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She was toying with me, but it was only making me want to drag her down the hall, spank her bare bottom, and fuck that tight little pussy raw.
I held the door open for her, playing the part of a perfect gentleman while the monster who wanted to do filthy things to her raged on inside me. I prayed that I would have enough self-control to keep it that way.
Our driver was waiting out front of my townhome. I lived on Shawmut Avenue. Kieran and Leah’s home was just down the street, a rowhouse with a bit of a different floorplan than mine, but similar in that it had several different levels with an impressive amount of square footage, a rare thing in Southie. The rust-colored brick was well preserved. The rest of the block was in the process of restoration and through the efforts of a few key investments, the Murphy family was in the market to purchase several more once that was process was complete.
Ada had already chosen her favorite. My brothers and I had given her first choice, mainly because she was our only sister and we liked to spoil her. Aidan wanted one of his own and the twins, Connor and Caden had their eyes on another. Our consigliere Liam had declined the option, choosing instead to renovate the apartment above The Roasted Bean. He didn’t say it outright, but I knew he’d chosen to live there so he could keep a closer eye on his aging mother Irma.
I held the door open for Caitlin as she climbed inside the car. When she sat down by the window, I saw a flashback of her mother sitting the exact same way. I reminded myself that I’d made her a promise to take care of her daughter, not to fall in love with her. Caitlin McCormick was forbidden. The more I kept telling myself that, the more I would believe it. I had to.
At least, I hoped it would work that way.
I slid in beside her, wanting nothing more than to pull her into my lap and refusing to allow myself to do such a thing. I’d already gone too far yesterday by baring her bottom and her enticingly wet pussy. I worried on some level that she’d been able to feel the iron rod my cock had become, and I’d spanked her a bit harder than I intended to in hopes that the stinging from my hand would force her focus away from that.
I sighed, signaling the driver to bring us to Murphy’s first. The drive was quick; we could make it on foot in no time, but I hadn’t wanted Caitlin to have to walk all over the south side of town. It was late October, and the temperature was all over the place. The wind chill was low enough for the wind to bite through whatever you wore unless it was a feather down coat and winter ski pants.
The thought of dressing her like that had its own appeal though…
Fuck. It’s been like five minutes. Down, boy.
We stopped and I offered her a hand as she climbed out of the car. Unlike yesterday, she took it without a fight, which felt like a big step. She stood tall next to me as I led her inside. On the door, there was a sign indicating that Murphy’s was closed for a private event, and I knew that my family was already inside. I took her coat, glancing down at her chest and back up at her, making her cheeks pinken simply because I wanted to. Who was I kidding? I was hopeless.
It wouldn’t hurt tolookat her. I just had to keep myself fromtouchingher.
The first person to rush forward and introduce herself was Ada. Her trademark scarlet red lips and pristine fashion sense was impeccable as always, her chestnut hair catching enough light to reveal its deep warm burgundy tones. Her expression was soft, however, which was very different from her usual ice queen demeanor that she only let down around family.
Several of us had gone to her father’s funeral, but none of us had thought it appropriate to rush straight to her and introduce ourselves at the time. Caitlin had mostly kept to herself, and I’d only thought to approach her first alone in hopes of letting her know that there was someone else out there that cared about her. The thought of her rotting away in prison was so horrid that I would have done anything to keep her safe from that. She deserved a real life, not one wasted in prison.
“Hi, Caitlin! I’m Ada,” my sister offered first.
I raised my brow and she shot me a villainous look, but I shook it off. That was not the first or the last time she would do that. She was our adored little sister, and she knew it. Truthfully, we probably indulged her more than we should, but we loved her more because of it. I would pray for whatever man she set her eyes on because he’d have his hands more than full with the likes of her.
“Hello,” Caitlin grinned.
I had expected her to be shy, but she seemingly fit right in. Leah, my eldest brother’s wife joined the two girls, introducing herself and I overheard Caitlin telling Ada how much she liked her suit. Ada loved designer pantsuits more than anyone I’d ever met, and I could see Caitlin’s eyes sparkle with envy at the mention of the designer Prada.
It would make sense. No wonder she hadn’t really been excited about the clothing I picked out for her. I’d rectify that by sending her shopping with Ada, or I would take her soon myself.
Kieran greeted her next, coming up behind Leah and wrapping his arms around her swollen belly. She only had another month or so left in her pregnancy, and he made sure to watch over her like a hawk. He doted on her though because he loved her. His other hand squeezed her bottom and she flinched. I’d almost missed it, but it was certainly there. He caught my gaze and winked, making me chuckle softly under my breath. Honestly, it was refreshing to see my brother take something for himself for once. He’d spent so much time taking care of the family. He deserved his own little slice of happiness.
Aidan and the twins joined them next. I noticed that Caitlin did this cute thing where she repeated names a few times under her breath so she wouldn’t forget them. Impressively, she had no problem remembering any of them and I had to give it to her. I wouldn’t have been able to do that myself. She handled herself with grace among the five ruling members of the Murphy family as if she was a natural.
Soon enough, drinks had been poured and my cousins joined the fray. They fulfilled the role of our soldiers and enforcers in times when muscles were needed. Liam was sitting off to the side, observing quietly as he sipped on a pint of Guinness. I poured one for Caitlin myself, choosing my favorite Irish whiskey shipped right out of Dublin because she deserved only the best. She made a face when she took it from me, and I leaned in close.
“Consider it a proper welcome to the family,” I whispered.
“I’m more of a tequila girl,” she confessed.
“Be good and drink this and I’ll make sure to mix you something special before you go to bed tonight,” I offered.
She took a moment to consider this, nodding once as she deliberated and ultimately deciding that going along with it would work in her favor.
“Deal,” she grinned mischievously.
Her dimple flashed and I took a second longer than I should have to admire every perfect contour of her features.
In the traditional family welcome, Kieran lifted his glass first and the rest of us followed. He cleared his throat and the droning sound of voices swept away in a hurried hush.
“I want to welcome Caitlin McCormick to the Murphy family. I ask that you extend the same care and adoration that we give our own flesh and blood and give her a real Murphy welcome,” he announced cheerfully.
