Page 58 of Irish Betrayal

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“If you tell me I’m the only man in your life, I’ll believe you.”

“I may have…experimented with another man, but you’ve always been the only one my heart wanted. You are the only man in my life.”

“Let me take care of Peter Samson,” he urged.

He didn’t like the flair of panic that flashed across her features, but she said they were over at least in her mind. Clearly the old fucker didn’t like the word no.

“Please, no. Peter and I have known each other for years, and he’s taken the…separation hard.”

“Promise me you have that prick handled, and I’ll take your word for it.” It would kill him to drop it, especially knowing the man would try to seek her out when she went to the university.

There were other ways to reach the man without direct contact. Dr. Samson might not realize that his family still held seats on the board at Trinity College. As far as Daniel was concerned, the man needed to return to his duties in Dublin. Or he would lose them.

She repositioned her body so that the heat of her sex rubbed enticingly against him. “I promise.”

He took advantage of her distraction and pinched both her nipples. He loved watching her jaw flex and her breath hitch.

“If you wanted me inside you again, baby, you only needed to ask.”

She grinned and dragged her body down his, moving backward toward the end of the bed. For one moment, he thought she meant to take him in her mouth again, and his body tensed with a flair of hope. Blair may have been a virgin three months ago, but her mouth, it was X-rated.

Except she slid right off the end of the bed and stood there smirking. “I’m going for a shower.”

“The hell you are.” He stood from the bed, his length hard, throbbing, and begging him to follow Blair.

He took a step forward.

She took one back.

One forward. One back.

“Blair,” he growled just as she spun on her heel. He caught her in two long strides and had her in his arms.

She laughed as she wrapped her legs around his waist, putting her heated core exactly where he wanted it. He kissed her hard, turning until he had her back against the wall.

They were ravenous for each other despite the night they’d shared. When she ran her palm down his chest and between their bodies, attempting to position him at her entrance.

He tapped her cheek to get her attention. “Condom,” he groaned as she started to slide down his length.

“Pull out,” she demanded, tightening her legs and taking him deeper.

He was already so lost in sensation, he wouldn’t deny either of them. Using his chest to push her harder into the wall, he dug his hands into the cheeks of her ass and started pumping faster and faster.

Her slick flesh wrapped so tight around him that his teeth clenched. He could tell that he was hitting inside her at just the right angle; her whimpers and moans escalated as her own hip thrusts became frantic and desperate.

The moment he felt her body clench and tighten, her pulsing heat took him over. He stayed inside her as long as he dared and, with a roar, pulled free, grinding into her belly until his release coated both of them.

Daniel curled around her body, resting his head on the window next to them to cool off. Without looking, he tapped her cheek with one finger and signed, “Get on the pill.” Her snort of amusement had him grinning.

On shaky legs, he walked them to the ensuite bathroom, letting her delicious body slide down his until they stood looking at themselves in the mirror. Her diminutive frame was so delicate, even though she was one of the strongest women he knew.

He kissed her deeply, hoping that she felt even half of what he felt for her. “I love you, Blair. I need you to believe that there isn’t an obstacle too large or difficult to stand between us.”

Blair swallowed, her hands smoothing over the muscles of his back. “I love you. So much, and I’m going to hold you to that.”

He swooped her into his arms once more, liking the feel of her cradled against his chest, and stepped into the large shower where he ended up deep inside Blair once more.

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