She’s so fucking beautiful. I’m going to take my time with her. Make her come at least twice before I get inside her, because when I do, it could be a different story. It’s been too long.
I push the sheer material upwards and drop my mouth to her stomach, licking a trail of soft skin to the waistband of her jeans. My fingers slide upwards to play with her nipples, and she exhales a breathy moan.
‘I hope you know what you’re letting yourself in for, Ava.’ I pinch her nipples and roll them between my fingers, popping off the button of her jeans with my teeth.
‘I’m beginning to get the gist of it …’ She pants.
Just when I think nothing in the world would stop me a tiny voice calls from upstairs, ‘Dad …’
ChapterFifteen
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Cillian darts back as I bolt upwards, tugging my shirt back into position.
‘I’ll be up in a second, sweetheart,’ he calls in a completely un-Cillian-like singsong voice, lifting me off the island and placing me gently back onto my feet.
Blowing out a heavy breath, he rakes a hand through his hair and shakes his head. ‘I’m so sorry.’
‘Don’t be. Go up to her. Please.’ I tuck my shirt back into my jeans and attempt to steady my hammering heart.
‘She never normally wakes. She’s unsettled with Teagan coming and going …’ His eyes linger on my lips as he adjusts his bulging trousers. My mouth practically waters wondering what he’s got in there.
‘You don’t have to explain yourself. She’s your daughter, for Christ’s sake. She comes first.’
He rolls his lips into a wry expression. ‘And I was so determinedyouwould come first tonight. At least twice.’
‘Another night.’ I grab my jacket and follow him out to the hallway.
His huge hand catches mine sending tingles all the way to my toes. ‘Stay. Finish your wine. I won’t be too long.’
‘No. It doesn’t feel right.’ I’m buying time.
Even though I want this, even though it’s all my idea, I didn't expect to go all the way tonight. And if I stay, that’s what will happen. ‘We’ll continue this on Wednesday.’
‘You’re damn right we will. I’ll book that suite at The Shelbourne for us.’
‘Perfect.’ My fingers brush over my swollen lips. ‘Promise you won’t freak out between now and then and change your mind?’
‘Only if you promise you won’t.’ His steely grey eyes bore into mine with an unwavering intensity.
‘No strings sex, with my fake boyfriend. Sign. Me. Up.’ I head towards the front door and blow him a kiss over my shoulder. As my hand finds the chrome door handle, his hand lands on top of it. He tugs me back round until my chest crashes into his.
He lands another lingering kiss on my mouth, raking his fingers through my mussed-up hair. My pulse pounds in my head, desire making me dizzier than any drink could.
‘Dad …’ That little voice calls from upstairs again and it’s so cute I can’t even begrudge the interruption.
‘Coming!’ He exhales a wistful sigh and whispers, ‘Cock-blocker.’
I fist my mouth to stop the laughter exploding out.
‘I’ll call you tomorrow.’ He promises, opening the door for me.
‘I’ll look forward to it.’ The damp drizzle has nothing on my lady parts. I’ve barely scratched the surface of the beast, but Cillian Callaghan is going to be a total animal in bed. And Wednesday can’t come quick enough.
The traffic’s quiet. Fifteen minutes later, I’m back at my apartment block.
Giles arches a wispy white eyebrow. ‘That was quick.’
