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“That I am, Terry. You think I’m going to choose you lot over him?” she asked, sweeping her palm down my face. “Now, my man has had a long journey and I’ve missed the hell out of him. You all know I’ve been dying to see him… not that I need to explain this to you.”
“But Daiz—” Terry began.
“Do I need to send you outside that door to remind you who the boss is?” she replied, cutting him off. “Last time I looked it said Daisy O’Donnell, Licensee, not Terence Brogan.”
“Look at you getting all sassy in front of your lover boy,” Terry replied, goading her good naturedly, “it won’t be like that next week when he’s gone and you’re trying to persuade me to do a Sunday night so that you can curl up in your bed with your kindle and your pot noodle by 7:00 p.m.”
Daisy pulled a warning face like she was pissed, but I knew her well enough to know she wasn’t serious toward her barman. Reaching out she grabbed my hand, squeezed it tight and grinned.
“I can’t believe you’re finally here.” She hunched her shoulders excitedly like a little kid. “Come on Barney, I need you to myself, and yeah, Terry, I’m going to make the best of it. Lord knows when we’ll get time by ourselves over the next few days between relatives and the diehard post-Christmas crowd determined to keep on celebrating.”
Pulling me hurriedly toward the stairs, she stumbled twice, and cursed at her lack of finesse. We barely reached the landing before I tugged her hand, pulled her into me and lifted her off the floor.
“Are you sweeping me off my feet, Jamie Fontaine?” she asked, playfully as I carried her into her bedroom and flung her down on her bed.
“Nope, we’re past that point,” I ground out as I tugged on my belt buckle and watched her eyes open wider.
“No foreplay?” she asked, suggestively as her fingers deftly worked open the five little buttons on the silk blouse that she wore and tugged the hem of it from the little thigh length denim skirt she had on.
Snagging the button, I unzipped my fly as my greedy eyes took in the satin skin on her long shapely legs. I growled. “Damn, do you know how long I’ve been imagining this?” I asked, shoving my jeans to the floor, quickly dragging the T-shirt over my head and casting it aside.
“About four weeks?” she asked, playfully. The naughty twinkle in her eyes made me smile.
“I’d say that’s about right,” I agreed, chuckling as I placed one knee on the bed. The moment the mattress dipped, I grabbed her by her feet and yanked her down to the bottom of the bed. A small gasp left her throat and she chuckled, her tits jiggling even though they were still restrained in her little white lacy bra.
“Fuck, you wore this especially for me?” I asked, pulling the cups down to reveal her gorgeous firm breasts with her amazing, stud-like nipples. Taking one in my hand, I leaned over her and sucked it into my mouth.
“Oh, Jamie,” she said through a sigh, pulling a grin to my mouth.
“Oh, Jamie, is right,” I reaffirmed, before sealing my lips around it again and sucking it hard.
Daisy dropped onto her back, lifting her legs and wrapped them around my back. She pressed her heels into my ass, dragging me down on top of her.
“Who else would I be wearing it for?” she mumbled, her hands sliding into my hair and yanking me off her breast to look at her.
“That’s the correct question, baby. Don’t you forget it. These girls are mine,” I muttered, squeezing her breasts in both hands before my tongue slid over her still wet nipple and I swapped breasts, licking the second to tease the other.
When I pulled my mouth away to look at Daisy, her eyes were drunk with lust as she leaned up and latched her mouth onto my neck. A shiver of delight flashed through me and made my dick pulse.
“Like that is it?” I teased, pulling her head away and shoving her back onto the bed. My fingers quickly traced up her thighs and grabbed the small white lacy thong she had on. I ripped it clean off when I clumsily tried to pull it down her legs.
The following ten minutes were full of touching, feeling, tongues, teeth and white-hot heat from the moment I sank inside her. Surrounding me, tight and warm.
“Oh, my God, I’ve missed this… missed you,” I ground out. I’d have liked to have taken her gently, but it had been weeks since we’d last had sex and our hunger for a release didn’t afford us the soft and tender approach.
Sex was rougher than I’d ever had with her, her grabbing chunks of flesh on my ass to the point of pain. I gave it to her hard and fast until she tore into my back with her painted nails and ended in her screaming my name.
“Wow, welcome to The Lucky Shamrock,” Daisy mumbled, heaving breathlessly as she lay on her back and chuckled. Sweat glistened like tiny diamonds over her body, her skirt like a small band around her waist, her hair damp around her face. One look at how she glowed, her eyes bright and clear, looking up at me with complete trust and my heart melted immediately.
“Thank you. You know, you’re an amazing landlady, so… accommodating,” I whispered, rolling onto my side and finding my playful side as I trailed a finger down her ribs. She shivered and I grinned. “And responsive,” I added, chuckling.
Chapter 5
“Daisy, when you’re done, we could really do with a hand down here. The bar is packed out, Frances is late, and we are in danger of going under.” Terry’s sharp tone broke into our blissful state. Daisy stiffened in my arms.
Sitting up sharply, she ran her fingers through her hair with a shocked look on her face. I snorted at her reaction.
“When I’m done? What the feck does he think I’ve been doing?” she asked, her cheeks pinking up as she slid off the bed and swiped her bra off the floor.
