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The side of his mouth lifts up into a half smile that practically makes me drool and swoon at the same time. “You’ve opened up the floodgates, Summerbell. I didn’t know sex could be so perfect.”
“Only with the one you love.”
“Love.” He narrows his eyes. “Do you love me, Summer?”
“Yes. Do you love me?”
“Does love mean that I want my dick inside you every second of every day? Does it mean that I can’t bear to be without you? Does it mean that if I lost you, I would die?”
Pressing my lips together, I nod slowly. “I hope so because that’s how I feel about you and Ciarán.”
“Then I love you, Summer. No one will ever hurt you again. I promise on my life I will protect you.” He stoops to kiss me softly at first, but then more intensely. His hands skate down my sides and he fumbles with the zipper on my smart, black pants.
“Thal,” I pant when he pushes them down.
He slips his finger past my panty line and brushes them gently over my clit. “Who do you belong to?”
“You,” I say breathlessly.
He inserts a finger into my pussy and starts moving it in and out gently. “Are you going to come?”
“Fuck, yes!”
“Yeah?” His eyes glide up to meet mine. “Come on my fingers, Summerbell, so I can lick it off and have the taste of you on my tongue.”
Sliding another finger in, he thrusts his hand, fucking me with such vigor that my knees buckle.
“Come, baby,” Thal commands. “Come on my fingers. Are you close, Summerbell?”
“Yes,” I gasp, ready to come all over his hand.
He removes his fingers and inserts them into his mouth, swirling his tongue over them as I cry out in frustration at being edged so cruelly. The look on his face is wicked, and even though I didn’t think it was possible, he heightens my arousal with one word, “Foreplay.”
30
SUMMER
“I’m not sure about this,” Thal says, glaring up at the coffee shop as if he expects it to blow up.
Shit. Why did I have to go and think that?
My dad has made me paranoid. Knowing that there are people actively working to bring down the entire Manchester mafia, of which there are many sectors, has me on edge. The Gannons don’t seem to give much of a fuck, but I guess it’s expected, and it’s why they don’t trust anyone except each other.
And me.
“I’ll be with Ruby.”
“And that is theonlyreason why I’m allowing this,” Thal grits out. “We will be waiting here, watching everything. You fart, we’re gonna know about it.”
“Eww.” I scrunch up my nose. “No one had better fucking fart while I’m having my coffee and cake.”
“What does she really want?” Ciarán asks, also glaring at the coffee shop like it kicked his puppy.
Shrugging, I gather my bag. “Who knows? She said she wanted some girl time.”
“I don’t like this.”
“She seems nice.”
