Page 59 of Twisted Secrets
And then there was only Olivia, naked and waiting.
For him.
He cupped her breast, his cock so hard, it was a wonder he could string two thoughts together. “You’re fucking perfect.” He stroked down the front of her body to cup her between her legs. He traced her opening with a single finger, teasing her. “So hot and wet and ready for me. I’ve been dying to taste you again.”
“What are you waiting for, then?” She spread her legs wider, boldly meeting his gaze even as her body shook.
Fuck. She was such an intoxicating mix of attitude and vulnerability. He stepped back, slowly pulling his shirt over his head. The look on her face made the new distance worth it. She devoured him with her eyes the same way he was devouring her, in an almost physical touch. He started to unbutton his jeans but stopped.
Olivia pointed. “Stop teasing me and lose the pants.”
“I haven’t evenstartedto tease you yet.” He went to his knees in front of her. “You might want to coveryour mouth.”
“What—oh my God.” She slapped a hand over her mouth as he licked up her center, his gaze never leaving her face. Watching the play of emotions there—shock, pleasure, a growing need—was almost as good as the taste of her on his tongue. Almost. He gripped her hips and jerked her to the edge of the desk and then licked her again, exploring her slowly with his tongue and reveling in the little sounds coming out of her mouth, muffled by her hand. He wanted her to come like this, against his mouth and spread out over this desk.For him. Because of whathewas doing to her.
He didn’t have a right to feel possessive of her, but he didn’t give a fuck. All that mattered was being the only one she could focus on for the next few hours. Cillian sucked her clit into his mouth, working her as she went wild around him, her cries growing more frantic with each pass of his tongue. He’d joked about teasing her, but he could no more deny her an orgasm than he could deny himself the pleasure of giving her one. He picked up his pace, flicking her clit, holding her thighs wide even as her body shuddered and went tight.Jesus.He gave her one last long lick and sat back on his heels.
She stared down at him, her dark eyes wide. “I…uh…wow.”
He stood. “Now, sweetheart, I’m losing the pants.”
Chapter Eighteen
Olivia wasn’t sure when her life had been turned upside down, but right now she didn’t care. All that mattered was the man in front of her, slowly unbuttoning his jeans. He shoved them down his hips, and all she could do was stare. She’d had his cock in her hands in the back of that town car, but somehow seeing it like this made everything so much more real. He was long and thick, and her hands itched to stroke him again.
But he took a step back.
She frowned. “No more teasing.”
“Trust me, teasing is the last thing I want to do right now. But condoms are a necessity, and I just realized that mine are up in my room.”
She bit her lip against the urge to tell him that it didn’t matter. Itdidmatter. He was right. They had to be smart. Even if there weren’t diseases to think about, she wasn’t on birth control. She hadn’t been since she got pregnant with Hadley. Shenodded. “Okay.”
Cillian yanked on his jeans and then he was on her again, kissing her like his life depended on it. She tasted herself on his lips, which was unbearably erotic.Maybe we could do it. Just this once…He grabbed her hand and pressed it between her thighs, exactly where she needed him most. “Touch yourself. I want you hot and ready for me when I get back.”
“I’m already hot and ready for you.”
He used a finger to push one of hers inside her, the double penetration making her eyes go wide. “If you’re not fingering yourself when I get back down here, I’m going to put you over my knee and spank you.” And then he was gone, striding away and leaving her naked on the desk.
She held her breath for a second.No way was he serious. He’s not going tospankme…is he?She idly stroked herself, picturing the look on his face when he’d placed her hand there. Wild and barely controlled and full of so much desire, it was a wonder they both didn’t burn in the inferno of it. God, he was so sexy, it drove her wild. More than that, though, she liked the moments of quiet strength he showed. She’d never met anyone like him, and she was starting to come to realize that she could travel the world for the rest of her life and never meet another man who held up against the comparison of Cillian.
Stop it. Stop thinking so much before you ruin it.
Determined to sideline her thoughts, she circled her clit, but even the pleasure wasn’t enough to distract her.There’s no future with him, Olivia. You know that. Even if he wanted one, his family would never accept you, and you haven’t worked so hard to get you and Hadley away from the Romanovs just to switch them outfor the O’Malleys.
The door opened, slamming her back into the present. She made a sound of relief when Cillian walked through and locked it behind him, his dark eyes hungry for her.Yes,this. This is simple and exactly what I need.
Liar.
It didn’t matter, though, because he’d shucked off his pants and rolled on a condom while she was arguing with herself. Then he was there between her legs, pulling her back to the edge of the desk so she had to cling to him to avoid falling. “Miss me?”
Yes.She flipped her hair out of her eyes and put as much attitude as possible into her voice. “You were gone five minutes. Plus, I was occupied.”
“Mmm.” He reached between them and pushed a finger into her. “Guess you don’t get a spanking. This time.”
“Arrogant.”
“You know it.” He notched his cock at her entrance, and paused.
