MagicalMistakes by Victoria Davies Page B

him every way she could
have him.
    Ciar’s hands wrapped around her waist and he pulled her hips
hard against his. She gasped as she felt the hard length of his cock straining
against the fly of his jeans.
    “God, you drive me crazy,” he whispered.
    “Right there with you,” she replied, angling her head back
to allow him to run his lips down her throat. “I think we need to lose a few of
these layers.”
    Ciar pulled his shirt over his head without any hesitation.
    Mikayla licked her lips as she stared at his firm chest.
“Much better,” she purred, drawing her fingers down his bronzed skin.
    “Your turn.”
    Grinning, Mikayla fingered the hem of her sweater.
    “Don’t tease,” he whispered, his breath burning her
sensitive skin.
    “Say ‘please’.”
    “Please.”
    She blinked at the instant response but the lust in his eyes
left her with no doubt what motivated his capitulation.
    Mikayla tugged the shirt over her head. The clothing slipped
from her fingers, pooling at the ground by their feet.
    She stood before him in her bra without a drop of self-consciousness.
When he looked at her with those burning eyes there was no room for doubt.
    “Wondrous,” he murmured as his hands slid up her bare
abdomen.
    Mikayla shivered at his touch. She gasped as his hand rose
to cup her breast. “Ciar,” she breathed, needing more. Mikayla tilted her head
toward his and was rewarded by his burning kiss. No matter their personal
difficulties, physically there was no denying their compatibility.
    “I need you,” Mikayla whispered. “Now.”
    “Say ‘please’,” Ciar taunted her.
    Mikayla bit her lip as he slid his leg between hers.
    “Please,” she whispered.
    “Good girl.” He grabbed her hips and pulled her roughly
against his hard body.
    “Yes,” Mikayla groaned, wrapping her arms around him.
    “Damn you for feeling this good.”
    “It cuts both ways.” Mikayla cupped his face and forced his
gaze back to her. “As crazy as I make you feel, be assured it is returned
twofold.”
    “Irresistible Mikayla,” he breathed, running his lips along
her jaw.
    Mikayla merely smiled at his words but inside she was glowing.
This was exactly what she wanted. He should be as desperate as she was.
    She grinned as he pushed her back onto the window seat. He
reached for the clasp of her bra and Mikayla made no protest as he striped the
material from her body.
    Ciar bent his head and pressed his lips to the skin above
her heart. Mikayla stiffened as his mouth moved lower. She gripped the seat
beneath her as he trailed his lips over her breast. When his hot mouth closed
over a nipple she shuddered in pleasure.
    “Ciar,” she whispered, arching away from the window and
toward his sinful mouth.
    “Beautiful,” he breathed, running his tongue across the
sensitive bud.
    In retaliation, Mikayla slid her hand down his chest. She
didn’t stop until her palm cupped his hard erection.
    Ciar hissed in response.
    Mikayla curled her fingers around his cock, stroking him
through the rough material of his jeans.
    “Mikayla,” he groaned.
    “Please,” she begged. “I need you inside me, just like
before.”
    Ciar dropped his head onto her shoulder, breathing heavily
as she continued to torture him through his clothes.
    “You’re driving me crazy.”
    Mikayla smiled. “That’s the point,” she whispered in his
ear.
    “Be careful who you play with.”
    “Only you,” she replied with a sigh. Only ever you ,
she wished she could add. But he wasn’t ready to hear the words and she wasn’t
ready to say them.
    Apparently her reply was more than enough for him. He
grabbed fistfuls of her skirt and lifted. She held her breath as he raised the
material to her hips, baring her to his view.
    “Tell me,” he commanded her, his fingers tracing the skin
along her panty line. “Say that you want me.”
    “I’ve always wanted you,” she told him. “I’ll never lie
about that.”
    “How?” he asked in a wicked