Ciaran (The O'Reilly Brotherhood Series Book 3) by Tracie Delaney

Author:Tracie Delaney [Delaney, Tracie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Firefly Publishing Limited
Published: 2024-05-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Ciaran

We stumble out of the club, still chuckling at the last comedian on stage. I had some reservations about my choice of date, especially as some of the comics can be downright lewd—and they had been—but I needn’t have worried. Millie laughed so hard tears had poured down her face. I could listen to her laugh for years and still crave more.

“How about a quick drink before we head back?” I ask.

Millie wavers and puts her hand on my shoulder to help with her balance. “I think I may have had enough. My head is starting to spin.”

“Doesn’t have to be alcoholic.” I slip an arm around her waist, euphoria rushing through me that I can freely touch her. “I know it’s late, but I don’t want tonight to end.”

She glances up at me, then rests her head on my shoulder. My heart jolts, and my belly flips.

“Neither do I,” she whispers.

We cross the street and enter a packed bar. The thundering sound of rock music blasts through loudspeakers mounted on the walls, and I keep a tight hold of her hand as I force my way to the bar. I order a couple of sodas and weave through the crowds, finding space at the farthest point from where the band is playing.

Millie puts her arms over her head and sways in time to the music. Her eyes are closed, and a look of pure contentment is etched on her face. I can’t take my eyes off of her.

My gaze drops to her mouth to find her lips are slightly apart. I’m so busy staring, I don’t realize she’s looking at me until she reaches out, takes the drinks out of my hands, and puts them on a shelf behind her.

Hooking a finger into the waistband of my jeans, she says, “Dance with me.”

She doesn’t have to ask twice. I encircle her waist and pull her into my body, and she reciprocates by burying her fingers in my hair. Her mocha eyes shine, even in the dim lighting, and she begins to circle her hips.

Sweet baby Jesus. Every shimmy brings the lower halves of our bodies into contact with each other, and I react the same way as any other red-blooded male would when faced with a beautiful woman they’ve wanted for years rubbing against their body. Blood rushes to my groin, and my cock stiffens. A groan sounds in my throat, low and husky. Not that she’ll be able to hear me over the beat of the music, but the flare in her eyes tells me she can feel my erection pressing into her stomach.

She nestles even closer, so close that an atom wouldn’t fit in the space between us. Standing on tiptoes, she eases my head down to hers and kisses me. Not a testing-the-waters kind of kiss, but a full-on, open-mouthed, with tongues affair that sets off a surge of fireworks inside my body.

I take control, moving her until her back is flat to the wall, and I circle my hips.

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