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The tension disappeared from his face as he started to chuckle, his hands joining mine as we both worked at his jeans until they were around his knees, his cock hard and ready. Reaching for his shirt, I pulled it up and off his shoulders, licking my lips as I gazed at his cock. Dropping to my knees, I rested my hands on his thick, muscular thighs and lowered my head to lick around the head of his cock before sucking the tip into my mouth. Moaning at the slightly salty taste of his pre-cum thathad beaded at the top of his cock and coated my lips. Licking them clean, I wrapped my hand around his cock and gave it a hard stroke before lowering my head again and taking him into my mouth until he hit the back of my throat.

“Fuck,mo bhanríon,”Liam hisses as I lift my mouth from him and then suck him deep again as he tilts his hips up with a grunt.

His fingers threaded through my hair on either side of my face, lifting my eyes to his, I hummed slightly around his thickness. His face flushed slightly as he jerked in my mouth. Cupping his balls with my palms, I pulled on them gently and was rewarded by another guttural moan as I took him deep one last time before removing my mouth and sitting back on my heels, my fist still wrapped around his cock as I gently stroked him and was rewarded by a gush of pre-cum over my fingers.

“Get up here, baby,” he orders. With a small smile, I press my lips to his cock in a kiss before standing and sliding first one leg onto the chair and then the other. Liam takes hold of his cock and slides the tip over my wet folds before notching it at my entrance. Hands gripping my hips as I slowly sink down his cock, gasping slightly at the feeling of fullness of having his hardness in me. Needing more of his skin on me, I rip my shirt over and off my head, throwing it across the office. Liam wasted no time in pulling my bra down to sit under my breasts and sucking a nipple into his mouth.

“Yes,” I hiss as I drive my fingers through his hair, entangling them in the length as I held his head to my breast, swivelling my hips in time with his tongue.

“Oh, fuck yes, Liam, just there,” I scream as his cock hits that perfect spot in me as he drives up into me. Standing up from the chair, he walks the few steps to his desk and lays me across it. Both of us ignore the crash of his pen holder and the mug thathad held his cup of coffee as they go flying while he powers into me with enough strength to move his desk along the floor.

“Fuck,mo ghrá,fuck. Come for me one more time,” he demands.

“I can’t,” I gasp, shaking my head.

“Yes, you can, one more time,” he orders, standing up slightly and fitting his thumb over my clit, rubbing small circles around it until I felt the familiar tingle low in my belly.

“Jesus, Liam, Jesus, I’m coming,” I wail, not caring if anyone hears me as my pussy clenches around his cock. I grind down hard as he spurts into me. Both of us panting and breathing raggedly, wrapping my arms around Liam’s shoulders, I tilt my head as he buries his face into the crook of my neck, taking deep breaths as we slowly come back down. Liam lifts his head up, cupping my face and pushing my hair away from my face.

“We made a mess,” I smirk up at him. He just shrugs as he looks around, “Nothing that can’t be cleaned.”

Slowly, he stands, leaning over to snag the box of tissues from the corner of my desk. Removing a few, he gently pulls out, catching his cum as he gently wipes me clean before cleaning himself. Stepping back, he pulls his jeans back up, zipping them but not buttoning them.

“You have no clue how hot you are, do you?” I ask him.

Liam starts laughing, “What? Babe, I’m just me.”

Shaking his head at my words, he bends and starts to gather my clothes, putting them on the desk beside me. He picks up my panties, kneeling as he slips them up my legs, helping me stand as I shuffle to the end of the desk and pull them up. Once they are settled on my hips, he wraps his arms around me, holding me close.

“I’m so glad you found your way to me,mo ghrá,”he whispers against my temple.

“Me too, Liam, me too,” I reply, pressing a kiss to his chest.

And I was; I’d never felt more at home than I did at that moment while wrapped in his arms.

CHAPTER 12

LIAM

Halloween came and went quickly. Sera stepped up and got her team to train Adam’s crew. They were flying through the backlog of jobs, and Adam had already started to fill the books for the next year.

Sera and I’d settled into a routine like she’d always been part of our lives. Her girls would be moving into their own places this weekend, and I wondered how she would feel once they weren’t on her doorstep anymore. Not that they were moving far; they were less than five minutes from the office and twenty minutes from our home.

All three clubs were doing well, and we were fast approaching December and the busy party time. Both nightclub VIP sections were fully booked every night we were open from the first week of December until the New Year. Life would be perfect if it weren’t for the annoying thefts that were still happening. Knowing there was nothing I could do about it, I turned to the order list that my manager had given me.

I’m deeply entrenched in numbers when my office door bangs open and Evie comes barrelling in, shouting excitedly, “I’ve figured it out.”

Glad for the interruption—anything to get me away from the tedium of numbers that weren’t adding up—I look up and have to smile because Evie is bouncing around like a kid who couldn’twait to tell you a secret, and as I’d known they would, the rest of them follow her in, including my queen, who wastes no time in sauntering over to me. Knowing what she wants, I push away from my desk to make room for her. Wrapping my arm around her, I wait for her to settle back against me before asking Evie, “What did you find,deirfiúr bheag?”

Evie’s head jerks towards me and then to Billie, who is grinning.

“What did he call me? Is he swearing at me in Irish?” she asks suspiciously before turning back to me.

I’m silently laughing at her but hold it in, waiting for Billie to explain.

“No, you idiot, he called you ‘little sister.’ You should know by now that Liam would never bad-mouth us. I’ll call you a bad name, though, if it will make you feel better,” Billie smirks at her.

Evie turns towards Sera and me, her eyes a little teary. “Aw, you called me sister,” she says, then narrows her eyes at me. “That doesn’t mean you can tease me relentlessly, though, because unlike most other women, I’m deadly and won’t take that shit lying down.”

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