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“The Jameson is, too.” My cheek twitches from a stab of pain.
His eyes stray that way. “What happened to your face?”
“You just shoved me against the wall.”
Everything about him changes, seeing what feels like a scratch on my cheek. “I’ll take care of you when I get you home.”
“You don’t have to take me home.”
“I am taking you home.” The authoritative tone strikes a nerve and heat coils low in my belly.
A black sedan pulls up and with his arm around my waist, Eoghan leads me to the car. He opens the door and with impressive finesse, lowers me inside, cupping my head so I don’t bang it.
“Do not move.” He closes the door and gets in on the other side.
He’s so damn big, even though this is a full-size Mercedes, his tree-trunk thighs brush against mine.
“Is this your car?” I ask.
“No, I don’t think it’s wise that my car is seen parked at your building.”
My blood runs cold when, without asking me, he tells the driver my condo’s address. Then he leans toward my ear to whisper, “Unit 707, correct?”
“How… How do you know my address?”
“I know everything, Jillian Diamond.” His fingers cup my chin and his eyes settle on my mouth. “I’m willing to forgive you for trying to put my brother in jail.”
“In exchange for what?”
“Let me fuck you.” His blazing look of lust has my thighs clenching.
Every cell explodes with need. My hormones are out of control because I’ve never actually had sex. Dating is difficult when you’re a thirty-year-old virgin, and men in Sin City want experience.
“I could charge you with extortion,” I mutter.
“You thinking you could beat me in court has my cock dripping with precum to take you so hard, you’ll see stars.” He scoops up my hand and presses it on his groin. “Go ahead, love. Squeeze.”
Good fricking Lord, the size of that thing…
“I would have beaten you in court today.” I close my fingers around his length, tightening my grip on it the way I read in the romance novels I devour for my book club. “If it was a fair fight.”
“Fuuuck, yeah.” He gives a throaty groan. “I’m so bringing you home to fuck you all night. Get it out of my system before I go insane.”
“I don’t think this will fit inside me.” My clit throbs as I fight the mental image of being on my back, legs spread for him.
“It will fit. I’ll get you so wet with my mouth, my cock will slide right in. All ten inches.”
My eyes flutter, and I wonder if I’m so drunk that I’m imagining this conversation.
I’m drunk!
“You know I’m three sheets, right?”
“Aye,” he says all gravelly and pleased with himself.
“And you’ll take advantage of me?”
“When we get into your apartment, I’ll put my face between your legs and find out if you’re sober enough to consent to me.”
