Page 57 of Bad to the Bone

My eyes dip down to her fantastic tits, a growl rumbling out of me.

“Not when ye’re dressed like that, we can’t.”

She smirks, sauntering over to the desk, picking up her sexy little top, and getting dressed.

“Better?”

She turns, holding her arms out to model her outfit for me.

“Nothing is better than ye naked. But it’ll do until we’re at mine.”

Mellie blinks in surprise, giggling like a pure little angel. Unable to help myself, I drag her to me again, devouring her mouth.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of kissing ye,” I sigh against her lips.

“There’s only one way to find out,” she murmurs back, her lips stretching into a smile, still pressing against mine. “You’ll just have to kiss me every chance you get. It’s the only way we’ll know for sure.”

“Don’t tempt me,amhuirnín,” I growl back, grabbing her purse and bundling her out of the office and into my SUV. The others have all fucked off. I have no idea where, but that doesn’t matter to me.

My condo building is only ten minutes from Oracle. My knuckles are white as I grip the steering wheel. The lass’s apple and sunshine scent is swirling around me, and I’m harder than steel. Now I know what it feels like to be buried inside her, I need it more than ever.

Mellie’s plump lower lip drops as I pull into the underground parking structure beneath my building.

“You livethisclose to the club, and yet you’ve been driving all the way toSouthieto drop me off after work?” she sounds disbelieving. I shrug as I pull into my allocated parking space, shutting off the engine. Does the lass really have to ask?

“Ye weren’t taking that fecking bus.”

Lifting her out, I resist the urge to kiss her. I’d only end up fucking her against the side of my SUV, but I don’t want that. Not really. I want her in my bed.

Leading her into the waiting elevator, I tangle my fingers with Mellie’s as we ride up to my floor. My door is twenty yards from the elevator bank, and we cross the distance in seconds as I tug her into my apartment.

As she takes in my space, Mellie’s eyes are wide, but I hustle her through the living area into the bedroom.

“Ye can have a tour tomorrow,amhuirnín,” I growl against her neck. “Right now, I need ye naked, on your knees, on the bed.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

MELLIE

I shiver in anticipation at Niall’s words, turning and drinking in the sight of his eyes, darkened from emerald to jade andhungry. His blank mask is long gone, and his face is a picture of raw need. It’s a look that has me wet just seeing it.

Stepping away from him, I slowly strip, dropping each item of clothing onto the floor as I step out of them. I kick off my heels, standing in the middle of Niall’s gorgeous,hugebedroom, his eyes burning over my body. With a giggling smirk, I turn to the bed.

I crawl onto it to wait, risking a peek over my shoulder. A low warning growl rumbles out of Niall as he stands with his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes burning into my skin. I’m completely exposed to him. God, this is so freakinghot.

Niall’s tongue darts out to lick his lips as he kicks off his shoes, stalking over to the edge of the bed. As he tugs his shirt over his head, dropping it on top of my clothes, I admire the hard planes of his chest and abs.

“Eyes front,amhuirnín,” he orders, his voice low, silky and dangerous.

Oh god. My pussy flutters. He’s using his Reaper voice for me. My head snaps back to face the window, which showcases the gorgeous sight of Boston lit up at night.

I gasp and jolt forward as his fingers part my folds. Niall licks through them, his tongue swirling and tasting. Christ. My fingers clench around the silky, soft comforter as I pant with need. His hands move to anchor my hips in position. Yes, yes,yes.

“So fecking sweet,” he breathes, his tongue continuing to assault my clit, his thumb pressing into my pussy. I’m so close.

Niall doesn’t let me come. He works me over with his tongue until I pant and moan, almost crying with need. His mouth disappears, and I whimper.

“Please, Niall,” I whisper, my voice breaking. I need to come.Now. His large hand slides over my back, his breath brushing over my ear.


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