Page 24 of A Temptation Too Great

“Because you’re so busy, this will be quick, fast, and dirty, baby. But tonight, I’m picking you up, and we’re going to dinner. Got it?”

She sits up, wraps a hand around the back of my neck, and pulls me to her. “Stop talking and get busy, then.”

“Baby, I’m in charge.” I push her down, turned on by her demand.

I slide her panties down her legs, then bury my face in her nectar. I’ve missed her taste on my tongue. I need to get her to stop this nonsense and move in with me already. If I were Aidan, I would have her moved in by now, but Moira isn’t like Fiona. She doesn’t want to keep house. My girl wants a job, and I want her to have her dreams and wishes too.

“Yes, right there, Brody. Give it to me. I need you.” Moira’s hand in my hair pulls as her first orgasm hits. As she’s cresting, I pull away and have my jeans undone and my cock sliding through her folds.

“I’ll give it to you, baby. But what am I giving you? Say it.”

“Your cock. Give me your cock,” she begs, and I slam inside her body.

Her back arches, and I rip her blouse open to get to her breasts. We move together as I suck a nipple into my mouth. Her hands pull me into her, deeper and harder. I’m going to lose it before she goes over again if I don’t get control.

Standing straight up, I grip her behind the knees and pull her into me as I thrust into her. Her sweet cunt ripples around my cock, and that urge to breed her is there again. The need to claim her in the most primal way.

She’s playing with her nipples, tweaking them as she climbs up that crest. Her body is writhing across the desk. With her legs over my shoulders and those sexy heels by my head, I turn and kiss her ankle reverently, and it’s what does it for her.

I look down as her body explodes with her orgasm and tears fill her eyes. My little spitfire craves not only passion but tenderness. Her pleasure pulls mine from my body. I plant myself deep inside her and come as I groan her name.

Releasing her legs, I fall to her chest and realize I destroyed her shirt and made her nice and sweaty. I pull up my jeans before carrying her to the master bathroom. Sitting her on the counter, I help her slip off her clothes, then I drop mine. She clips up her long, thick hair before we step into the shower.

After a quick rinse, I watch her dry off, wishing I could take her again. She keeps glancing at me, clearly nervous about something.

“I need to discuss something with you,” she finally says as she wraps the towel around her body.

Reaching across the space between us, I grip the towel and pull her toward me. “What do you need, spitfire?” I lean down and nuzzle her neck.

“Somehow my alarm got switched on my phone, and I was late taking a couple of my pills,” she says. “The clinic nurse told me it could make my birth control ineffective, and we should have used condoms. I just forgot to tell you in the heat of the moment.”

I smile against her skin, and she immediately steps back.

“This isn’t funny, Brody. I could already be pregnant. It happened before Giselle was hurt.”

I advance on her, and she continues to back up until she’s pressed into the wall. I’m on her. I lift her up by her arse and press our towel covered bodies together.

“Moira, if by some miracle you do get pregnant with my baby, I’ll do everything right by you. I’d never leave you. I’m not scared or upset by this. I want you in my life, and someday you will have my baby.”

“But we can’t. I can’t go to dinner with you tonight. We can’t be seen in public together.” Her eyes drop to my chest, and she traces the flowers with her fingertips. “When did you get these?”

“The day Giselle was attacked.”

“Why?” She looks up at me.

I cup her face and hold her in place with my hips. “Because I love you, spitfire. You are always the first person I think of.”

“Oh my God.” Her eyes dart around the room, avoiding mine.

“Look at me.” The demand has a bite to it, and her beautiful light hazel eyes focus on me again. “I know you need to process this. That’s your way, baby. You take your time to come to a decision. But when I know, I go in full force. I know your brother threatened me and possibly Fiona. But you need to understand something, Moira. I’m not going to let him come between us any longer.”

I kiss her, long and deep. I know she loves me too. She’s just scared.

When I pull away, I set her on the floor. “Go get dressed. I have a meeting I need to attend now, so you can’t get out of dinner with me later.”

She walks away, heading for the large closet. When I follow to see what she’s wearing, I find her standing there, staring at everything. I know what she’s contemplating.

Pulling her into my arms with her back to my chest, I lean down and nibble her neck. I can’t get enough of her. I need my lips on her. My cock buried inside her, and her in my arms always.

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