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I had to fight the immediate pleasure that threatened to erupt through me. He ran a rough hand down my legs, pulling both of my thighs over his shoulders.
My fingers tangled in his thick hair, grabbing a fistful of it and holding on for dear life.
The moment he pushed his tongue inside me it was game over for me. My body shook as he thrust his tongue in and out.In and out.
My eyes rolled back in my head and my spine arched off the tousled sheets.
Like we had done this a million times, I started to move my hips in rhythm to his tongue, grinding against it. He sucked on my clit, then nipped it and suddenly, the pressure exploded.
I came so hard that my ears rang, drowning me in the most satiated way possible.
He murmured words, but I couldn’t hear a single one.
Was it possible to pass out from too much pleasure?
* * *
I wokeup with the sweet ache pulling at my muscles and an arm slumped over me.
Last nights’ X-rated images rushed to the forefront of my mind and suddenly, my pussy clenched, needing more of this stranger. Jesus, this had to be what it felt like to be thoroughly fucked.
It was better than anything I had ever imagined. Jesus Christ!
My hand reached for my face and I sighed in relief. My mask was still on. Thank God, although I was surprised considering how wild we’d gotten. After the first time, and once he’d gotten over the initial shock of finding out I was a virgin, he was relentless when it came to fucking me. He didn’t comment on my V-card. He cleaned me up and then made it up to me even more. Not that he had to because my first time was freaking amazing.
And I’d never regret a single moment for as long as I lived. Not a minute of it. I might be about to marry someone else, but the memories of last night would be with me forever.
I risked a glance over my shoulder, almost hoping he wouldn’t have his mask on. A tiny flash of disappointment washed over me, but I quickly scolded myself.
This was a no strings night of wild sex, nothing more.
Still, it didn’t stop me from studying his body. Shit, he was hot. His body was every woman’s fantasy. A masterpiece. My mouth watered watching his sculpted muscles and that chest marked with ink - a tattoo of a rose wrapped around a heart.
I better get my ass out of here before I went for another round with this sex god. For a former virgin, I’d certainly become a greedy wench.
Careful not to wake him up, I slid out of bed and reached down to grab my dress when a discarded condom caught my eye.
Fuck!
Even from here I could see it was shredded. Fucking shredded.
Oh my God!
Glancing at the bed, I murmured a prayer.
I could get away with a lot of things, but getting pregnant by a stranger wouldn’t be one of them.
ChapterFive
LUCA
Present
Cassio’s engagement dinner was a fucking bore. I’d have more fun at a kids’ birthday party than this crap. Áine and Cassio bickered, but I tuned it all out, only chiming in every so often. Sometimes to help, and sometimes to hinder because I could be an ass, even on a good day.
Unfortunately, I knew none of the men invited would bring any excitement to this evening. If he wasn’t my brother, and I didn’t love him, I’d skip it. But Cassio had done a lot for me over the years.
So I’d have to contend with boring Irish and non-Irish people. The highlight of the fucking evening was Chad Stewart and he didn’t even get shot. The state’s attorney prick. The fucker was Áine’s ex-boyfriend and a friend to Marco, my asshole half-brother. She caught him cheating in Vegas, so of course, he was history. But that wasn’t his worst crime. If I knew my brother, and I had to wager, Chad Stewart wouldn’t live a long, happy life.
