Skye Morrison Vampire 2 Sins of the Father by J.L. McCoy Read Free Book Online Page A

feeling. “I’ve wanted you for
so long, Skye Morrison.”
    I nodded my head in complete understanding. I
had wanted him, too. “Make love to me, Jameson,” I whispered as I
reached down between us and undid the button on his tight black
pants. He rumbled with need and simultaneously worked my black PVC
skirt up my thighs. I unzipped his pants and unabashedly plunged my
hand inside while he captured my left nipple in his mouth, rolled
it around on his tongue, and reached between my legs to lightly
caress my warm, aching mound. I moaned with need and worked to free
his hard, bulging, impressively large member as he slid his hand to
my waist and started pulling my tights down my thighs. He reached
between my legs, quickly pulled my thong to the side, and got ready
to enter me. I took a deep, quivering breath, lifted my hips to
meet his, and trembled in anxious, desperate anticipation.
    Just then the stockroom door opened and
Lochlan strolled in. Jameson immediately flattened his body over
mine and growled loudly in warning as I let out a small, surprised
scream and buried my face in his neck.
    “ Dhuine! Gabh mo leisgue! ”
Lochlan said in surprise and laughed, briefly covering his eyes.
“ Ifreann na Fola ! Math thu-fhèin , Jameson. Math
thu-fhèin . But, ya’ know our Archer’s going to kill ya’,
right?”
    Jameson growled savagely as I watched the
color drain from his eyes. “ Eist , Lochlan.” he said in a
low, threatening voice. “If you mention this to Archer tonight, so
help me God, I’ll kill you.” I looked up into his eyes and saw
fierce determination in them.
    I wrapped my one arm around Jameson’s neck
and gently ran my ringers through his soft hair with the other,
trying to calm him. “I think you need to leave, Lochlan.” I said,
never taking my eyes off Jameson.
    “ Thoir do chasan leat !” Jameson yelled
when Lochlan made no move to leave. “ Bog !”
    Lochlan shook his head and laughed, holding
his hands up in surrender. “Okay, okay, Jameson, damn. I was just
tryin’ to see what all the fuss was about.” Jameson growled deeply
again in warning and Lochlan took a step back. “Well, siuthadaibh , ya’ two. But don’t forget, Jameson. Archer and An Dílis are still waitin’ for their bottle o’ Connemara.”
With that he turned around and closed the door.
    Jameson sighed heavily and rested his
forehead on my left shoulder. “ Damnú air ,” he swore against
my skin. “I forgot.”
    I took a deep breath and blew it out,
steadying myself. “I didn’t know Archer was here today. I thought
he said he was going to be busy with those guys tonight. He said
you and I were running the club.”
    Jameson lifted his head and looked into my
eyes. The color was slowly returning to them as he spoke. “He is
busy, but he is here…at least he will be for a little while longer.
And you and I are running the club.” He leaned down and softly
kissed my swollen mouth. I parted his lips with my tongue and
kissed him for all I was worth. I knew we couldn’t stay in this
stockroom any longer, but I wanted to give him something to
remember me by. He growled hungrily and kissed me deeply.
    “I don’t want to leave,” he said with a
groan, pulling away and placing a small, lingering kiss on my
forehead. “But, I have to.”
    I nodded my head as he lifted himself off of
me and gripped my hand tightly to pull me up after him. He quickly
grabbed his shirt and righted himself using vampire speed. He
turned to the wall of stored liquor bottles as I did the same, only
not as quickly. He selected the bottle of Irish whiskey and turned
back to me, setting it down on a box and helped me buckle the front
of my bustier back up.
    “Can I see you after work?” he asked
sweetly.
    I wrapped my arms around his waist and looked
up into his beautiful green eyes. “Absolutely,” I said with a brush
of my lips to his. “I can’t wait.”
    We kissed each other one last time before we
walked out of the