Page 66 of Naughty Irish Liar

I grew solid as stone.

“Do you know how hard I’ve worked to get you tolikeme? You’re a stubborn man to win over, Ronan. Little did I know I didn’t have to work hard at all, thanks for nothing,” she grinned, and I saw the love shining back at me.

I smirked, using both hands on her ass to pull her into my crotch. “I liked your methods.” With this girl my control had been pulled taut for so long and now it had broken its leash. I just hope she knew what she was getting into with me because there was no letting her go now.

“I knew you were a big liar,” she scolded, rubbing her little wet pussy all over my pants like she was my pet and wanted tending to. I was more than prepared to. “All that bullshit of getting me out of your system.”

I grinned. Caught that did she? There was more chance of a monsoon of Guinness falling from the sky than there was of me having enough of her and being able to walk away at the end of it. I’d needed to say anything I could to get back my equilibrium.

“I’m a liar who loves you. Do you forgive me?”

She purred against my lips taking a kiss so bold and sweetly. “I think I’m going to spend my life forgiving you for one thing or another, Ronan MacNamara. I better get into the habit I suppose.”

Another sexy wriggle had me grunting until my belly felt stretched, as I held myself in check not to rush and toss her on the floor and mount her like a dog, putting my mark all over her porcelain skin. I stalled her with my hands, much to her pouting dismay, looking at me with her wide eyes. “As much as I would love for you to drench my pants,acushla, and then eat you alive, I think we need to get some clothes on you before your dad decides I’ve been up here too long and knocks the door down.” I knew he wouldn’t, Jon had given me his blessing a long time ago, but it was fun seeing panic turn her skin pink as she wrapped arms around me.

God, that feeling. Mine. This girl was all mine.Finally.

“Take me home? Your home.” She asked sweetly, dotting kisses along my throat while she rotated her hips. My sex-crazed girl, I was going to love feeding her cravings whenever she needed me.

If I had my way it would be our home very soon. I wanted all her shit all over my place and her scent in my bed. Hearing how much she was turned on was a potent aphrodisiac. Getting her home was my priority now.

She was in a pair of sweatpants in record time, looking beautifully mused. My want of her had not diminished just because I couldn’t see skin.

I wanted her constantly. Always. On a never-ending loop.

I wanted to pleasure her delicious body and show her what she was capable of feeling. Until she was shaking and sobbing losing her mind, and I was soaked in her, but I couldn’t do that in her parents house.

“Ronan?” She stopped me in the door way with my arm around her waist. Her face upturned, and I felt my stomach bottom out. How did I get so lucky? An asshole like me who didn’t care for many, and she loved me. Her skinny fingers pulled at my shirt. “Kiss?”

I sighed dropping my head, leaving only an inch of space between our mouths. I watched hers quivering with need. “Don’t lick over my tongue and turn me into a madman, Catherine. I mean it. Save it for home.”

Of course the bratty girl didn’t listen. She licked me like I was her goddamn personal treat, turning me on harder than ever until I had her melted body pressed all along mine.

“I could have you against this wall, couldn’t I? Take you fast and hard and make you scream,” goddamn her little moans. “Make you pay for having me this crazed to fuck you all the time.”

“Yes, yes,” she sobbed trying to climb me. “Ronan. I love you. I love you so much.”

All air left my lungs and knowing how she felt brought a peace never felt before. I dropped our foreheads together, using my hands under her ass to lift her into my arms. “I know you do,acushla.” I set off walking out of her bedroom. Tough shit if her parents saw us this way, they’d have to get used to it. This was how I wanted to be with Catherine, always this close, always have her this tight. Only then did I feel okay. She was going to kill me because she raced to each new experience with open arms and enthusiasm. I couldn’t say no to anything. “And you’re going to show me how much this naughty tongue loves me by getting on your knees and licking me, aren’t you?”

“God. Yes. Until I gag,” she whispered the right words directly into my mouth.

At the bottom of the staircase after she’d kissed me blind I heard the laugh of Catherine’s mom. I didn’t so much as pay them a second’s attention, just held my precious cargo in my arms as she snuggled into my neck. I remembered some manners by calling over my shoulder. “I’m taking my girl home. We’ll come by for lunch in a couple of days.”

“Bye, mom. Bye, daddy,” added Catherine, at the same time she whispered for my ears only. “Take me home and fuck your love into me, Ronan.”

Yeah, this bratty girl with her carrot colored hair and tanned freckles was going to be my undoing.

When she whispered my name all the way to my car parked around back, she drove me a little closer to insanity as she dragged at my hair and used my mouth for her own pleasure, like she thought my tongue lived in her mouth now.

I deposited her on the passenger seat, kissed her so goddamn hard even my mouth was numb when I was done, and she put her head back, eyes closed, smiling. I pressed a hand between her spread thighs, felt her slickness.

Fuck, she was going to kill me.

And I’d never been happier about it.

EPILOGUE

Catie

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