Chapter 4
COLE
“You don’t have to give us a ride,” Lorna insisted as I guided her and Ivy out to the small, private parking lot behind the club. “We can take a cab.”
“Stop arguing with me, lass,” I grunted when I stopped beside my red BMW and punched a code on the door to unlock it. “I’m not going to let you take a cab at two in the morning when I’m perfectly capable of driving you home.”
“But you have to go all the way out to Long Island—”
“It’s on the way,” I interrupted, opening the back door for Ivy and then the front passenger for Lorna.
“It is not!” she protested.
“Give it up, Lorna,” Ivy advised as she slid into the car. “This ride is awesome,” she sighed, making me chuckle before shutting the door.
“Yeah, give it up, lass,” I teased. Her cheeks dusted with pink, and I winked before helping her into the seat and pulling the belt across her to click it into place.
“I can buckle myself,” she whispered.
“I know,” I replied at the same low volume. “But I want to take care of you.”
She looked a little shell-shocked at my statement, and I just grinned before standing and shutting her door.
I shook out my arm as I walked around the car. It was tingling from where it had brushed up against her tits, and the sensation was making its way to my already hard as steel dick.
Once we were all settled, I navigated through the New York City streets with ease.
I’d grown up on Long Island, but I’d gone to college in the city and lived there until I took my job with the Nighthawks and bought a house twenty minutes from the stadium.
Plus, it was late, and while plenty of people were still out and about, the traffic was thinning.
Unfortunately, that meant we arrived at Lorna’s apartment much faster than I would have liked. By some miracle, there was an empty spot a few cars down from her front door, and I glided into it before shutting off the engine.
“Seriously,” Ivy piped up sleepily from the back seat. “Nice ride, O’Hara.”
“Thanks,” I chuckled. I placed my hand over Lorna’s and waited for her to look at me before giving her a soft smile. “Wait for me, okay?”
She blushed prettily and nodded, so I gave her hand a soft squeeze before letting go and exiting the car.
I opened Ivy’s door first and helped her out, then Lorna.
When we were all standing on the sidewalk, Ivy put her hands up and let out an incredibly fake, overdramatic yawn.
“Well, I’m beat. I’m gonna go up to bed.
You two kids have fun.” Then she leaned in and whispered something to Lorna that made her whole face flush before glancing back at me. “Thanks for the ride, O’Hara.”
I barely managed a, “You’re welcome,” before she pranced toward their building.
Shaking my head in amusement, I glanced down at Lorna and raised an eyebrow.
“What’s got you so flustered?” I asked softly, running the tip of a finger over one of her cheeks.
The blush made her freckles pop, and I added connecting them with my tongue to the very long list of things I’d planned to do to her when I finally got her in my bed.
Lorna cleared her throat, and her eyes darted away. “Nothing.” Her voice practically squeaked, and I laughed.
“Now why don’t I believe you?” I grasped her hips and dragged her to me before wrapping her up in my embrace.
“She was just being…” Lorna sighed and looked up at the sky.
Slowly, I lowered my head until our mouths were only a breath away, then murmured. “I have ways of making you talk, lass.”
She licked her lips, and her green orbs darkened, sending zings of desire shooting through my body.
With a deep breath, I pushed back my urge to devour her and instead, simply brushed my mouth over hers. Then I crooned, “Tá mé ag fáil bháis a bheith taobh istigh duit.”
“Holy cow,” she breathed. Her hands latched onto my biceps, and her fingers dug into my arms. “You speak Gaelic?”
I grinned and nodded. “I figured if you found my accent sexy…”
Lorna swallowed and licked her lips, leaving a shiny trail that had me holding back a groan. “Um, yeah…it’s…I like it.”
“Enough to tell me what Ivy said?” I grinned, and she giggled.
“Nice try.” Then she peered up at me curiously. “What did you say to me?”
“Nuh-uh,” I tsked. “Tit for tat.”
Lorna blushed again, and I pressed my forehead to hers as I chuckled. “That sounded dirtier than I meant it. But if the way you blushed at whatever Ivy said is any indication, it might have been more appropriate than I realized.”
“Did you say something dirty?” She actually sounded eager, and when I pulled back to look at her, her expression matched her tone.
“Hmm, it seems my lass has a bit of a filthy mind.” I grinned so she’d know I was more than okay with the statement.
