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Roison.”
    “It means if you don’t take me into one of the back rooms and fuck me I might come right now .”
    He nuzzled her cheek with his. “Oh, I do like you, Roisin.”
    “Then fuck me, Sir. Come on.”
    He hoisted her over his shoulder like some caveman, and her body went hot and soft all over as he carried through the room. Her hair was in her face, but it didn’t matter. She knew where he was taking her.
    When they reached one of the private alcoves he set her down on the high, padded table and pressed down on the space between her breasts hard enough that she knew to stay there, on her back.
    Watching him get undressed with desire already simmering at a fever pitch in her system was an erotic experience in itself.
    The vest came off first, revealing more muscle, every taut slope and hard surface beautiful to behold. He kicked his way out of his boots and his jeans came next—and she almost cooed in pleasure when she saw he went commando underneath. Then she did gasp softly at the sight of his cock.
    Oh, Jesus, save me.
    It was huge. Steel-hard and as beautiful as every other muscle in his god-like body. The skin was a pale gold, the head a bit darker, swollen and succulent. He had two large, craggy scars down his left thigh surrounded by heavy tribal tattoo work, another scar over his hip on the same side. She wanted to reach out and smooth her hands over those hurting places. Yet they only made him more impossibly masculine. She wanted to reach out and take that beautiful cock in her mouth just as much, to see if she could manage to swallow it.
    “Don’t move, Roison,” he commanded, his jaw tight.
    She licked her lips. Her sex clenched. All she could do was lay back and open her thighs.
    “Christ, what you do to me, girl.”
    He yanked her thong off in a flash and bent between her thighs.
    Yes, thank you…please…
    He kissed her swollen pussy lips over and over, soft kisses that led to nibbling bites. Desire built inside her, ready to explode at any moment. She had to bite it back, not wanting to come too soon. But when he laid the flat of his tongue on her needy clit and thrust two fingers inside her, she couldn’t help it—she came in a torrent of cries and pleasure, flooding his hand and his mouth. He kept working her as her body spasmed, his fingers curving to hit her G-spot, his mouth sucking at her clit. She came again in mere seconds, pleasure crashing over her like an ocean wave while she panted and groaned.
    “Ah, God, Finn…”
    “Again,” he ordered.
    She wasn’t sure she could…until he forced her thighs wider apart and began to fuck her hard with his fingers while he flicked his tongue at her clitoris—hard, relentless, plunging into her over and over. Pleasure built once more, spiraled even higher for having come twice already.
    “Now,” he ordered. And it was that one word that set her off. She came again, her climax ripping into her, making her writhe, pleasure so intense she couldn’t even cry out.
    Before she was done he was on her.
    “Now,” he said again, his tone rough with need.
    She felt the enormous head of his sheathed cock at her opening, and she let her legs fall wide to accommodate him.
    “Yes…need you, Finn. Now.”
    He raised himself up on his arms, paused while his sparking, blue gaze searched hers. He almost looked as if he were in pain, his expression was so torn with desire, his gaze burning hot.
    “Going to fuck you through the wall now, girl,” he told her, demanding that she take it with his tone.
    “Yes, Sir.”
    He held her arms over her head with one strong hand and slung his hips, burying his cock inside her.
    God, he was big. She was filled, stretched. It felt so damn good. It hurt a little. But she was wet enough to take almost anything.
    She lifted her head and kissed his muscled shoulder, then bit into his flesh.
    “Ah, yeah, bite me harder, girl. Do it.”
    She let her teeth really sink in, tasting him, devouring his flesh. He tasted