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It feels like anageuntil her set is finally over, and Fiona moves off the stage and through the tables, collecting her tips. When she reaches our table, I’m already on my feet. I need her out of this room, away from these eyes.
My fingers close around her wrist as I tug her out of the VIP bar. Fiona doesn’t speak, hurrying to keep up with my long strides as she moves beside me. The second the door to my office is closed behind us, I have my hands in her hair and my lips on hers.
Fiona’s tips flutter to the ground as she slides her hands up my sides. My caveman instincts win the raging battle inside me. Breaking the kiss, I spin her around, bending her over my desk. Her breath catches as her hands land on it, bracing herself.
I shove aside the lace between Fiona’s thighs, thrusting into her hard. Christ. She feels as good as she did last night, as she did this morning. I can never go back. Now I’ve had Fiona, I can never go back to not having her.
I bite my tongue, so everything I want to say doesn’t come spilling out, scaring her away. The room is silent apart from the sounds of our fucking, my panting, and Fiona’s sexy little moans.
Gripping her hips, I anchor her as I pump hard. She throws her hips back at me as her pussy flutters, coming hard. Groaning, I follow her into release.
Our harsh pants fill the air as I bury my face in her hair, inhaling her roses and lemon scent deep into my lungs. Reluctantly, I withdraw, buttoning my dick away and tugging her into my arms as I collapse onto the easy chair in the corner of the room, tucking Fiona in my lap.
She sighs as she nuzzles her cheek against my chest, her hand resting on it beside her face, still trying to catch her breath.
“Not that I’m complaining, but what was that all about?”
“I just had the urge, lass,” I grunt.
Fiona glances sharply at my face. Whatever she can see causes something to flash in her eyes, but she doesn’t say anything, snuggling down in my lap again.
She traces her fingers over my chest. “I won’t need a lift home tonight. Mellie wants to have dinner, so she’ll drop me home after.”
I nod, making a sound of agreement. I would assume that Niall will be dropping her off. There’s no way the Reaper would let his wife drive into Roxbury by herself. It’s better than nothing, but I wanted to be the one to drop her off. Then I could have gone up to her apartment again. I liked waking up with the lass in my arms. I want it again. I want it badly.
“Ye’ll be leaving soon if ye’re having dinner with Mellie.”
“Yeah. That’s why I organized to have such an early set tonight.”
I did wonder why she wanted to be finished here by eight o’clock. I had been hoping it was so I could disappear with her. Wishful thinking, but still, a nice thought.
“It’s my night off tomorrow,” she continues quietly. I nod again, stroking her hair with my fingers. Thank Christ.
I need to figure out a way to convince her that maybe stripping isn’t the line of work she’s destined for.
FIONA
Ronan’s arms let me go as I climb off him. I catch a hint of regret in his face, my heart pounding in my chest. This was never supposed to happen, and I had maybe told myself that it would be casual. I certainly wasn’t going to be like Mellie – getting moved into his condo today.
But, right now, it doesn’t feel casual. I bend, brushing a kiss over Ronan’s lips. He groans, his long fingers anchoring the back of my neck so he can deepen the kiss, his tongue licking into my mouth. I suck on it but break the embrace before I’m ready to.
Flashing a small smile, I turn, gathering my tips from the floor as he watches, hurrying from the room.
I’m pretty sure Ronan fucked me in his office because he didn’t like that I stripped. I made sure I wore the teddy that covered most of me.
My entire midriff is covered in lace, and the bra cups are solid fabric, unlike most of my other stripping attire. But still, I know how he felt. I’ve never felt so uncomfortable up on that stage.
It felt wrong to have Ronan sitting in the crowd while other men leered at my body. Damn it! This is why I haven’t given in to my cravings for him before!
“Great set tonight, girl,” Shawna calls, winking as she studies my face. I shove my tips into my purse, hurriedly changing into a nice dress for dinner. “Something you want to tell me…about the Saint, maybe?”
My cheeks flame as I pick up my purse. “Last night,” I mumble.
Shawna’s eyes bulge, and her mouth falls open in shock. “I’m so proud of you, baby girl!” she breathes, standing to fold me into a tight hug.
“I’m so proud of me too,” I murmur back. Shawna lets me go with a wink and a slap on the ass. I know she will be blowing up my phone tomorrow, wanting to catch up for coffee and debrief. I wave over my shoulder as I hurry through the VIP bar to find Mellie. I have another debrief to do.
Mellie is waiting for me in the VIP room, and she’s not alone. “Niall,” I smirk at him.
