Page 61 of Sins of Innocence

The sound that comes out of him is pure sexual hunger and I smile, knowing that's because of me. Because he got turned on touching me.

He thinks my tatas are pretty. No, gorgeous.

Warmth that has nothing to do with the two orgasms and everything to do with being appreciated for the woman I am, not the woman I could be, unfurls inside me.

"The girls probably shouldn't catch me on your lap, first thing in the morning." But I don't move, do I? Except to lay my hand over his against my belly.

This kind of affection is as new to me as the two stupendous orgasms.

Kieran offers me my latte. "Why not?"

"Because…" My voice trails off as no reason that's pertinent in this situation comes to me.

This isn't me having a boyfriend over and unsure if he's going to stay in our lives. This isn't springing a new man in my life on them. That happened yesterday.

This is the man I intend to marry, for good or ill. The girls seeing overt affection between us will validate our claim that we've been in a secret relationship for a while.

Mom too.

She knows I'd never get this comfortable in front of them with a man I wasn't already committed to. I'd never sit in the lap of a practical stranger.

Even if, apparently, I would do that exact thing. Because that's what I'm doing.

Deciding there's no reason not to be caught on his lap and a good one to be caught here, I accept my latte and let myself enjoy the moment.

"Áine," Kieran prompts.

"What?"

"Because…" he says leadingly.

"There isn't a good reason." Looking longingly at the remaining pastries, I sip my latte.

It's a little too close to room temperature for my liking now, but still good enough to finish.

Kieran nuzzles the side of my head. "You smell good."

"Like coffee?" I tease.

"Like sex."

I take a deep sniff. He's right! I can smell my own arousal and cum.

"Holy cow! I need a shower." I leap off of his lap.

It's one thing to be caught snuggling with my soon-to-be-husband and a whole other thing to be caught smelling like sex.

"Sounds like Neeve's done in there."

Seriously? "You're part vampire, right? That's how you can hear as well as a bat."

"No vampire, but I don't mind showing you my sucking skills again."

That was a lot of words. And a joke. His dark eyes twinkle even if his mouth is set in its usual stoic line.

"I think that's supposed to be my line." My teasing is getting less awkward and moving toward sexy.

At least I hope it is.