Unsettled (Chosen #1) by Alisa Mullen Page B

Except tonight, I didn’t know my surroundings at all. For once in a long time, I honestly didn’t give a shit.
    “Teagan? I want a shot, ” I yelled.
    He smiled down at me and we made our way to the bar where we proceeded to down multiple shots of whiskey.
    Hours later, Teagan and I left The Littlest Bar and headed to the T. Initially, I objected because I was having a great time but in no uncertain terms, Teagan whispered that the night was not over. As we stumbled to the T, Teagan put his arms underneath me to keep me straight as we walked over the cobblestone street to the Boston Common station. His hold never faltered even as we passed the turnstile and rushed to get on the next train. Although there were open seats, we held onto the bars as we looked into each other’s eyes. He dipped his head into my hair and started kissing the back of my neck. Then his lips were on mine and as I stood there, swaying side to side with the train, his tongue plunged into my mouth, and we devoured each other during the ten stops to Cleveland Circle station. We didn’t even notice we got there until the automatic woman’s voice came on and announced the stop. Immediately, we tore apart and ran to the doors just before they started to close.
    Back in the apartment, we skipped the pleasantries to his roommates and immediately headed to his bedroom. He took off his tie and dipped back on his bed, face up. When I started to him, he put his hands up, halting me.
    His stormy eyes looked up to me and quietly , he said, “Lizzie, will you please strip for me? I want you so bad. For days, I’ve dreamt and thought of you doing this for me.”
    I smiled and lifted my shirt. I slowly removed my bra and, when I had removed my pants, I stood there with my underwear still in place.
    “You have to finish the rest,” I said.
    He crooked his finger and we immediately started on each other’s mouths, just as we had on the train. His fingers led up and down my back and he swore.
    “I want you, Teagan, ” I whispered over his lips.
    He immediately twisted me off him and took control. He held his body over mine and stared me up and down before pulling a condom from underneath his pillow.
    As I smiled up to his determined face, he looked impatient but sheepish. “I want to do this so bad. I won’t be good the first time. I ’ve wanted you since the very first night, so I have to apologize before we do this,” Teagan said.
    I put my hand on the side of his face and gave him a quick nod of approval. Within minutes, he had kissed every part of my body, like he had promised at the bar, and slowly slipped himself into me. Both of us gasped when he was completely inside of me then he looked down into my eyes to make sure I was okay. I smiled and he rolled himself out of me. I closed my eyes and he rocked back into me a bit more aggressively as he reminded me how sexy I was and how nothing had ever felt so wonderful in his life. I said nothing. I just felt the rocking and moaning and the swirling air around me that took me to another exhilarating place.
    After we reached our climaxes, we were both panting so hard we couldn’t even speak. We lay there in the dark and cuddled up to each other. As we got our breath back, he whispered to me, “Lizzie.”
    “Yes?” I asked.
    “I want this every night. I want this every night with you until I have to go back home. I know you have other obligations, but I have a key for you and I want you here every night, with me, in my arms,” Teagan said in his thick Irish accent with a shining delight in his eyes.
    “Umm…ok ay, Teagan, but where is Cian going to be?” I asked. Of course, I would sleep wherever Teagan wanted me to. I let go of Conner and the expectations from my family and stepped into the Ireland of Boston. Teagan was fun and he paid for all our drinks and the sex was amazing. In just a few days, we knew each other’s bodies like old lovers. He could be sensual one moment and then he became a