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SAOIRSE
My body achesin all the right places as I roll my shoulders back, stretching off my slumber. The weight of heavy lids keeps me from opening my eyes fully as I reach across the mattress, searching for Rohan. Blinking the sleep from my eyes, my lashes finally flutter open when all I find is an empty space next to me, still warm from his body heat.
Rolling onto my back, I shelter my eyes from the morning sun beaming through the floor-to-ceiling window by bringing my forearm to my face. Last night was the best night’s sleep I’ve had in weeks.
Once we finally made our way up the stairs and into the main bedroom, Rohan spent the night exploring every inch of my body with his tongue before flipping me over and filling me with his cock. I can’t even remember how many times he pushed me off the desire’s cliff last night and again in the early morning hours, but if the aches exhausting my muscles are anything to go by, it was a lot.
Love drunk and utterly satiated, I rise from the bed, taking the top sheet with me. Then, tucking the sheet beneath my armpits, I shield my body from the cool air and head for the door, allowing the white sheet to billow behind me with every step.
Finally, I step out into the long, wide landing and take my time scanning the artwork decorating the walls. The art history fanatic inside me squeals with glee when I recognise some convincing replicas of my favourite pieces.
Finally, my gallery tour ends when I reach the top of the most exquisite stairs I’ve ever seen. The granite imperial is something out of a fantasy novel, held high by three stone-faced archways.
Holding onto the wrought-iron rail, I feel like a noble queen descending as I slowly ease down the steep steps.
When I reach the bottom, I peer around the expansive hallway, taking in the timeless architecture that constructs the open hallway, a blend of Gothic and medieval design that’s nothing short of breathtaking.
When we arrived yesterday, I didn’t allow myself to wander or explore, too caught up in the thoughts clouding my head. Making a mental note, I promise myself that later today, I will explore every nook and cranny of the property that is now my home.
That thought strikes me in my gut. I’m still trying to process everything Rohan and I discussed last night. Even though I know we’ve barely tipped the iceberg of secrets, he still has more to reveal. But he’s winning me over, one piece of information at a time.
Finally, after I push through the archways that lead towards the kitchen, Rohan’s deep, husky morning voice echoes through the air, leading me forward. I come to a halt when I find him leaning against a huge breakfast island. His back is to me as he gazes out the double doors into the walled garden as he holds his phone to his ear.
Leaning against the counter, I eavesdrop on the one-sided conversation. “Better than I thought…Yeah…I don’t want to leave her on her own…Right, fuck.” Finally, as though he feels me leering at his bare, tattoo-covered back with my greedy eyes, he turns and flashes me his devilish grin.
With the phone still clutched to the side of his face, he stalks towards me, intent beaming from his hungry eyes. “Okay, I’ll be there.” He closes the distance between us, lowering his mouth to my neck and nibbling on my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I remain quiet, muffling my moan with clenched lips. Finally, he pulls back, mouthinggood morningbefore replying to whoever is on the other end of his call. “Give me an hour…Okay, that will do. See you then, boss man.”
Pulling the phone from his ear, he disconnects the call before dropping it onto the side cabinet right inside the doorway.
His arms circle my waist in the next breath, drawing me into his chest before he plants his lips on mine, stealing my greeting with a soul-touching kiss. When he pulls back, the smile on his face knocks every ounce of sense from my head. “Good morning, mo bhanríon álainn.”My beautiful queen.“Did you sleep well?”
“Amazing, thank you.” My eyes flick towards the phone. “Was that?” I hesitate, not knowing how to finish that sentence.
Rohan’s shoulders rise with his intake of breath before finally, he replies, “It was your dad. There’s been some development since last night. He needs me to meet him so we can go over our plan of attack. Strike when the iron is hot.”
I nod, not knowing how to continue. Deep down, I know I’m not ready to face the man who created me, so instead, I avoid the questions in Rohan’s eyes and push past him to get a glass of water, but his fingers curl around my elbow, drawing me back.
“Hey, don’t shut down on me. If you don’t want to talk about him yet, we don’t have to, okay?”
“Okay.”
His gaze drops to the sheet wrapped around my body and then back again. I shake my head at the mischievous grin in his eyes. He’s trying to distract me, and it’s working.
Finally, he grasps my waist in his palms, then he bends at the knee and picks me off the floor. Within seconds, he has me laid across the breakfast bar, the bed sheet piled in a crumpled heap on the floor, leaving me in all my naked glory. Then, with his hands on my knees, he spreads my legs open while he trails his tongue along his lower lip. “A breakfast fit for a king.”
“Oh, God.” My back arches off the counter when his mouth connects with my cunt. My hands grip the back of his head, holding him in place as he sucks hard on my clit. Lapping at me like a starved man as I writhe against the marble countertop. My fingers bury themselves into his messy morning hair as my hips buck against his tongue. He’s relentless with his strokes, teasing me by sucking on my clit, and when he pushes two fingers inside of me, curling them against my G-spot, I almost bound off the counter as my moans bounce off the stone walls.
“Yes,” I cry out as he spears his fingers into me with deep, torturous thrusts. “Fuck, Rohan. Right there.”
I’m so close.
My hips race against his tongue as the pressure builds beneath my skin, rattling every cell in my body.
“That’s it, mo bhanríon. Fuck my face with your cunt.”
“Jesus, Rohan.” My body ignites.
“I want to taste you on my tongue for the rest of the day. Give it to me, love. This pussy is mine.”
