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And it was stupid, but it felt like more than just a one-night stand. There was this draw to him she couldn’t ignore.
“These are beautiful too,” he whispered, his lips reaching the swell of her breasts. He expertly unfastened her bra, then feathered his fingers lower, down her back, until he found the base of her spine and lit her nerve endings on fire as he caressed her.
She let out a gasp as his lips closed around her nipple. “Are you going to get undressed too?”
He released her nipple, and she immediately missed the teasing warmth of his mouth.
“I wasn’t planning on wearing a suit for this, but whatever floats your boat.”
She grinned again. Damn, he made this easy. She cupped his face, and he smiled back at her. This man needed to stop looking so gorgeous.
She watched as he unfastened his shirt, trying not to stare at the broadness of his shoulders and the perfect definition of his chest. There was a sprinkling of hair across his muscles and she traced the line of them with her fingers, stopping at his nipple, teasing it until he was the one looking hot and bothered.
His pants came next, revealing black shorts and thick muscles that made her mouth water. And then he was lifting her, carrying her to the bed, both of them almost naked.
But not quite.
Before she could point that out, he was kissing her, and she’d wrapped her hands around his neck because she couldn’t get enough of him. He made her feel good. Wanted. Real.
After so much heartbreak, this was what she needed.
His mouth trailed down her chest, kissing her nipples until she was arching her back with pleasure. Then he slid further down the bed, his fingers strong against her thighs. He parted them and slid her panties down.
And now she was naked and his face was about two inches fromthere.
“Also beautiful.”
“Shut up. I should have shaved.”
And ugh, now she was embarrassed.
He looked up at her, his gaze penetrating hers. “Don’t change a thing. You’re perfect.” And as if to drive the point home, he dipped his head and pressed his lips against her in a barely there kiss.
And then he did it again. Harder and longer this time. A long sweep of his tongue made her toes curl and her eyes roll up. She was right about him. This man knew what he was doing. Damn, he even looked like he was enjoying it.
God knew she was.
Her head fell back as he continued his onslaught, her whole body tensing and releasing, pleasure warming through her. Then he slid a finger inside of her and sucked at the same time.
Nobody had done that to her before. Why hadn’t they? Because it felt like she was riding on a wave high above the bed. Then he curled his fingers, and it was explosive. Like dynamite exploding in her body.
“Irish!” she cried out. He didn’t respond, just kept teasing her with his tongue and fingers until she was on the edge, her breath short, her body flushed, and still he continued his onslaught.
“I’m going to…” she told him, because her ex used to hate her coming on his face. But Irish didn’t move. Didn’t stop.
He just. Kept. Licking.
Pleasure exploded inside of her, making her back arch and her mouth fall open with a long, aching cry. Her legs clamped around his face, but he didn’t try to fight it. Just kept licking and touching her until she came down from the edge.
His lips glistened with her when he finally lifted his head. His eyes were dark. As needy as hers.
“You okay?” he rasped.
“More than okay,” she told him, breathless. “Now get inside of me.”
“Shit.”
“What?” She frowned.
