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“You want to come, love?” I slide my fingers in deeper, shift up, and kiss her, make her taste herself on my tongue as I curl my fingertips against her. “You really want to come?”
“If you don’t get me off, I swear I’ll explode.”
I grin, bite her lower lip, and give her what she wants.
I lick her clit, sucking it as I fuck her with my fingers. She’s sweating, shaking, as the orgasm builds and builds. I’m relentless now, no more teasing, no more fucking with her, nothing but pure pleasure, pure bliss. It’s erotic, it’s carnal and lewd, those gorgeous little pleasure sounds she’s making. I keep going, eating her, loving her, until finally, she tips over that edge into ecstasy, her legs shaking, her thighs threatening to suffocate me, and I don’t stop until she’s stretched out on her back, breathing hard, staring up at the stars like her face is about to melt away.
“That’s my good girl,” I whisper, kissing her breasts, her neck, her mouth. “Lovely, good girl. You taste wonderful, and god, those sounds. Perfectly obscene.”
She turns even pinker. “I get a little loud.”
“I love it,” I say earnestly. “Don’t ever change.”
She gazes at me for a long moment before brushing her knuckles across my cheek. “This is how it is, right? Man and wife?”
“Crowleys don’t do divorce.” She looks away, eyes narrowed. I’m not sure what she’s thinking, but I can tell that was the wrong thing to say. I gently guide her face back to mine. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing. Really, it’s fine. I think this is just a lot, is all.”
“You’re realizing that just now? The post-orgasm clarity must be strong with you.”
She grins, pushing me back. “Don’t be a prick.”
“Come here.” I gently get her shorts back on, tossing the panties onto the floor, before wrapping my arms around her. “Let me hold you for a while.”
“Can you leave the ceiling open? I like the idea of sleeping under the stars.”
“I’d sleep anywhere with you, love,” I whisper, not sure what’s making me say it. Maybe the taste of her on my tongue, the echo of her moans in my head.
Or the smell of her every time I take a breath.
I close my eyes, holding her in my arms, my wife, wondering if this really will be only for tonight.
Chapter24
Finn
I’m dressed and showered before the sun rises. I leave Dara a note on the nightstand, letting her know that I’ll be working all day, and that she has free rein of the house. I text Shane to make sure he can keep an eye on her while I’m busy before heading out.
I walk to the office. I like the fresh air in Boston Commons. I like stopping for a coffee at a food truck where the guy calls meboss.I like feeling normal for ten minutes as I walk, similar to the feeling I told Dara about last night, until I reach the unmarked black door with the state-of-the-art security system panel on the side. I type in the passcode, the door thunks open, and I head up to the space I rent above a deli, barely more than two big rooms and a bathroom.
My desk is in the back. I take a seat, sighing as I lean my head against the chair. My father, my brothers, they have offices in skyrises, offices filled with little worker drones in their business casual outfits with their pitches, their meetings, their water cooler conversations. Me, though, I want to be closer to the action, closer to street level. I spend most of my time in my clubs and restaurants anyway—this office is more like a meeting space, empty the majority of the day as I do my rounds, check on my guys, my crew, my employees.
Genna shows up not long after me, looking fresh as always. She slumps down in the chair across from my desk, tosses the paper over, and gives me a hard look. “Well?” she asks, eyebrows raised.
I sip my coffee. “Well, what?”
“Don’t play coy, bastard. Did you two sleep together or what?”
I tilt my head. “Not really.”
Her eyes narrow. “Not… really?”
“I ate her out until she was screaming my name.” A bit of an exaggeration, but not too wrong.
She crosses her arms, eyebrows quirked. “Really? That’s all?”
“That’s all.”
