Page 20 of Weaponized

“God, you keep hitting my clit. Mmmm. Just like that. You’re going to make me come.”

That information, delivered in Gráinne’s breathy voice, is what does it. I begin moving her quicker against my cock, hands cupping her ass. I’m thrusting upward more harshly. I can’t stop. I can’t even think. It’s all sensation now. It’s so good. So fucking good. I growl into her mouth.

She pulls her head back from kissing me, and her nails bite into my shoulders. “Baby.” She’s shaking, biting her bottom lip. Eyes on mine in total bliss. Watching her orgasm does me in. The soft sounds she makes. Christ.

“Angel. Sh-shit!”

I’m coming so hard against her that I may be crushing her with how tightly I’m holding on. Riding it out. Body jerking. I can’t believe how fucking phenomenal this feels. Dear God. It’s almost too much pleasure.

When I finally stop, I shudder for a second before clearly seeing her eyes. They glow.

“You are so beautiful.” This is what I’m thinking, but she is the one who voices the words as she runs her index finger along my bottom lip. God—the look on her face.For me.

I’m trying to process that she could possibly be sincere, how this can possibly be happening, when the door flies open. Marcus, one of the guys we grew up with, steps inside. “Hey, have you seen—”

I pull Gráinne against me more firmly and wrap both arms around her to hide her nakedness.

“Get. Out.” I bark.

Marcus takes in the scene and walks backward out of the room. “Shit. I’m sorry. Shit.”

Yeah, he’s definitely going to be sorry.

“Hey, Angel. Are you okay?” Her face is buried in the crook of my neck and I have to know if I’ve hurt her in any way. I was grabbing her pretty hard. Shit—what if I’ve bruised her hips?

She trembles at the question and then pulls back to look me in the eyes.

“I’m great,” she says with a soft smile. “Just a bit embarrassed to be caught like this.”

Yeah, I’m definitely going to kill Marcus. I hate that she was exposed for even a second.

I’m petting her hair in a soothing motion. I don’t know what’s come over me, but I want to be even closer to her despite the fact that she is already in my lap.

“I’m sorry about that,” I say quietly.

Her lips quirk and she runs her fingers lightly over my jawline before cupping my face. “Next time maybe we should lock the door.”

Next time? She wants there to be a next time? I want to fist pump the air.

“I, um, should clean myself up a bit and head back out.” She sounds shy now.

I’m not sure I like this idea and she must see it on my face.

“I came here with Elizabeth, my brother, and a few of his friends. I probably shouldn’t have abandoned them.”

Yeah, that makes sense, even if I don’t like it. I nod toward a doorway on the opposite wall. “There’s a half bath right there if that works?” When she nods, I continue, “I, um, I need to change, so I’m gonna head up to my room for a couple minutes.” I know my color is high as I just drew attention to the embarrassing fact that my shorts are ruined.

She wiggles off of my lap and,Jesus, I’m getting hard again. She holds out a hand to help me up and I let her. She’s still naked from the waist up, and I’m finding it hard to concentrate. I shake my head to clear it.

“Okay, I’ll be back down in a minute. Wait here for me.” I know how gruff and commanding I sound, but I can’t stand the thought of her heading back outside without me. She smiles, looking relieved that I’ll be back, and I’m awestruck. Again.

“You’ll walk me out?” she asks hopefully. When I nod, she continues, “Will you join the party?”

I kiss her nose. “Angel. As long as you want, I’ll be wherever you want.”

She sighs happily and throws her arms around me. Those naked tits are against me once again. “Good. Because, Luca? Iwant.”

I groan a little as she pulls back from the hug. She kisses the underside of my jaw, and skips into the bathroom to redress or freshen up or whatever it is girls do to get ready.

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