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Arnie chuckles beneath me.
“You asshole!” I stammer, hitting him in the chest.
But Arnie catches my hands in his. “I told you I’d protect you. Why are you still so jumpy?”
“Because I don’t trust you,” I say defiantly, lowering my bare chest down to his.
“Hmm…” Arnie toys with my bottom lip with his teeth. “Do you trust me to make you come again?”
His hands dig into my ass, pushing me closer. I can feel the hardness of his cock pressing into my stomach tantalizingly.
“I trust you to fuck me until I scream.”
Arnie pushes me away immediately, allowing me to sit up properly. But his hands never leave my skin, clawing and grabbing at me as I position myself over him.
There’s nothing but pure lust on his face as he looks up at me. His usual controlled pragmatism is lost in the chaos of his desire.
I lower myself onto his thickening cock, moaning loud as he fills me to the brim.
“Fuck, Roisin. You’re so tight,” Arnie gasps.
But I barely hear him. The feeling of him inside me sets my entire body alight, begging me for friction.
So I ride him, chasing my pleasure and the soft grunts he makes when I take him whole. The sound of our slapping skin fills the room as I bounce over and over.
I’m unaware of his creeping thumb until it’s circling my clit once more, surprising a shriek out of me.
I move harder, quicker. Suddenly, the friction isn’t enough. I need more. More of him. I need to be closer.
I lower myself to him, frantically searching for his mouth.
But he finds me first. Capturing my lips with his.
Our tongues wrestle as our bodies move in synchronization. His thumb plays with me expertly, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.
I tear myself from his lips, throwing my head back in ecstasy as we slam into each other, unsure where my body ends and his begins.
His cock twitches inside of me and it becomes my undoing.
I scream his name as we come together.
And for a moment, there is nothing. No mafia, no mob. No Connor or Aimee or Jack Duffy.
There’s just the two of us sharing gasping breaths, aching bodies, and a ragged, broken heartbeat.
Chapter Seventeen
Arnie
The tap continues running as I lean against the sink. The fluorescents of the garage light flicker unreliably. It’s barely a bathroom, more of a cupboard with a toilet in it. But I needed to give myself some space.
I broke two rules tonight.
Firstly, I shouldn’t have slept with Roisin again. Things between us are already complicated enough as it is. This just adds another layer of headache. I’m already lying to Connor about the nature of our relationship, but if Padraic knows we’re an item, there’s no way he won’t use Roisin to get to me… or, more likely, me to get to Roisin. Which puts a target on my back.
It’s inconvenient, but it’s not like I’ve never cut off a few loose ends to get out of a tough spot.
Except. Roisin looks a little too good riding my cock. I find myself playing her games to earn myself a smile, and I have this horrible feeling in my chest whenever she’s distressed. Like I need tosolveher problems for her.
