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“I wouldn’t waste your time with her,” he mutters, voice bitter. “Boring as hell in bed. All she does is work and nap. Or cry about her dead dad.”
Oh you fucked up
“You just don’t know when to shut the fuck up, do you?” The asshole grins. “What are you gonna do about it, you Irish prick?” I laugh. Low. Dark.
“You’re only across the pond from me. You know what my kind are capable of. I’d pick your next words wisely. Or you’ll end up in the same state the last Brit that fought me did.”
“I caved his face in, and he left in a body bag, just in case you’re wondering,” I whisper so only he can hear.
“Is that how you speak to women? Huh?
Have some fucking respect.”
“Come near her again, I’ll fucking kill you.”
“Okay. How about, and you can tell me to fuck off, you let me call Finn and explain. Get you the night off work. We sit and watch movies, drink coffee, or whatever sickly sweet stuff you like. And then I’ll stay on the couch until Finn collects me in the morning. We can also go get your car too.”
I don’t know why I care this much. Why is it sticking to my ribs?
“I’m a naughty boy, Hallie. I can’t help it.”
“Trouble, I’ve had twenty-nine years of winding my brother up. I’ll take the rap for this one. He won’t think anything of it, I promise. Trust me, it’s a skill of mine.”
I’ve been your lucky charm tonight,
“And you’re a damn good kisser.
I was about to take you upstairs. I lost my brain there for a bit.” My eyes widen. My skin burns.
“I wouldn’t have stopped you.” I say it steadily. Confidentially. His head snaps up. And I swear, my lungs stop working. Feral. That’s the only word for the way he looks at me.
“What do you want from me, Hallie?” he asks, voice lowered to something dangerous and divine. I squeeze my thighs together.
I cradle her face, one hand on each side. My thumbs stroke along her temples, slow. Gentle. She doesn’t flinch. That’s a win. This girl is sending me fucking crazy in the best way, and she needs to know what she does to me.
“Come back to me, trouble. Fuck what Ben said. Fuck anyone who has ever made you doubt yourself. They ain’t worth it. You are so much more than they could ever be. You, Hallie, are a badass. You’re funny. You have impeccable taste in cars. You’re kind and caring. You are drop-dead fucking gorgeous. You made me hard while sticking a needle in my leg. You made me hard when you giggled. Do you need me to continue the list? Or can I just fuckin' kiss you now, for real this time?”
“Or do you want me to be a good boy and get down on my knees and beg for you?”
So while it makes me hard as hell knowing you don’t do this often, I wouldn’t have given a shit either way. I just want you.” And I mean it.
She shifts on her feet. That pout is pure sin.
“Get on those knees then, beastie.” Fuck. My heart damn near breaks through my ribs.
When her fingers run through my hair, my breath catches. But when she yanks my head back and spits that whiskey into my mouth— Holy. Fucking. Shit. The burn of the whiskey hits, but it’s nothing compared to her. “Kiss. Me. Please,” I beg.
The red lace underneath makes my cock throb. She tosses the shirt aside, and I can’t look away. “I wanna run my tongue along them,”
“Maybe I’ll let you.” “Stand up and take your clothes off,” she orders. I don’t hesitate.
“All of it.” I kick them off, and my dick springs free. Hard. Throbbing all for her. “You going to return the favor, trouble?” “Holy fuck,”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” “Strip for me, darlin’. I’ve shown you mine, you show me yours.”
“Stunning. Be a good girl for me and turn around. Let me see.” She spins. And I almost lose it. “Bend over the counter.”
“I’ve not touched you yet, and you’re panting. How wet are you for me, Hallie?” “Soaked, Conan. I think you need a taste, don’t you?”
Sliding her panties down slowly, I tear them clean off and kiss up her thigh, savoring the heat radiating from her. “I bet you taste sweet.”
I spread her with my fingers and lick her once. Long. Deep. She moans; it’s shaky and beautiful.
This time, my tongue plunges inside while my finger circles her clit. My other hand anchors her hips, grounding her to me. “Conan.” Her hips roll, chasing my mouth like she needs it to breathe. I want her scr...
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Her taste is everything. I need more. “Come for me, trouble.” My cock aches, but I don’t stop. I won’t stop. Not until I feel her fall apart beneath my hands.
I want to see her. I want to watch her break.
"I wanna see your pretty face when you come, baby."
I clamp my thighs around his hips, breathless. "Fuck, I’m struggling not to ruin you, Hallie."
His other hand dips between my thighs, circles my clit, and then drives two fingers into me. My mouth drops open. A helpless sound escapes. "Am I being a good boy for you? Huh? Making you come?"
"Y-yes."
lift one leg, my foot landing on the counter, spreading wider for him. "Oh, you want me deeper, do you? My filthy girl."
"Is this what you need?" His fingers move faster, harder, making my head spin. "Such a good fucking girl, baby. I can’t wait to have my dick in this tight pussy."
"I’m so close," I whisper, my voice wrecked. "I know. I can feel it."
"So beautiful when you come for me,"
He pulls his fingers from me and presses them to my mouth. "Now it’s time for you to taste what I do to you."
"Dirty girl."
It’s massive. Like, jaw-droppingly, medically concerningly huge. And I’ve never been with a man this size. He is a beast. And for the first time tonight, I’m scared. I close my eyes. I may have bitten off more than I can chew. Because if that’s what his fingers can do—what the hell happens when he fucks me? Is death by orgasm a thing? Shit. I’m a nurse. I should know these things.
Bhahahaha
"You want to get on your knees and let me fuck your face. Am I close?"
"Close enough. I was also thinking about how I want to hear you moan for me." His eyes go wide. My cheeks flush. "Oh, I’m sure that mouth of yours will get you exactly what you need. I have one rule, though."
"You get yourself off while you suck my dick. I want to hear you too. That’ll be enough to make me come so hard down your throat."
"And Hallie," he growls, "I’m going to fuck your face. Roughly. Brutally. Primal style. I want your tears and cries. You good with that?"
