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“I’m going to come,” I whimper. “I can’t hold it anymore.”

He pulls back.

Oh feck, don’t pull back.

“You’re going to come so hard all over my face while I eat this arse and fuck you with my fingers. Do you hear me?”

His face dives back in, and his tongue flicks in fast movements over my back entrance as he continuously finger fucks my pussy.

I drop my head to the cushions. “Yes, Dec. Ahh!” This is so wrong… but so good. I push my arse so hard into his face that I convulse and come all over him.

What the hell have I been missing?

“Now that’s the kind of honey I can getbehind.” He slaps my arse. We both laugh, and I fall into the cushions.

I’m delirious and have no strength left in me, but I need more.

I look up through my hooded eyes. “Does this dessert menu have a tasting option?”

His nose flares, and he clenches his jaw. “It fecking better, otherwise I want my money back. Course number two is in bed. Let’s go. Now.”

19

Declan

Walking through the front door,I pat Jameson on the back and shake the other guys’ hands.

“Any news?” I ask Ethan.

“Not a goddamn thing. Byrne is lying low, and his son has stepped in in the meantime. I have men on him, but he hasn’t stepped foot in London, and from what I can see, neither have his men.”

“Feck.” I rub my hand down my face. “I have this gut feeling that he’s planning something. I just don’t know what, and it’s making me crazy. He ran once. Why wouldn’t he do it again? If that happens, Nora will lose it. I know it. She doesn’t want to live this life anymore. She wants to live without a fake name and these goons following her all the time.”

Max laughs and takes a chug of his water.

“I get it, Dec, I do. Unfortunately, there is nothing we can do about that. The most important thing is that Nora is safe and always will be.” I nod my head, mollified for now.

What else can we do? I hate the feeling of unease, but I must let it go for now and trust the process.

I turn toward Jameson. “How was she today?” I smirk.

“A ball buster,” he deadpans and shakes his head.

It’s been a little over a week since Nora has been in London, and not a day goes by that she doesn’t annoy the shite out of Jameson. Trying to get him to crack a smile or slip and tell her something personal.

It won’t happen. Jameson is as straight-laced as they come and takes his job more seriously than anyone else I know. It was why when he walked through that front door, I instantly felt a little relief knowing my girl’s life was in his hands when I wasn’t around.

“She won’t stop for the next six months, so prepare yourself. Or give her something little. Maybe she’ll ease up.”

“Not likely,” he grumbles.

I laugh and walk toward the back of the house where Nora is painting with Maeve. When Maeve came home Monday, it was as I expected. She was ecstatic to see Nora. After Nora explained everything, she forgave her within seconds.

Since then, they’ve spent all week together. Nora even tagged along with Penny to all of Maeve’s appointments.

I asked Sadie to back off this week to let Nora and Maeve have their time together. Of course, I’m not telling Nora because she isn’t fooling anyone. I can see she’s jealous of Sadie. It’s written all over her face. It has been since last year when Sadie texted me.

I look down and see Bacon rising from a nap, he is supposed to be in training, and this is his crate time, but these girls spoil him rotten, so the second he sees me, he grabs a toy and gallops over to my side to greet me.

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