I'm Yours
you mean?”
    “The black hair and blue eyes and they’re
both gorgeous.”
    “Gorgeous? I think Liam’s uglier than a
horse’s ass, maybe that’s because I know him better than you do,
but Meryl, she’s a beauty. Kiernan looks a lot like Liam but in a
softer way, he’s not as hard as Liam or Quinn. Quinn’s taller than
Liam, tall as me but a little bigger and he’s the hardest of the
brothers, but he’s got a soft spot for Meryl.”
    “Who wouldn’t? She’s young and sweet and so
pretty.”
    “Aye. Should we watch a movie then or are you
ready for bed?”
    “I’m not tired, let’s watch a movie.”
    Ian flipped through the channels but his eyes
kept straying to Kara. The blankets were tucked nicely under her
breasts and even in the dim light of the TV her shirt was sheer
enough that he could see the darker color of her nipples against
her milky white skin. The pressure he’d relieved in the shower was
slowly building back up and he could feel his cock pulsing against
his sweats. Part of him wanted to watch the rise and fall of her
breaths all night. Another part wanted to cover the temptation so
that he wouldn’t reach out and touch her.
    As they watched a movie on HBO, Ian could
feel Kara falling asleep beside him. It was for the best. Once her
breathing evened out he relaxed a little, but looked freely at her
body. He wasn’t sure he’d get any sleep tonight unless maybe he
took another shower, this time a cold one. After a few minutes,
Kara seemed to gravitate toward him and cuddled up to his side.
He’d been sitting up against the headboard, but he slid down so he
was lying next to her. She pressed herself against him in sleep and
he pulled her into his arms and gently kissed the top of her
head.
    So this is what it would be like to sleep
with Kara. He’d always wondered. She was soft and warm and he
figured she must be having an erotic dream because he could feel
her hardened nipples pressing into his side. When she resettled
herself and moaned what sounded like his name, he felt his sweats
tighten further and start to get damp from his pre-cum. He lay
there for a long time, just watching her sleep while his body cried
out for release.
    When the phone rang on the nightstand next to
Ian, Kara must have thought it was her alarm so she stretched out
to reach for it before he had a chance to turn and pick it up.
Because she was groping in her sleep, Ian got to the phone first,
but Kara had crawled on top of him and was pressed against him from
shoulder to hip. He had no doubt she could feel how hard he was as
his cock pressed against the softness of her stomach. Her eyes
popped open directly above him as they stared at each other.
    The phone rang again and Kara started to move
off of Ian but he quickly wrapped an arm around her waist like a
vice. Maybe he’d lie through his teeth and claim sleepiness, but he
wasn’t ready to let her go. As he held her still on top of him, Ian
answered the phone.
    “Go bhfuil tú sábháilte?” Ian asked Ronan
    “Yes, safe for now. I’ll call again in
four.”
    “OK.”

Chapter 7
    After his quick check in with Ronan, Ian hung
up the phone and threw it back on the nightstand. He rolled them
over so he was on top, pinning her down against the mattress. He
looked down into Kara’s still sleepy eyes. He could see that her
pupils were dilated either from the dream or from him lying on top
of her. He took her arms and moved them above her head, which
caused her back to arch. Groaning at the feel of her beneath him,
he was surprised when she pressed against him. He spread her legs
with one of his and settled himself between them. She moaned and
arched against him. Maybe she’d hate him in the morning, but he
couldn’t back away, not this time.
    “You must have been having some dream grá.”
He whispered as his face hovered just above hers.
    “Why?”
    “You moaned my name in your sleep.”
    “Are you sure it wasn’t Liam I was
saying?”
    Jealousy hit him so

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