Undressing the Pet was a long elaborate ritual, because the Irishman was eager to kiss every inch of her body as he took off her clothing. Her impatience grew; she wanted nothing more than to be in bed with the brothers, to be held and made love to by each of them. But O’Grady remained adamant.HE was going to do this, his way.So he kissed her as St Just held her in his arms, sucking her neck, and then kissing her mouth as she twisted to turn her face to St Just, her hand around his neck, pulling him down.Liam O’Grady pressed his mouth to her breasts, gently kissing and moving down to her nipples, which were hard and peaked. When he opened his mouth and drew one of the taut peaks into his mouth, Bianca shuddered, moaning softly, her hips moving restlessly. She gripped his head, her hands sinking in his hair as she pleaded,“Just take me, Irish, I shall come right here, like this, if you keep on.”The Irish Mafia man laughed hoarsely, eyes shining.But it was his naked, equally arou
Bianca melted. There could be no other expression for the way she sagged in his arms, surrendering to him. Like she had been waiting all this while for this moment, he thought in wonder.She felt his burly arms, slick with sweat, his body, damp with more sweat, but she could not care. Her arms wound around his neck, slippery and toned, relishing the feel of the Irishman’s body, packed with muscle, as she gave herself up to him.Their mouths found each other with an urgency that left no space for hesitation. It wasn’t soft; it was fierce, raw, and consuming. Their lips collided, parting almost instantly, hunger spilling through in the way their tongues tangled, desperate to claim and be claimed. Hands roamed with equal intensity; Bianca was clutching at the back of his neck, pulling closer, while O’Grady was like a drowning man who had found himself washed ashore unexpectedly, gripping tightly at her waist as if afraid his Pet might slip away.Breaths came in short, uneven gasps betwe
It was Roxanne and Serena who finally made Bianca change her mind. The two young women had turned up at Bianca’s apartment to take her along with them as they picked out the wedding dresses for themselves.Bianca was holding her son on her hip, chucking his plump chins as her friends entered.Roxanne flew across to scoop the plump fellow in her arms, giggling as he began to chant something in his baby gibberish.“Your little girlfriend is asleep at home,” she giggled and Bianca dimpled. It was now becoming a standing joke; Cian’s enthusiasm when he saw baby Eve was something out of the ordinary. As for Eve, she looked at him and blinked her beautiful eyes and dimpled, blowing him a raspberry with her pretty pink lips.Needless to say, Eve had her big Daddy eating out of her hand. Van Dyke would buy the moon if she pointed at it and cooed, sighed Roxanne sometimes.Now Serena, who walked in, smiled at Bianca speculatively. Serena and Roxanne had met Liam O’Grady while he was leaving th
Liam O’Grady threw himself into his work and the gym, wholeheartedly. The Casino had been his first venture, and along with his brother, he had gone into the loan shark business once the Casino picked up. As the three casinos that came after developed well, on their own speed, O’Grady had tended to slow down and take life easy. Other activities, like gun running, became more of his thing, as he told anyone who cared to listen. Once Bianca had come aboard, she had been a hands-on manager, checking accounts, keeping an eagle eye on the workings of the large Casinos.But now that she was avoiding him and vice versa, he spent his days and nights here.Things moved like a well-oiled machine, but at night, he would hit the gym and sweat it out, almost till dawn. Then, he would head to Claude’s suburban fortress-like home, where he would sneak into the room, he had been given and sleep it off. Guessing that he would need his privacy, Claude had shifted him to a room that boasted of its own
When Liam O’Grady reached Claude Delano’s home, he heard the handsome blonde boxer and his Bratva wife arguing, their voices raised. O’Grady sighed. Oh no, he thought wearily, hoping against hope that he would not feel as unwelcome as Rani had made him feel when he was spending the night at Dominick Delano’s home.Rani, Dom’s fiancée, had made no bones about the fact that she felt O’Grady had wronged Bianca. And more power to women, O’Grady had thought as she had gone about the house, her face a mask of stone. Surely…they were not thinking of turning him out, were they? He longed to have a family around him, and he stood in the foyer of the large house, a house which had been designed by Karina, more likely he thought, seeing the ornate woodwork, dark and gloomy, which was as expensive as it came. A couple of dark paintings, scenes of stormy seas and snow-covered streets with people going on sleighs, were placed prominently around. Claude burst into the foyer, his face flushed and sto
Bianca and St Just reached back to Thomastown, to Roxanne’s home, by late evening. They needed to pick up baby Cian and Sylvie and head home to Hollowford.They left the Shangri-La with heavy hearts, for the one evening spent there had brought them closer. Bianca turned in her seat to stare at the large palatial buildings as they drove to the exit.St Just gripped her hand tenderly and squeezed as he said in a low whisper,“We’ll come back, Pet, don’t fret.”She smiled and leaned toward him, snuggling up to his arm. It was a long, leisurely drive down the coast, where St Just stopped for Bianca to enjoy the fresh seafood he often spoke about. He took her to a small shanty on the beach with the legend,” Bart’s Place”, signalling that it was a restaurant.The owner, a big, tattooed man, flicked a curious look at Bianca.“Long time, Mr Just,” he boomed as he set about preparing the dish that St Just had ordered for the both of them. The rest of the Mafia men sat a few paces away, simil