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“It won’t happen again.”
A smug smirk tugs at my lips as I pull her even closer.
“Aye, lass. It better not. And I’ll not be talking to another lass in Irish again.”
“Aye,” Andie breathes against my lips, “you better not.”
I’m fucking undone at her teasing. Fumbling with my belt and fly, I get them open as I shove her panties aside, groaning softly at their lacy feel. Thrusting my hips up, I sink into her.
Andie’s breath catches, her fingers gripping my shoulders tightly, drawing a groan from me.
“Why will ye not be touching other lads?” I hold her hips in position, roughly thrusting up.
“Because I’ll only be touching you,” Andie gasps, her forehead tipping forward to rest against my shoulder, her cheek pressed against my jaw.
“And why will ye only be touching me?”
Andie moans. “Because I’m your woman.”
That’s fucking right. She’s my woman.
I thrust up hard, groaning as I come. “Aye,leannán. Ye are.”
Moving a hand off her hip, I find her clit and grind my thumb against it, still thrusting. Andie tenses and comes, murmuring my name as she does. Jesus fuck. That will never get old.
Chapter FIFTEEN
CONNOR
Striding through the hallway, I glance around. Usually, Tiggy hovers somewhere, hugely pregnant, but the house is almost eerily quiet. Maybe she’s upstairs having a nap.
Opening the door to Seamus’s den, I step into the room, noting that I’m the last to arrive.
“Lads -.”
Paddy's fist smashes into my jaw before I see it coming, and I’m laid out on the floor. Seamus blinks over at us, smirking as he returns to looking at the takings figures on his iPad Ronan has emailed through.
“You should stop winding him up about his wife if you want to keep your jaw intact, Lucky,” Seamus snorts. I flip him off, accepting the hand Paddy is offering to help me up.
I shrug, dusting my suit off. “Don’t worry. I’ll be calling her Lauren from now on.”
Seamus looks up, his eyebrows rising in surprise, while Paddy smirks knowingly. Arsehole.
“I guess I’m not the only person it pissed off last night?” he drawls. I flip him off again, but Seamus has copped on to our conversation.
“Are you sleeping with your housekeeper, Lucky? How cliché of you.”
“Aye, you can fuck right off, both of you,” I snap at them, not wanting their comments on what Andie and I are doing in private. Paddy shifts uncomfortably for some reason.
“Lucky,” he sighs, rubbing the back of his head. I swear, he better fucking not be about to warn me off Andie because she’s Lauren’s friend. If he does, I’ll return the favor of laying him out on the floor.
“What?”
Paddy sighs again, clapping me on the shoulder. “Lauren told me something last night. About Andie. Something she thought you ought to know.”
Paddy looks uncomfortable as fuck right now, and Seamus has given up all pretense of reading his iPad.
“What, are we in fucking high school?” I snort, but Paddy still looks completely serious. What the fuck about Andie does Lauren think I should know because we’re sleeping together?
