Page 26 of Sweet Ruin


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“Oh, I’m going with you,” I assure her. I grin down at her and start to remove her clothing. “I’ve never seen the Pacific Ocean,” I confess, and my woman’s eyes soften.

“We’ll make it a vacation. Just for us,” she promises and starts to pull and tug at my t-shirt and sweatpants.

I take a moment to savor the feel of our bodies pressed together once I’m naked. The tip of my cock teases up and down the seam of her pussy, making her wiggle her hips in anticipation and the hope I’ll fill her up. But not yet.

“When we come back to Boston, you’ll move in here with me,” I don’t ask because it’s not a question.

Saoirse’s hands come up and she cups my jaw, her eyes searching mine. I hope she finds what she’s looking for.

There’s a hopeful note in her voice, but she’s tempering it, “Are you sure?”

“You belong here, with me. If you don’t like the place, we can find a new one. I just want us together. My actions already cost us too much time and I don’t want to do it anymore. I couldn’t bear it,” I confess.

“I’ll move in with you,” she whispers.

I want to shout from the rooftops as joy fills me. She’s going to move in with me. She’s mine.

The head of my cock notches at her entrance and I start to sink into her warm, tight heat slowly. I want to savor the feeling. I swear it gets better every single fucking time.

Saoirse moans and arches her back, pressing her hard nipples into my chest as I cage her in on the couch. My thrusts are slow and lazy at first as we stare into each other’s eyes. I can see the future playing out in her blue depths.

The happiness.

The fights where fire blazes in her eyes.

The making up.

The highs.

The lows.

The life.

It’s everything I’ve wanted but was too afraid to let myself hope for it. Now she’s right here, underneath me and giving me the world. She has no idea how much she means to me. But I’ll show her. Every day.

“Mo bhanphrionsa,” I groan, my control snapping as I start to thrust into her harder and faster.

Our pleasure builds, feeding off each other and coiling through our bodies. It’s almost a living and breathing thing between us, a monster of our own making, one we feed lovingly and with purpose. One we need to survive. It tears its claws through us, marking us.

When I kiss her, it’s at odds with the brutal thrusts I can no longer contain or control. Our lips are soft and sweet, as she clings to me, her nails digging into my skin and encouraging me. We are our differences just as much as we are our similarities.

I revel in the way she feels underneath me, but I know her strength. I know her soul.

“I’m yours,” she whimpers against my lips, and it does me in.

“Fuck,” I grit out through my teeth, “your sweet cunt is milking my dick, Saoirse.”

I try and hold off, but it’s impossible. Her body is begging for my cum. Who am I to refuse her?

Being with her is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Meeting Declan changed the course of my life for the better, but Saoirse? She is the light which will always guide me home and she will wash away my sins. There is retribution in her touch and love in her eyes.

I know how fucking lucky I am. I vow to never squander the gift she has given me.

“I’m yours,” I whisper, knowing it’s the truth with every ruined and rebuilt piece of my heart and soul.

EPILOGUE

TWO WEEKS LATER

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