Page 83 of Retribution

“No.” His hand grips my elbow gently when I try to move away. “We’re not. I was serious before.”

“You’re drunk.”

“So are you.”

“This is a bad idea.”

“The worst idea I’ve ever had. And I’ve had some doozies. But I can’t help myself. I don’t want to anymore. At some point, the pretend became real.”

I shake my head, my resolve cracking. “You and me—we’re never going to go anywhere. It begins and ends with this job.”

“Sometimes just for now is just as good.”

I search his face, wishing I was more sober or rational or something for this conversation. Hell, possibly in life.

“Say yes, Kim.”

Without a word, I lean forward, loop my hand around the back of his neck and tug him into a kiss. His lips taste like whiskey when they connect with mine, and he gathers me close in one fluid movement. As soon as I’m pressed against him, his hands are everywhere, and we are a wildfire, burning my defenses.

“I take it that’s a yes.” His teeth scrape against my earlobe.

“No talking.” His lips trail along my neck, and a moan escapes me. Lower. Lower. “As a brief aside.” I cling to his shoulders, loving the way his muscles move under my hands. “There was no way I wasn’t going to sleep with you when you can kiss like this. What else can those lips do?”

My robe falls to the floor, and Lorcan angles back to stare at me. “When you answered the door like this, I thought I might collapse on the floor in front of you.” His voice is deep and husky, blending my insides to mush. “You’re gorgeous.”

He tugs on the elastic holding my hair. Tossing it onto the dresser, he digs into my strands and draws me into another kiss.

My hands find the hem of his shirt, and I tug it over his head in one swift movement. Our lips only disconnect long enough for the shirt to clear his face. With a flick of his fingers, my bra releases, and it tumbles to the floor. I slide my hand into his pants and cup his manhood. His groan into my mouth is almost a growl. He murmurs my name over and over like a prayer as though saying it might save us both. When I press my body closer, his fingers peel off my underwear. Lorcan’s hands slip under my thighs, and he lifts me onto the dresser.

His gaze locks with mine as he sinks to his knees and parts my legs. His tongue flicks and darts around my aching center. I grip his hair and show him how I like it. He adapts to my wordless directions, and I throw back my head, caught up in feelings I haven’t had in years. The tension builds at my core, but it’s not enough. I need more.

“Lorcan,” I gasp. “I want you inside me. I want to feel you inside me.”

He kisses his way up my body until he’s at my lips. I push at the waistband of his pants and boxer briefs as he takes a foil package out of his pocket. It’s happening so fast, but I can’t bring myself to care. We’ve been on the cusp of this for months.

“Thought I was a sure thing?” I watch him step out of his pants, rip open the package, then roll it on.

Our gazes connect, and he kisses me again. Against my lips, he says, “Never. I sure as hell hoped.”

One of his large hands brings my butt forward, his tip poised at my entrance. He digs his other hand into my hair, and we stare at each other.

“Tell me again,” Lorcan says.

“I want you. I want to feel you inside me.”

We kiss, and he slides into me. He secures my hips tighter to him, so each thrust rubs us together, drawing me closer to the edge once again.

“You feel so good,” Lorcan whispers in my ear before he bites on my earlobe.

We move together, lost in a haze of sensations and kissing. The tension in me builds to a fevered pitch. I clutch his shoulders, wondering whether I can hold off.

“Lorcan.” My voice is strained to my own ears. I’m so close. “Oh, God, this feels so good.”

“Come for me, baby.”

That’s all it takes. The dam breaks, and wave after wave courses through me. His arms cradle my back, and with a few more thrusts, he follows behind me.

Languid and more relaxed than I’ve been since I arrived, I rest my head against the wall. His lips trail kisses across my shoulders and neck. “Come back to my room.”

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