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“I’m coming,” I grunt. “Swallow me down. Milk me, baby. Fuck, that’s good.”
I don’t know how, but moments later, I’m hard again, and when I shift her to her hands and knees, I enter her from behind in one slick thrust.
Right on the fucking floor.
She’s so wet, my cock sinks deeply into her cunt.
We go at it until she’s moaning, like she can’t take it. Can’t take being quiet. I feel her contracting around my cock.
Nothing’s ever felt like this as I let myself come again.
After holding her from behind for a few moments, I pull her into my bed, my heart heavy and my mind on overload.
“Give me a chance to prove that we can…” My throat goes tight. “That we can have something real. You and me.” I stroke her face and kiss her, loving how she opens for me with passion. Yes, she wants this, too. “I want you to be my…”
“Your what? Your girlfriend?”
I’m thinking wife, but I need to formally end my marriage before I can marry her.
“To start, until I untangle my other relationship. What I feel for you blows away anything I’ve ever felt for anyone.” I kiss her forehead. “I want you to live here and for us to be a family.”
Marrying Ginnifer was expected of me. Ana is who I want, because I’m willing to put so much at risk to get it.
To get her.
Ana smiles against my chest while we just hold each other in my bed, her stomach pressed against mine.
It feels so damn good.
“But why me? I’m the last person who should be in your bed.”
“Contradicting that statement, if I may. I’m not playing a game with you. You’re not someone I have to tell crazy lies to about my family. While your father finding out what my brother did terrifies me, you understand we can’t trust outsiders. That draws me to you. That makes you perfect for me. More can grow later. But we have to stick together right now. You want to keep your baby out of the hands of your father. And I want your father to not kill my brothers. I can keep you safe, if you’re here. Under my roof. Do you think you can just trust some stranger in Grand Cayman?”
Her eyes shift, like she knows I’m right. Her plan to run away to the Caribbean was a terrible idea.
When she doesn’t look convinced, I add, “Sophie needs a mother.”
“That’s sneaky, Darragh. Make me fall in love with your daughter, and then I’ll feel more guilty taking her brother away.”
“That’s my point. There is nowhere else for you to go that is better than right here.” I close my fingers around her throat and love the way it vibrates when she releases those little groans. “I’ll give you whatever you want. Stay with me. We’ll raise the baby together. With Sophie. Give us a chance.”
Catching her breath, she says, “And can you just raise your brother’s baby like it’s your own, without a single hesitation?”
“I already told you, this baby is technically mine. And…” I grip her chin. “This baby is yours.”
“But everything I do here is with a fake name. That means at any time you can—” Horror fills her eyes.
“I’ve thought long and hard about this, and I’ve decided that we have to come clean to your father. If Eoghan and Balor get your trust fund, your father will notice it’s gone. That will bring him to the table. You’ll have to confess you weren’t kidnapped. But I will protect you from him.”
“What do I say about Cormac?”
I stare at the ceiling, processing irrational anger of how she’s willing to protect my brother from what he did. And horrified, I didn’t make that part of my condition.
“I just ask that you say anything that will prevent your father from hunting down my brother for the rest of his life.”
She strokes my chest, making little circles around my nipples. Her cheeks twitch as she thinks about my request.
“I’ll say whatever you want me to say,” she finally answers on a breathy exhale. “My brothers died, and it destroyed my mother. She wasn’t the same. Then she killed herself. I won’t do that to your mother.”
