Page 94 of His Ruthless Queen


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“He’s had you worried sick, then he comes home and scratches you. He’s lucky I wasn’t the one bathing him. I’d have waterboarded the fuck out of him,” he deadpans.

“Still.” I giggle, pressing a kiss to Scotty’s cheek. Then, I lean down and kiss the top of Frog’s head.

Scotty wraps him in a tea towel, and my chin rests on his shoulder as he tucks him in like a burrito.

“We’re all home, baby,” I whisper, pressing a kiss to his neck.

“Go toss a blanket in the dryer so he has something warm to lay in. I’ll blow dry him and get him food.” He presses a kiss to my lips before disappearing upstairs.

I head for the basket in the living room, picking out a soft gray fleece, then head into the mudroom. My heart skips a beat as I toss it into the dryer, and my face hurts from smiling. My family is whole again, and I don’t think anything could be better than this giddy feeling that’s making me light as air.

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Saoirse:What are you doing?

Scotty:Building your new bookshelf.

I snap a selfie of the workbench I set up in Saoirse’s garage. I’m covered in sawdust, but still, I send her a photo with a wide grin plastered on my face and my thumb jutting up in encouragement. I haven’t worn a suit in three weeks. Haven’t been called to do a dirty job for the Mafia, or ordered by a Murphy sibling other than the fiery redhead that shares a bed with me. It’s been peaceful.

That’s a word I didn’t think I’d ever use to describe my life.

Saoirse:Hot.

Saoirse:Come up here. I miss you.

Scotty:LOL. Your shelves are bursting at the seams. Let me finish this up.

Saoirse:I wish I was bursting at the seams right now.

I drop my phone, then reach for a cup of water before my phone pings again, ignoring her weird sexual innuendo.

Saoirse:Fine, I’ll be more forward. Jameson Scott, I want you to come sit under my desk and make-out with my clit while I finish up these emails.

I toss everything in my hands, then sprint up the steps, taking them two at a time. Yet, I’m still not moving fast enough to get to the meal waiting for me.

The second my feet hit the top step, I book it to the office space at the end of the hallway. My hand hits the doorknob, twisting it and shoving the door open.

Saoirse’s on the phone, a pair of reading glasses nestled on the top of her head, and a pen dangling from her teeth.

She glances up from her computer, smiling at me, and pushes back on the seat. Her legs open, revealing her bare pussy. I groan when her finger drops the glasses to settle over her beautiful eyes.

No fucking panties, the evil temptress.

My cock twitches against the fabric of my jeans. He’s ready to play, and I don’t blame him. Not when Saoirse looks like the epitome of every man’s office fantasy. Her hair all tousled in a bun above her head, square glasses planted on her face.

She doesn’t even need glasses, save for the blue light ones to prevent her from getting headaches, but there’s something about a sexy librarian ordering me to eat her out under the desk. I’ve dreamt about this exact thing since I saw too much cleavage on my middle school librarian.

“Yes, send over the final contract. I’ll get back to you next week with any changes,” Saoirse says over the phone. She wags her finger at me, beckoning to me.

I hurry to the edge of her desk, dropping to my knees, ready to taste my queen. My hand grips her ankle, and I press a kiss to the inside before trailing my lips up her decadent legs.

“Sounds good,” she says, a breathy sigh escaping her mouth when mine meets the apex of her thighs. “Yes, I’ll see her tomorrow. Okay, Vaska. Bye, bye now.”

She drops the landline into its spot on her desk, her fingers dragging through my hair. My tongue darts out, brushing lightly against her core, tasting the sweetness of her arousal. She’s wet for me, and I’ve done nothing but kiss her legs.

My nose rubs against her cunt, inhaling the musky scent of arousal that’s mixed with her smoky vanilla. I don’t care that I’m on my knees for her. Don’t care that she commanded me, I’d do anything she wants.

I swipe my tongue through her folds, from the slit of her opening up to her clit, then down again.

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