Blurb:
Mysterious Ireland is famous for its magical lore. But Kelly Murphy is here to mend a broken heart; not chase pots of gold. She can’t help being enchanted, though, by the beauty and charm of the land. Not to mention being completely captivated by local hunk and tour guide Sean Ahearn!
But it’s more than Ireland that’s seducing Kelly. After wandering onto a fairy hill, Kelly experiences the most passionate night of her life. It’s who it’s with that has her stumped.
Is it sexy Sean or is fairy mischief afoot?
In a land where everyone believes, can Kelly find the courage to let go of the past and take a leap of faith?
Adult Excerpt:
“How did such a fair damsel get lost?” As dark as it was, his eyes seemed to gleam in the shadows.
“I don’t know. I am not very good with directions.” Especially in a different country, half pickled.
“I’d say you found your way perfectly.” Melodic in its lilt, his voice became husky as his fingers grazed her cheek, igniting a fiery path in their wake.
“W-what are you doing, Sean?” Kelly asked softly. Her skin tingled under his touch, but his sudden forwardness stunned her.
“Were you not warned about the Gánconágh?” She could hear the smile in his voice. “You’re on a fairy hill.”
Kelly looked down at where she had been sitting earlier. She was on a hill, with a tree. He kept caressing her face, and she felt lulled by the warmth. “I guess I should be more careful.”
“No, you are exactly where you should be.”
Kelly had no idea what to say to such a comment. “I didn’t think you even noticed me,” Kelly confessed softly.
“A beautiful maiden on my hill? How could I not?”
The hard pad of his thumb lightly brushed her collarbone, stoking need with every movement. Doubts about his interest cleared quickly, but her head swam as she struggled to shift gears with this rapid turn of events.
“It’s hard to think when you do that.” Could he feel the erratic throb of her pulse he caused?
“How about when I do this?”
Sean’s mouth descended over hers, and all Kelly could register was disbelief as the tip of his tongue darted out to lick the seam of her mouth, enticing her to shyly part her lips and allow him full access. His tongue surged inside, mating expertly with hers as his hands cradled her face. Even in her hottest fantasies, a man had never kissed her like this. Desire warred with her confusion.
Breathless, she pulled back abruptly from their kiss.
“I don’t really understand what is happening here. I wasn’t expecting this.”
“Yes you were. You know the consequence of being here, don’t you?” He brushed a stray curl from her cheek as she replayed his words from the pub, heat flooding her face.
“Yes.” You were going to protect me. Then I said I might not want protection—
“Aren’t you here to be seduced?” His question hung lazily in the air, but Kelly sensed the rigid control he exerted over himself, the slight rag of his breath. She didn’t pause this time.
“Yes.”
His mouth claimed hers again, and this time, Kelly was truly lost. His hands knotted into her hair to draw her closer, his hard erection wedging against her belly, making Kelly gasp. Sean scooped her up in his sturdy arms then lay her down gently on the ground where he joined her.
Dimly, Kelly realized she couldn’t taste the Guinness on his tongue from earlier. His breath was honeyed and sweet, like the grass around them. Sean’s smell was stronger and muskier than she noticed at the pub, as though the soil was a part of him. The dimness served only to enhance her other senses, as she memorized every tantalizing, erotic detail.
Tracing her jaw line, his lips trekked hotly down the column of her throat. This exciting, near stranger was doing intoxicating things with his hands as they molded to her breasts over her shirt. Old Kelly would have protested this too soon intimacy, but new Kelly, post-Liam, had been feeling as sexy as a lump of clay, and this wonderful, gorgeous, sexy man was just what she needed.
She sucked in a deep breath as he slowly lifted her shirt, exposing her small mounds to the bite of the night air. Her breasts felt impossibly full and heavy, aching for his caress. Her nipples hardened, and Sean grunted with approval as his fingers sought a stiffened peak, rolling it gently. Pleasure spiked through Kelly, almost bordering pain. Weightless, Kelly moaned softly as he captured the tight bud greedily with his mouth.
Anticipation thrummed through her body as a rush of moisture pooled between her legs. Kelly couldn’t remember being turned on this quickly before—and by a near stranger! She pushed the thought out of her head as his roughened palms kneaded her breasts, awakening all her nerve endings with delicious friction. Her flesh was on fire and Sean knew just how to touch her. It was like magic. Kelly fought a giggle. Fairy magic!
Kelly’s heart slammed inside her chest as Sean’s lips devoured her, demanding her submission as his hands roamed her body hungrily. An instant of panic overtook her as she heard the snap of her jeans and felt the cool night air hit her navel. His hands smoothly pulled her clothes off until she lay almost naked in his arms, leaving only a thin, lacy thong. Her legs quaked helplessly as he touched her thighs, coaxing them open to the searing upward path of his hand.
Kelly dissolved as his movements met the lacy edge of her underwear, sucking in her breath as he grazed the scalloped edging of the material and traced the satiny area where her flesh met the fabric. Her pelvis tilted forward, unbidden. His fingers hooked into the elastic of her panties and dipped inside, causing Kelly to whimper as he reached her hot, wet core, her pussy fluttering at the first contact. He raked his nails lightly over her labia, making her body vibrate, before easing into her folds to stroke the most sensitive part of her with knowing fingers.
Umm, yeah okay, who wouldn't want some Irish Magic...? Lol....
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