Page 110 of My Husband Problem

“They are,” he says, promise heavy in his words.

“No pressure,” I say, giving him a little smile.

“I am very good under pressure,” he tells me, not letting me lighten the moment.

I take a deep breath. “I am really glad about that.”

“We’ll take it slow. How about we just play around a little bit to start?”

There’s a glint in his eyes now that I’ve never seen before, and a sliver of heat snakes through me from my chest to my pussy, my inner muscles fluttering. “Okay. What do you mean?”

“Well, we both just said that the idea of watching the other play with themselves and come was really exciting.”

I nod, catching on to what he’s saying.

“And we both need to have an idea of how I compare to that biggest dilator.”

I cough out a laugh, surprised. “That’s true. Need to know what I’m getting into.”

His smile is the biggest I’ve seen, and this sense of playfulness from him is unexpected and thrilling at the same time.

“Where would be the best place for this? Bedroom? Or is that too intimidating? Too much pressure?” he asks.

“Bedroom would be great,” I say. “That’s where I’ve been fantasizing about you all this time. I’d love to have you there for real.”

He steps back, then holds his hand. “Let’s go have some fun, Mrs. O’Grady.”

And oh hell, that Mrs. O’Grady also really works.

I put my hand in his, and he starts to tug me in the direction of the bedroom, but then he looks at me and says, “Ah, fuck it.”

Then he bends and throws me over his shoulder.

CHAPTER 23

DECLAN

I stopbeside her bed and take a deep breath. I chuckle softly. “This room smells like mine.”

I let her slide down my body, very much enjoying the contact. Her toes touch the floor nearly on top of mine, and she doesn’t move to step back.

She smiles up at me. “Pretty obvious, isn’t it? I almost bought some of your cologne too.”

I brush her hair back away from her face. “Well, now you don’t have to. You can have me in here anytime you want.”

A shiver goes through her body. “I feel like that’s going to be a lot.”

That causes more than a shiver to go through me. My blood is pumping hard, and I have never been this aroused in my life. “Good,” I tell her simply, roughly.

“Kiss me,” she says softly.

“Gladly.”

I cup her face and lower my mouth. As always, she meets me partway, lifting onto her toes and fisting the front of my shirt.

We don’t even start soft and slow. The kiss is hot and deep from the start. I taste her fully, letting her feel, for the first time, how much I want her.

I know that’s important tonight. Hell, it’s always important, but tonight, when we’re doing this for the first time and when we have these other barriers to get past, I need her to know that I am all in here. I have never wanted a woman more, and I will do whatever it takes to make this amazing for her.