Page 7 of Lucky Girl

“You’re right. I want you to take me to bed,” she says kissing me again.

“Your wish is my command,” I say lifting her in my arms. Her legs wrap around my waist and my hands cradle her ass.

Setting her down on her feet at the foot of the bed, I strip her naked, slowly before shedding my own clothes quicker than I ever have before.

I worship her body with my hands and tongue before finally sliding into her. I fuck into her over and over until she screams my name. I feel her pussy clench around me and then I come inside of her.

I pull out of her and move to lie beside her when I hear the elevator ding.

“Are you expecting someone?” she asks.

“No. My family thinks I’m out of town.” I say, getting out of bed and pulling my pants back on.

“Family?” she asks, nervously. I told her all about my parents, brother, and sister, but hearing about them and meeting them for the first time is quite different.

“Yeah, no one else would come up here.” She gets out of bed and pulls her pants and t-shirt back on. Hand in hand, we walk out into the living room.

“Flynn?” I say, surprised to see my thirty-year-old brother making out with some girl on my fucking couch.

“Woah, Eamon. You’re home.” What the fuck? Has he been using my place as a fuck pad? I’ll kill him.

“Yes. It’s my home,” I remind him.

“Right. Right. Bro, this is Dorothy,” he says, gesturing to the girl beside him. If this were two hundred years ago, he’d be known as a rake, through and through. A loveable rake, but a rake.

“Nice to meet you.”

“Who is this?” he asks, gesturing to Fee.

“This is Fiadh. My wife.”

“Your wife?”

“Yes, I got married a few days ago,” I tell him.

“You? Mr. Straight Edge?”

“Yes,” I say, rolling my eyes.

“Mom’s going to kick your ass, you know that right?”

“I do. I think you were just leaving.”

“Right. Congrats, brother, really. Welcome to the family; I am sorry, Fiona, was it?”

“No. Fiadh, but…” she says.

“Feezy it is,” he says, giving her a wink and finger guns. What an ass.

“Okay. Feezy,” she says, giggling.

“We’re going. Call mom. I won’t say anything until you do.”

“Thank you, Flynn,” I say. He and Dorothy leave, leaving Fee and me alone again.

“Feezy?” she says as soon as the elevator door clothes.

“He’s a weirdo,” I say as if that explains everything. It kind of does. Why the hell did he bring a girl here? He has his own place on the other side of town.

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