Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
“Smells delicious.”
“It still needs to cook another hour for the meat to be tender, and the bread’s not done either.”
I’d made enough food so Lorcan could have his fill too. I didn’t want him to grow suspicious. And maybe a full belly would make him more approachable.
“Do I get a welcome home kiss?” Lorcan murmured beside my ear. His low voice and the subtle scent of gunpowder and manly sweat spoke to the visceral part of me I hadn’t know existed before Lorcan. I pushed onto my tiptoes and pressed a quick kiss to his lips then leaned back against the counter. My eyes were drawn to the way his wifebeater hugged his muscled chest, and how the worn leather belt accentuated his narrow hips. Lorcan’s body called to me. He ran a finger down my throat to my neckline until he reached the first button of my loose blouse. He popped it open then another and pushed the fabric down my left shoulder, revealing my white bralette. The outline of my nipples was visible through the thin cotton and he cupped a nipple between his forefinger and thumb and began to tug.
“Is the stew for me?”
“Of course, it is.”
“Seamus told me you met Mairead today and it so happens that she loves her stew with lamb neck.”
“You’re right. I cooked a huge portion so I could bring some food to an old Irish lady. I thought this would be a good way to get the community’s approval.”
Lorcan chuckled and squeezed my nipple a bit harder, making me suck in a quick breath. My core clenched. I was already soaked, as if muscle memory worked down there too.
“Good girl.”
I breathed slowly in an attempt to control my body’s reaction. But when I glanced down at Lorcan’s body and saw the huge bulge in his pants, my need became a torrent. The part of me that Lorcan had awakened, that wild, lusty thing, wanted to get down on her knees, free his erection, and take him deep into my mouth. Maybe this time I’d control Lorcan with my hands and tongue and would make him a slave to his need.
One corner of Lorcan’s mouth tipped up. He didn’t stop teasing my nipple as he used his left hand to open his pants. It took him a bit to pull out his thick shaft. It bounced between us, and my core tightened with a need I despised. I still hadn’t gotten over my initial shock at how big he was.
“Come on,” Lorcan urged in a low, soft voice.
I knew what he wanted. I knew what I wanted.
“Do I need to give you orders again?” Lorcan rumbled. Despite the excited jolt my insides did at the prospect of becoming Lorcan’s lusty puppet, I knew I was on the edge of a precipice that would set the tone of our marriage. While I liked Lorcan to be in control, he needed to know that I could be at his equal, that I was someone he could rely on. I wanted him to believe the latter, even if it wasn’t true.
I gripped the base of his shaft in one hand and tugged at his wifebeater with the other. “I need you naked.”
One dark eyebrow rose in question but the eager glint in his eyes told me I was on the right path. This was a quid pro quo.
Lorcan grasped the neck of his wifebeater and tore it open, until the fabric shreds fluttered down to the floor.
I let out a stunned laugh. “I thought you didn’t like wasting money. Ripping apart your clothes is the epitome of wastefulness.”
“I need you to put my cock in your cheeky mouth.”
I put my palms against his broad chest, and sank my teeth into my lower lip. He was hot and felt so strong. This man could have been designed based on my darkest fantasies, minus his murderous tendencies.
Raking my fingers down his chest, sixpack and even pubic bone, I enjoyed his hiss when I grazed his cock with my nails.
I sank down on my knees, curled my hand around his base, and sucked Lorcan’s cock into my mouth. I relaxed my jaw as he’d instructed and managed to take a little more than half of him into my mouth.
“Quick learner and eager student, both qualities I appreciate.”
Lorcan held my hair as I established a slow, sloppy rhythm. Soon, my body was brimming with need, but I didn’t stop. I wanted to show Lorcan that I could control my body and his. Of course, he wouldn’t have it. He gripped my throat and slowly pulled his erection out of my mouth. “It’s time to stop.”
He released my throat and gripped my waist, lifting me off the ground and onto the counter. With a careless swipe, the knives, a spoon and a cutting board crashed to the ground.