Page 14 of The Irish Rogue

Chapter 4

Kennedi snuggled closer to the warmth, knowing that she needed to wake up, but she hadn’t felt this good in a long time. And what was that smell? Coffee? Had someone brewed coffee?

The thought of Ella’s magical coffee was worth opening her eyes for. Sitting up, she looked around, blinking at the bright, early morning sunshine streaming in through the large windows. It took her several moments to remember where she was. And what she’d done last night!

Okay, she hadn’t had sex with the man. But good grief! She’d slept on his couch! How in the world had she fallen asleep on him? She remembered the thrumming awareness as they’d stared at each other through the trees. She remembered walking over to him and how perfect it had felt when he’d kissed her last night. And then she’d…fallen asleep in his arms?!

“Coffee is ready!” a deep, male voice called out.

Just the sound of his voice sent her senses spinning dizzily. Goodness, that man had one hell of an effect on her!

Except, she’d fallen asleep on him last night. Good grief, so much for his potency!

Sean poked his head around the corner, his blue eyes sparkling with quiet amusement. “You look beautiful when you first wake up.”

Kennedi’s hand flew up, self-consciously trying to tame her rampant locks. “Did we…?” she started to ask, then glanced down at herself. All of her clothes were still in place.

He stared at her for a long moment, then threw back his head, laughing at her unasked question. Strolling over to her, he reached down, still chuckling, and pulled her up and into his arms.

“Kennedi, I guarantee that when we have sex, you will remembereverydetail.”

“Oh,” she whispered, leaning lightly against his hard chest. He’d already showered and looked fresh and very male. Meanwhile, her teeth felt fuzzy and her breath was probably rancid. She lifted her hand to her face, trying to keep her breath from his nose.

“The bathroom is upstairs to the right. Use my toothbrush and whatever else you need.” Then he grabbed her wrist and kissed her pulse, ignoring her gasp of surprise.

A moment later, he released her and patted her bottom. “Hurry up. I’m making breakfast and I get grumpy if I don’t get fed on time.”

Kennedi relaxed, then laughed as she hurried up the wood stairs. At the top, she turned and glanced back down. He was watching her and she blushed, turning away as she rushed to find the bathroom.

The only room “to the right” of the staircase was the primary suite. It was enormous and had a stunning view of the lake. For a moment, she paused to admire the shimmering, early morning view. She’d always wanted a house on the lake, but these babies started in a price range that she would never be able to afford.

Turning, she found the bathroom and self-consciously picked up his toothbrush. Should she usehisbrush? Was that gross? For some reason, it felt deeply intimate.

After cleaning her teeth and finger combing her hair, Kennedi pinched her cheeks, trying to add a touch of color. She wished she had her purse so that she could apply some lipstick, but that was still at Clara’s place. And everyone there was probably still asleep and would be for hours.

Tugging her shirt into place, she stepped back and looked at herself.

“You look beautiful,” a husky male voice announced.

“I feel…off, somehow.”

He stepped forward, placing his big, strong hands on her waist. “You look perfectly on,” he replied with a smile. “Are you hungry?”

For him? That was the first thing that popped into her mind and she blushed at her immediate “Starving!” response. But he wasn’t talking about sex. He meant food. The guy was asking if she was hungry for…!

He kissed her! Kennedi froze for a moment, but then she felt her arms lift, wrapping around his neck. And then she leaned into his embrace, ignoring the whispered warning in the back of her mind that told her she shouldn’t do this.

It didn’t matter. She wanted him. He was heat and life and teasing laughter. He was danger and she could use a bit of danger in her life. She’d been so sedate, her whole life revolving around work and school and just getting by, week after week.

Sean was an exotic adventure that she was determined to enjoy.

“Ye’re so lovely!” he groaned, then deepened the kiss. His Irish accent told her that he wasn’t just pretending. She’d noticed that his accent became thicker whenever he felt something intensely. Hearing it now was more of a turn-on than it should be, but it showed her that he was just as lost in desire as she was.

And then he touched her. His hands had been resting on her waist, but something spurred him to lift one, cupping her breast.

Kennedi gasped, surprised by the heat that washed over her. He pulled back, staring into her eyes. Slowly, Kennedi pressed his hand back against her breast, needing that contact. For a long moment, they remained frozen in that position, staring into each other’s eyes.

Then there was no more hesitation. With a growl, he pulled her closer, ravaging her mouth with his while he massaged her breast. When his thumb brushed over her nipple, she cried out, gasping for breath. They were both ravenous as they tore at each other’s clothes until they were naked and she was pinned against the wall.

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