Page 45 of Tainted Blood

My dick aches so damn bad that I want to strip her bare and drill her tight hole. I drag my lips away from her sultry ones and growl, “Fuck. I just promised your father I wouldn’t fuck you in here.”

“We don’t have to fuck,” she moans, grinding her hips and pressing her lips to my throat.

“Baby, you’re pushing it.” I lean back, putting a little space between us just to look into her eyes. Calista’s body is so tempting that I need to get ahold of myself, but she doesn’t quit.

“More like pressing on it.” She rubs her hand up and down the bulge in my pants. “Did you miss me?”

“More than you know,” I grunt, the words coming out harshly.

“Were you fucking anyone else?” she questions with an angry hiss.

“No, I’ve been a very good boy,” I answered. She’s the only woman I could even fathom thinking about riding my cock.

“Well, I’ve been a bad girl.” My entire body stiffens, and rage fills my gut.

“What? Who am I going to kill?” I thought my men had done a hell of a job watching out for her.

“No one. I’ve been fucking my toy every day in the shower while thinking about your big cock,” she moans, unzipping my pants. Slowly her hand dips inside, stroking me over my boxer briefs.

“You are definitely a bad girl,” I whisper, tipping my head back and enjoying her attention. A deep rumble escapes my chest as I coat my boxers with precum.

“You have five seconds before I come in there,” her dad’s voice comes from behind the door.

“Damn it,” I snarl, adjusting my zipper and my painfully hard length.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. We’re leaving soon, so you can make it up to me.”

The door opens, and he comes in. “You didn’t give us that long to talk.”

“Yeah, I’m sure that’s what was going to get done in here,” he snarls. “We have a lot of guests out there, and I’d like to make the announcement of your impending marriage.”

“That’s perfect,” I say, sliding my hand in hers, the one that had been stroking me nice and slowly. I bring it to my mouth and give it a kiss. “I want everyone to know Calista is mine. Especially that asshole that was dragged out on his ear while he degraded my woman.”

“So you did hear,” Calista says with a gasp.

“Without a doubt. Trust me when I say his words won’t be forgotten.”

“You’re correct about that,” her father acknowledges. We step out of the room and join the party. “Let’s go to the top of the steps, and I will make the announcement.” With a nod, we follow him and then he stops, and with a wave of his hand, the music and the crowd come to a hush.

“Thank you all for coming here tonight. While there is still a lot of party to be had, I’d like to make a special announcement.” He steps slightly to the side. “My beautiful daughter, Calista, has accepted the proposal of Ian MacNamara. I’d like to congratulate them both as I am looking forward to their upcoming nuptials.” The crowd cheers and claps.

“Thank you. I am fortunate to have this lovely woman as my future wife. I’m grateful that she has accepted me. She’ll be joining my family in Chicago soon, so New York will be losing such a beautiful treasure, but I’ll be getting the greatest gift.” They erupt in cheers again as I kiss her hand.

“Please let the party continue.” The music starts, and we head down the steps.

“Congrats Ian, Calista,” Claudia shouts as we make it to the bottom of the steps, and then she throws her arms around Calista. My brother comes up and shakes my hand.

“Are you two ready to leave?” he asks, leaning in so that no one else can hear.

“I’d like to dance with Calista first.” The ambience of the room is perfect to enjoy some time with her before we have to be isolated.

“You want to dance with me?” she asks, pressing her chest against my bicep.

“Yes, of course I do. I want any reason to hold you in my arms.” I drop my head and then kiss her lips, which draws eyes to us. Good—I want everyone to see my devotion to her because I’m a deadly motherfucker and I’m not above destroying anyone on her behalf.

“Dance with me, my fiancée.” I led her to the floor. People make a path, and I spin her into my arms as “Perfect” by Ed Sheeran plays. My hand splays over her lower back, gripping her firmly to my body while her head rests on my chest.

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