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Irished (The Invincibles #7)(52)
Author: Heather Slade

“There are a couple of things we need to talk about before that happens.”

“Okay,” she said, her eyes darting between mine.

“First, I do care what happens tomorrow and every day after that.”

“I didn’t mean—”

I put my fingertips on her lips, the same fingers that had been inside her, and she groaned.

“You and I were made for each other. I can’t say with certainty that I believed in God until I met you. Then I knew a higher power had to exist because you, my precious Flynn, are an angel. I’m never letting you go. Never. As long as there is breath left in my body, I want you next to me. This will probably sound crazy to you, but there hasn’t been a time when we’ve been together and I haven’t known that in my heart. Even from the first moment we met.”

“I felt the same.”

“I don’t know what the future will bring other than you and I will be together.”

“I want that more than anything.”

“Enough to marry me?”

“Yes.”

Her certainty, her lack of hesitation, her absolute acceptance made my heart beat faster. “I love you. You know that?”

“I do and I love you.”

“Your brothers are going to think we’re crazy. Either that or they’ll want to hurt me.”

“If there’s anything I’ve learned since my dad got sick it’s that all my brothers want is for me to be happy.” She wiggled her hips. “So, what about you getting naked?”

“I’m sorry, but we have to wait, Flynn.”

Her eyes opened wide. “Until we’re married?” she gasped.

I smiled and shook my head. “Until tomorrow and I can buy condoms.”

She bit her bottom lip. “That was one of the things I wanted to tell you.”

I raised a brow.

“I brought some.”

“You did?”

She nodded.

I rolled off the bed, stood, and pulled my shirt over my head. Flynn rolled too and sat on the edge of the bed in front of me.

“Let me do it,” she said, unfastening my belt. She slowly and gently lowered the zipper, and I could feel the heat of her breath on my skin when she pushed my boxer briefs down. I fisted my hand in her hair when she leaned forward and kissed the tip of my cock.

“Where are the condoms?” I groaned when she swirled her tongue around my hardness. There would be plenty of time for us to pleasure each other’s bodies with our mouths and hands. Right now, I had to be inside of her. As much for her as for me. There would be pain, and I wanted to put that behind us and only experience the pleasure.

I pulled away, and she pouted. “But I wanted—”

“There’s something I want more. Tell me where the condoms are. I need to be inside you, Flynn. Deep inside you.”

Her eyes hooded, and she pointed to the doorway. “In the outside pocket of the blue bag.”

I grabbed a handful and tore one open as I made my way into the bedroom. I realized then that the house had no window coverings. Something I didn’t care about but wondered if Flynn would. Selfishly, I didn’t want to tell her, especially when I came back into the bedroom and found her waiting spread wide open with her hand between her legs.

I dropped the remaining condom packets on the floor, rolled one on, and knelt in front of her.

“We have no curtains to close,” I said, looking over my shoulder.

“Paxon, I wouldn’t care if we were out in the open with a hundred people watching us. If you don’t put that inside me right now, I’ll have to take matters into my own hands.”

“It looked like you already were.”

“Quit teasing me,” she half groaned, half shouted.

“We’re going to take this slow. If it hurts too much, just tell me.” I positioned myself at her entrance. My body shook with desire as I eased in. Flynn put her hands on my ass like she had earlier, except this time, I was naked. Before I realized what she had planned, she thrust onto me, holding my ass in place with all her might. “So impatient,” I said, starting to move my hips. “Did that hurt?”

“It’s a distant memory at this point. Just keep doing what you’re doing.”

“Like that?” I asked, alternating between rotating my hips and moving in and out of her drenched heat.

Her eyes met mine, and she held her breath. “It’s happening.” I picked up my pace when she arched her neck and closed her eyes.

“Look at me. Let me see you,” I said, knowing I couldn’t hold back any longer. “I love you, Flynn.”

“I love you, Paxon.”

 

 

47

 

 

Flynn

 

 

After spending five days and nights in Sorcha and Laird’s house by the sea, I asked Paxon to contact them to make sure it was okay that we were still there.

“She wants to talk to you,” he said, handing me the phone.

“Hello?”

“You stay as long as you want, lass. I can hear in your voices how content you both are.”

“Be careful. We might want to stay forever.”

“I wouldn’t mind at all, my dear. You both deserve every happiness.”

“You are too kind, Sorcha.”

“Do you have enough food, Flynn? I could send Laird with another basket if you’d like.”

“Thank you so much, but we’re fine. We’ve even gone into town a couple of times.” Paxon’s phone beeped. “Oh, there’s another call coming in.”

“You best answer. Stay as long at the house as you’d like, and let me know if you need anything.”

I hit the button to end that call and accept the other and handed the phone to Paxon.

He looked at the screen and sat down next to me on the bed. “Hey, Doc.”

I pointed to my chest and out to the other room, but Paxon shook his head.

“I wanted to give you an update on Harris.” I was close enough that I could hear every word.

“Go ahead.”

“After talking it over with Money, we’re moving him down to Santa Barbara County, where he’ll be in a criminal psychiatric facility located not far from my house in Montecito. At this point, it’s impossible to determine whether he’s truly insane, if it’s temporary after what he experienced in the black jail, or if he’s brilliant enough to be playing us. Believing it’s one of the first two, we want to get him the help he needs. It’s self-serving, of course, but still the right thing to do.”

“What about Fisk?”

“Singing like a little canary.”

“I hope Money is getting what we need.”

“It’s over, Irish. If I didn’t believe it, I’d never say it.”

“I hope you’re right.”

“Don’t hope. Believe.”

With those words, Paxon’s eyes met mine.

“I gotta go, Doc. Thanks for the update.”

“Before you hang up, did you read my letter?”

“Crap. Sorry, forgot all about it.”

I could hear him laughing. “Glad to hear it. Enjoy yourself. Tell Flynn to enjoy herself too.”

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