Seducing Texas (So not Prince Charming #2)(56)

“You’re having a hard time studying,” he says in that Irish brogue that only belongs in my bedroom.

“No,” I lie. I can’t believe I have such nasty thoughts about him. I’ve never felt this way. Maybe it’s from seeing Shane and Cyn together. They have what I want. Shane worships her.

He picks up my book. “I’ll help you. I was good in school.”

“Where did you go to school for film?”

“In Dublin. After I graduated, I had a good job, but Caitlin was desperate to have a father and I couldn’t leave her on her own in the States. The courts finally established paternity, so she’ll get the back child support owed to her. But the money won’t give her a father, and that’s what she really wanted.”

I lean onto him, craving his support. “My father’s in jail for selling drugs for my crazy uncle.”

“I read in the papers that he was murdered. Do you want to talk about that?”

I shake my head. “No. I shouldn’t involve you.”

“From where he was murdered, he was the one who took you? It would be self-defense.”

I nod, ashamed of what I’ve done.

He kisses my bare shoulder and current jolts me from my daze. “I wished I could’ve done that for you.”

Cyn killed the man hunting her, and it didn’t bother her. She told me he’d killed our mom, and she would do it all over again. “Why?”

“I’ve liked yer since I saw you in the cemetery. I’ve never had a lass get to me like you do. I dream about you, about us.”

His words burn my skin and warm my cheeks. “I thought you didn’t remember me or you kissing me.”

He sips on the beer he ordered with the takeout. “When I saw your age, I thought it best to stay away from you, but that’s proved more difficult than I thought.”

He takes my hand and leads me to the couch where he gently pushes me down. “All I can think about is yer. It’s hard to focus, even when yer not around.”

My body tingles all over in anticipation. I straighten to lean into him and kiss his sweet lips tasting of beer.

He snuggles with me on the couch, and his body heat pours into me. “I haven’t been with a virgin since I was a boy. I will be gentle though.”

Is this it? We can’t do this on the couch. Cyn and Shane could walk in at any moment. Anxiousness twitches in my extremities until his mouth lands on mine. His lips should be the last lips I ever feel. The soft suppleness caresses my mouth, and I open to him, hooking my legs around his hips. His erection expands in his jeans and rubs against the slit already moistened by him simply kissing me.

I may be a virgin, but I know how my body works. “I want you.”

His kisses are at first sweet but quickly grow impatient and fervent. My fingers thresh through his thick dark hair, and the roughness of his beard chafes my skin. The tender parts between my legs pinch and radiate with passion.

“Be careful what you ask for pretty lass.”

“I want all of you,” I say in a shaky voice. How can I kill a man, yet be nervous or shy around Aedan or about sex?

He kisses me roughly, his fingers tangling in my hair. Hot hands grope my hips, and I encourage him to slip under my shirt, but his mouth is attacking mine. With swollen lips, I return his feverish kisses.

Every part of my body feels alive with fire, and it begs for him to touch me everywhere. The hard ridge of his dick grinds against where it should be. After what I went through I need this. I want to be loved.

My hands reach for his hard cock, and he freezes.

“Too much,” he says.

“But I want to.” Why is he turning me down? Does he not want me?

He draws in a raspy breath, his hand trails over my neck and behind my ear. “Patience.”

His mouth moves over mine. “I love the way yer taste. Yer one of the sweetest lasses I’ve ever seen.”

He didn’t see me shoot my uncle and cousin. I want to concentrate on this seductively attractive man twisted around me, but if he doesn’t relieve my frustration, I can’t.

I try another tactic and shove my hand down his jeans. I need to feel him. I need release. What the hell is wrong with me? I’ve never been this aggressive. Tears spill down my cheeks.

“What’s wrong, Willa?” he asks between groans of my hand finding its target.

I’ve never touched a man, not like this. The soft tip of the head fits into my palm, and the pre-cum lubes my hand. Sliding down the shaft, my hand delves lower to his testicles. I carefully cup them and from the low whistle slipping through his teeth, I must be doing something right.

I need to feel connected to the living and stop seeing the ugly images in my mind. I know it’s wrong to use Aedan, but I need the closeness. He needs to hold me and keep me together before I shatter into a million pieces.

My teeth tug on his jaw, and my tongue sinks into his mouth to explore and arouse him into action. “Complete me,” I plead.

He growls into my ear. “Oh Willa, yer making this very difficult,” he says in that sexy accent.

The door opening quietly barely registers in my ears before Cyn and Shane walk into the living area. His mouth is all over my sister’s as he kicks the door closed with his foot. I yank my hand out of Aedan’s jeans, causing him to swear and scraping my hand. I didn’t mean to hurt him.