She turned pink but returned my smile. “I never have before.”
“So I bring it out in you?” I mused. “You just become more and more perfect every moment I spend with you.”
Lorna bit her lip, then broke out into a pleased smile. “As long as you’re okay with it.”
“Oh, baby,” I grunted, yanking her body tight against mine so she could feel exactly how much I liked it. “I love it.”
Her sexy mouth formed a little O, making me think about how fucking amazing her lips would look wrapped around my cock. Fucking hell, I needed to let her go before I shoved her in the car and fucked her brains out.
“Have dinner with me tomorrow,” I requested with the crooked smile that she seemed to like.
“Okay,” she agreed, beaming at me.
I bent my head and pressed my lips to hers, retreating seconds before I gave in and really kissed her. “I’ll pick you up at six,” I grunted.
Reluctantly, I dropped my arms and took a step back. She looked so crestfallen that my heart couldn’t take it, and I grabbed her hand, tugging her back into my arms and sealing my mouth over hers.
She let out a little moan, and it tossed kindling onto the fire building inside me.
I traced her lips with the tip of my tongue, and when they parted, I immediately entered.
Sweet honey. The taste filled my senses, and I was suddenly ravenous.
I cupped her face and angled her head to deepen the kiss.
By the time we managed to tear our mouths away, we were both panting, our hearts racing. Lorna’s arms were locked around my torso, and she laid her head on my chest as she attempted to calm. I rested my chin on her crown and wrapped myself around her.
Eventually, I found the strength to separate from her, though I kept one of her hands clasped tightly in my own. I walked her to her door and kissed her forehead. “Good night, lass.”
“Good night, Cole.”
The sound of my name in her smooth voice rekindled the fire, and I had to untangle our fingers before I lost all self-control.
She turned and walked up the four steps to the heavy green door that led into the bright red-brick building.
Her hand was on the knob when I called her name, and she looked at me over her shoulder. I crooked my finger, and her lips tipped up at the corners as she spun around and skipped down the steps to stand before me.
“If you tell me, I’ll tell you.”
Lorna’s cheeks burned, but the curiosity in her eyes was so strong, I was sure it would get the best of her.
“You first,” she insisted.
I grinned and bent over to whisper in her ear. “I told you that I was dying to be inside you.”
When I straightened, she was gawking at me, but I grinned when she hugged herself around the middle, pushing up her tits and showing off her hard nipples poking through her top. Then she shifted. Though it was so subtle I almost missed it, I noticed the slight tightening of her thighs.
“Your turn, lass,” I reminded her in a low, smooth voice.
“Um…” Lorna’s gaze dropped to the ground, and she shuffled her feet a few times, then took a deep breath. “She told me to stop waiting around because you’re perfect.”
She looked everywhere but at me, and I narrowed my eyes. “That’s not all she said,” I stated.
“How do you know?” Her tone was indignant, but she still hadn’t met my gaze.
I gripped her chin and lifted her face, finally gaining her eyes. “That wouldn’t have made you blush so hard, lass. What else did she say? Tit for tat, Lorna.”
She sighed. “Ivy said I should let you pop my cherry.”
Holy fucking shit.
I was speechless. Partly because I couldn’t believe this gorgeous woman was a virgin, and partly because I was absolutely consumed with lust. A Neanderthal that I didn’t know lived inside me started beating its chest in triumph at knowing I would be the first and only man to ever be inside Lorna.
She opened her mouth to say something, her eyes swimming with worry. Probably taking my silence as disgust or something equally ridiculous.
I released her chin and placed my finger over her lips to keep her quiet. Then I dropped my head so that we were almost nose to nose. “I intend to, lass.”
Her mouth opened and her eyes went wide, so I gave her one more quick, hard kiss and then turned her around by her shoulders and urged her back up the steps.
“Six, Lorna,” I reminded her.
She peeked at me over her shoulder and nodded, a small smile playing at her lips. Then she went inside, and I walked stiffly to my car, wincing with every painful step. I couldn’t think of a single time when I’d been this fucking hard.
I drove home with the windows down, the air conditioner blasting, and rock music blaring from my speakers while trying to think of every unsexy thing I’d ever seen.
When I arrived home, I wasn’t in a much better state, and even more so after an ice-cold shower. I dropped into bed and fell asleep but returned to the shower twice more that night after waking up from erotic dreams of Lorna.