Luck of the Irish: Complete Edition by Liz Gavin Read Free Book Online

me. But I’ll die a happy man,” he smiled and pushed her a little away to look at her. He ran his eyes over her flushed faced, disheveled hair and half-clad body. She looked good enough to eat. “You are so beautiful.”
    “You are not bad yourself,” she replied as she pulled him by the hand and sat on the bed. She patted the spot beside her, “Come. Sit down. I’ll strain my neck looking up at you like this,” she smiled.
    He didn’t need a second invitation. They resumed kissing and exploring each other’s skins.
    She ran her fingers shyly over his chest and shoulders but never went too far down.
    He fondled her breasts and teased her nipples with his fingers. He kissed her shoulders and neck, before his hands traveled south. He kissed her mouth and whispered to her, “You are driving me crazy. I want to feel your hands on me, Keira.”
    She scraped his back and held his shoulders again.
    “Like that?”
    “No, sweetie, like this,” he kissed her mouth again and she got distracted by her own reaction to his searing lips and tongue. She didn’t notice his intentions until it was too late. He found the waistband of her sweatpants and managed to thrust his hand between the pants and her fevered body. She jumped and grabbed his hand when his fingers found her entrance.
    “Do you want me to stop, Keira? You just have to say it and I’ll stop.”
    She opened her mouth but couldn’t say anything. She shook her head and let go of his hand. She closed her eyes to better feel it as he pushed her down on the mattress and moved up to hover above her.
    “Look at me, Keira. Are you sure?” he asked again.
    She nodded but he didn’t move.
    “Are you sure you want me to go on, Keira?”
    “Yes, Declan, I’m sure,” she answered and he kissed her as he yanked the sweatpants off her body in a swift movement.
    She wore only a flimsy lacy pair of panties and her perfection took his breath away.
    “You have no idea what you do to me, woman. Your skin is creamy,” he ran his hands over her body as he admired the rosy flush his fingers left behind. “I could look at you for hours. Your breasts fit perfectly inside my hands,” he cupped one, then the other, to prove his point. “Your mouth was made for sinning. It’s so delicious,” he ran a thumb over her lower lip. She gasped and closed her eyes. “Please, look at me. Your eyes turn darker when you’re excited. I want to drown in them.”
    He bent down and kissed each eyelid as his hand went south again. She held her breath, when his finger played with the elastic band of her panties. He stretched it then released it. It snapped against her soft skin and she jumped.
    “Ouch! That was mean,” she said.
    “You have no idea, sweet thing. I want to do a lot of mean things to you,” his smile was bone melting. “Let me start by soothing that pain.”
    He moved too fast for her slow mind to follow. Although she wasn’t drunk anymore, the sensations he provoked in her were almost as intoxicating. Before she knew it, he knelt on the bed, bent his head down and kissed her navel where the elastic band had left a thin red mark.
    “Feeling better?”
    She nodded and the melting smile returned to his lips. His eyes had a strange glint she only understood when it was too late.
    “Good. Because I plan to make you feel very uncomfortable.”
    Declan slid her panties slowly down her legs as he held her stare. He bent down again over her body, never letting go of her eyes. She frowned at him but he only smiled, scattering a few innocent kisses around her belly button. When he stuck his tongue inside it, she jumped and giggled. He held her hips down and rubbed his cheek against the soft skin of her navel.
    “Relax, Keira. I’m just starting.”
    She was still trying to figure out what he meant by that when he kissed the top of her thighs, where they met her hips, and it dawned on her. How could she have been so stupid? She felt her legs turn to jelly when he looked at