamn chair.
Keavy moved to sit up on the bed, and I hated how she’d taken her body heat with her. My lap was no longer warm, and not only had she moved away from me, but she also had the damn sheet wrapped around her chest, shielding herself from me, something that I didn’t appreciate since I already considered her mine at this point. Especially, given that I’d taken her without a condom; a first for me.
“What kind of job?” she asked, and if it’d been any other woman, they would be balking right now.
“Have you ever heard of Cooper Donaldson?”
Her eyes widened a bit, and I loved it when I was able to catch her off guard. It showed a hint of vulnerability, like she was actually human. “Of course, I’ve heard of Cooper Donaldson. Who hasn’t?”
“He would be the job,” I informed her.
Keavy’s back straightened a bit. “What about my job?” she asked. “While I’m not sure what you did with my purse or phone, I can only imagine how many missed calls I have after not showing up to work tonight.”
“We’re not amateurs, lass,” I told her. “Noah took care of that.”
“Took care of what?”
“He already informed your manager that you’re going to be out of work for the rest of the week,” I replied, loving how she was unable to disguise the fire in her eyes.
“Oh, that’s just fucking great,” she snapped.
“Watch your mouth, baby,” I ordered. “While I don’t need an angel in my bed, you’re too unstable to allow your temper to make an appearance.”
Keavy’s eyes widened to the size of platters at that. “Did you really just say that to me?” she practically gawked. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“That’s a long list that I don’t have time to get into tonight,” I retorted dryly. “Now, let’s get back to Cooper Donaldson and how you got free from the basement.”