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“Then handle it. You cannot let her disrespect you like that.”
“Leave her alone,” Andrew says, handing Aidan a glass of the whisky I bought him. “She’s shy, and this is overwhelming for her.”
I’m grateful for his intervention, but Aidan persists.
“Shy is one thing, sulky is another. Get her under control, or I will.”
“The fuck you will.”
Aidan leans back in his seat. “Try me.”
I suspect with Madeline giving him a hard time, he’s looking for someone to take it out on but I am not going to let that person be Eleanor.
I grab the glass Andrew holds out to me and knock the whisky back in one go, a travesty since it deserved to be savored. Pushing to my feet, I jab a finger at Aidan.
“You leave Eleanor the fuck alone. I will deal with her.”
I march through to the living room, grab a startled Eleanor by the wrist and drag her upstairs to what is now our bedroom. When I close the door behind us, she pulls her arm free of my grip.
“What the hell are you doing?” she demands.
“What did I say to you about acting like a brat?”
She puts her hands on her hips. “What did I do?”
“Downstairs at dinner, the silent treatment.”
“You deserved that.”
“Why? Because I forgot to mention we’d be living here?”
“It’s a kind of important thing to forget to tell me about.”
Fire flashes in her eyes. She’s bristling with outrage and I am so turned on right now. Grabbing her by the shoulders, I claim her mouth in a brutal kiss. She pushes against my chest, breaking free of my grasp.
Before I know wha’s happening, she draws her arm back and slaps me hard, across the face. Paralyzed by shock, I don’t react when Eleanor grabs me and propels me across the room, shoving me against the wall. Her fingers go to my belt buckle and before I know it, she’s pulling my pants off. She drops to her knees as I step out of them. She looks up at me and grins.
“Don’t move a muscle,” she tells me.
“Okay, sweetheart.” If she wants to have her way with me, I’m going to let her. I spread my arms wide. “Do what you want with me. I’m all yours.”
CHAPTERFIFTEEN
Eleanor
After I slappedRory without stopping to think what the consequences would be, there were only two things I could do. The first was to let him spank the shit out of me and then use my body to get himself off while leaving me hanging. That was not appealing. The second was to take charge of the situation and catch him off guard. That is working out better than I imagined it would.
As I drop to my knees in front of him, I can hardly believe Rory let me slam him up against the wall and practically tear his pants off him. Since he’s rock hard, I guess he likes it when I’m more aggressive.
I take his cock into my mouth and breathe in his masculine scent. It’s an intoxicating blend of his natural aroma and a deep, musky body wash. I suck experimentally, testing to see what he likes. When his moans tell me I got the pressure right, I cup his balls in the palm of my hand and caress him with my fingers.
I take Rory as deep as I can and then draw back. I repeat the action several times. He moves restlessly, dying to take over, but he holds himself back. That’s a testament to the man’s willpower. I bob my head a couple more times, letting his length slide over my lips, my tongue. Then I pull back and get to my feet.
Whipping my dress off over my head, I toss it to the floor. Then I remove my bra and panties. I leave my stockings on, because I know he likes that.
Rory watches me with something approaching awe as I step up to him. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him in for a kiss.
It’s not like when he claimed my mouth. This is soft, tender. I take it at my pace. My lips move against his. My tongue pushes into his mouth and I taste him. He puts his arms around my waist and pulls me closer. I moan as arousal thrums through my body.
