Page 165 of Sins of Innocence

An internal shiver rolls through my soul and for all our sakes, I hope we never have to find out.

Because as much as I don’t like Mick's ruthlessness, I believe he has integrity. Besides, I really like his wife and children and don't want to see them grieving his loss.

Which tells me what I believe deep down would happen if Kieran ever had to choose between my safety and his boss.

We've been married less than three weeks, but my heart knows what it knows.

Kieran will always keep his promises to me, no matter what it costs him.

"I think I'm falling in love with you," I say with all the awe and terror that knowledge fills me with.

I am totally unprepared for the passionate beast those words waken.

In a flurry of movement, my shirt is gone…my skirt is gone…there’s a tearing sound and my underwear is gone too. He leaves my bra for last.

He’s fascinated by my large and squishy breasts. Kieran caresses and kneads them with the concentration of a scientist on the verge of a breakthrough.

The leashed violence in him makes me think this is going to be fast but after long minutes of worshiping my body with his hands and his mouth, I know it will be the opposite.

He whispers a litany of praise as he appreciates my body, the words falling constantly from his lips like they don't any other time.

"You are so beautiful." His hands map the curve of my waist.

He cups my backside and dives forward to inhale the scent of my wet pussy. "I can’t get enough of you."

"These are so perfect." He's back to my breasts, pinching my nipples and I gasp. "So damn perfect."

Then he's kissing me again, his lips consuming, his body blanketing mine. He breaks the kiss to suck up a love bite on my neck, making me shiver. "That's right, baby girl. Feel what I do to you."

"Kieran, please!" I don't know what I'm asking for.

It's all so good, I don’t want him to stop doing what he's doing to move somewhere else, but the tension in my belly is coiling tighter and tighter.

He flips me over and nips the back of my thigh, right where it meets my butt cheek.

I squeal, but lift my bottom for more.

He gives it to me, sucking up a love bite there too, making my pussy weep with delight.

When he turns me back over, I'm so close to coming, I think it would only take a single brush to my clit and I'd go over.

But that's not where his hands go. He's back to touching every inch of me with featherlight caresses. "I don’t know how I survived 34 years without access to this body, but I never want to go another day without it."

If he was only talking about my body, my heart wouldn’t be expanding in my chest.

But the way he touches me, the way he treats me…there’s no question that Kieran appreciates the very depth of me.

He is in awe of my mom skills. He thinks I am so strong for working for Kenneth for six years when I had no other choice. My husband thinks I’m really smart.

Everyone who’s ever met us since we became besties has always considered Ellie the smart one. Only Kieran's made it clear on so many occasions in the past two weeks that he considers my brain on par with Ellie's.

Mom always said we were both smart, just in different ways. I thought that was because she was my mom. It was like a law that she couldn't think her daughter-from-another-mother was smarter than me. Moms don't play favorite, right?

She had to say stuff like that.

But Kieran makes it clear my ability to organize and streamline financial processes is more than a little impressive to him. He is in awe of my skills.

And that just makes everything that’s happening right now a bigger turn on.