“I like you too,” she says softly.
“No,” I say on a deep sigh. “I’m falling for you, Maggie Welch.” Her eyes widen, a little gasp coming from her lips. “And I know that’s a lot right now, that this is new, but I’ve been waiting for you my whole life, and I won’t keep these feelings locked in.”
“Don’t,” is all she says, her gaze burning into mine. “Don’t keep anything locked in. I want to know it all.”
I bring her in closer, my whole body aflame for this woman. I go to slant my lips over hers, but Sadie sighs. “So, I can send the invoice to your email address on your website?”
“Yes,” I say, holding Maggie’s gaze. “Or just send me the donation link, and I’ll deposit ten grand.”
Maggie’s eyes widen. “That’s too much.”
“I’d buy the whole fucking program for the school, Maggie, as long as your lips belong to me.”
“Great. I’ll send the link,” Sadie says, but I’m not truly listening to her.
I’m lost in Maggie’s gaze.
Maggie leans into me, her lips brushing against mine. “They’re yours.”
I glide my nose along hers, breathing in her air as I exhale. “Be mine, Maggie Welch.”
“I already am.”
fourteen
. . .
Maggie
It’s becomingmy favorite thing ever to have a trail of clothes from the front door to the bedroom.
I don’t know why; it’s just clothes. But knowing that Dermot wants me so badly he has to undress me before we get to the bedroom is a major turn-on for me.
My ass is nestled against his thighs as he walks me to the bedroom, his mouth on my neck, sucking and nibbling as he tries to touch me everywhere. My head falls back into his shoulder when he traces the seam of my pussy with his finger. We didn’t even skate. I didn’t want to share him with anyone after his confession, and he didn’t complain when I asked him to take me back home.
Home.
Us together.
He shuts the door behind him, much to Kip’s dismay, before guiding me to the bed. “We can’t keep locking Kip out,” I say on a moan when he finds my clit.
“He’s too young to see me eating you from behind,” he mutters against my neck. “You’re entirely too wet for me not to devour.”
I don’t even get to say anything before he bends me over, my face hitting the comforter. He runs his hand down my spine, then circles one of my ass cheeks before kissing the other. “I love your body,” he says against the curve of my hip. “You’re fucking stunning, pretty girl.”
I’m breathing hard, my body vibrating, as he pushes my shoulders down a bit so my back arches and my ass is up in the air for him.
“Dermot,” I moan, and he runs his tongue down the crack of my ass.
“I got you, baby,” he says against my heated skin before he kisses down the back of one of my thighs and then the other. I can’t see him, but I can feel him. He slowly lowers to his knees, and he spreads my thighs open before running his tongue from my clit to my entrance in one swoop.
A moan escapes me, but it turns into a strangled gasp when he inserts two large fingers into me. I cry out his name, and he chuckles against my wet flesh. “That’s my good girl. Your pussy sucking my fingers inside you is so damn hot. Give me all those sounds.”
Before I can even comprehend his words, his tongue finds my clit with eagerness. He swirls it around the nub and then sucks on me as he molds my ass with one hand and the other fucks me slowly but deeply. He makes a come-here motion inside me with his fingers that has my legs shaking and my voice hoarse as I moan for him. His grunts and moans are almost as good as the work his tongue is doing to me. It’s all too much, but then he French-kisses my entrance, sucking and licking me like I’m a yogurt cup and he needs the last little bit at the bottom.
And I come.
Hard.
