Unfinished Business Chap8

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Megan smiled and a tear fell. "Im absorbing the moment."

He made a frustrated sound, his gaze scoring her beautiful face.

"Im in love with you, Richard."

"Yeah?"

"Oh dont make another mistake and doubt me now."

He grinned, and his mouth crushed over hers, the force of his kiss bending her back over his arm.She gripped his bare shoulders.

"Richard," she whispered when she came up for air and he took her mouth again and again.

"Its been too long." He lifted her from the water, and she wrapped her legs around his hips, herarms around his neck. Smiling into each others eyes, Rick kissed her, his hands slicking over her

wet body. He cupped her round breast, his thumbs circling her nipples.

"We never got this far before," he said, and anticipation spilled over her skin.

"Unforeseen circumstances." She kissed the bullet scar on his shoulder. Ricks tongue slickedover the graze on her arm.

Suddenly, he couldnt taste enough, get close enough. He touched her and felt clean, washed ofhis sins, his loneliness. His hand sculpted her body, dipping, stroking and when she wasbreathless and whimpering he lifted her higher and closed his lips over her nipple, drawing it intohis mouth. Her cry scattered a covey of birds. Cool water and the heat of his mouth spread like anerotic whisper over her skin.

Trapped in her limbs, he carried her the few feet to the rocks. His hardness pressed and Megwanted him inside her, wanted to erase the past two years of missing him and feel alive again.

And when he lifted her to the edge of the rocks, Megan knew he meant business.

And meant to take care of it now.

His mouth trailed over her breasts, his tongue rasping as he dipped and laved. He palmed herbody as he moved lower, loving the sounds she made, that she couldnt keep still. He nipped the

join of her thigh, her belly, then he met her gaze as he spread her wider.

His expression was predatory, and hed found his prey. Then he tasted her.

Meg burned, her insides fighting their way out, to chase the fire and slick power. He toyed and

soothed, pulling her to the edge of rapture till she was pounding his shoulders to take her to thesummit. But he wouldnt, and she arched on the barren rock, pleasures abundant as savageluxury ripped and rode through her body in tremendous climax. She screamed his name and wentboneless as her world softened.

It wasnt enough.

She clawed at him, reaching. "Come to me now."

Kissing her, he carried her to the bank and laid her on the mossy earth. Water lapped at their


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bodies. She reached, pulling him between her thighs. His erection pressed to her softness, yet hedidnt move, gazing into her eyes.

Meg saw more than she expected in Ricks gaze saw everything she wanted.

Megan knew those eyes were warning her. Not that coming together would be good, that it wouldbe forever. He didnt say it, but at this moment, shed give herself to him and go willingly into thefire.

And he knew it, trembled with it. He pushed slightly, letting her feel the thickness of him.

Her eyes flared wickedly. "Youre torturing me," she said, lifting her hips.

"Youve been doing that to me for two years."

She stroked his jaw and he turned his face into her palm. "I love you, Richard. You belong to me.Come home."

He pushed into her, filling her in one hard stroke. Her gasp tumbled into his mouth and he drankit, lacing his fingers with her as he withdrew and pushed deeply. Again and again. His blood

boiled, pleasure overflowing, and Rick went with it. There was no use restraining himself, Meganwas all over him, her mouth, her hands. Driving him crazy. Then she rolled him to his back,straddling him.

She laughed and rode him, never taking her gaze from his, never. The spray from the fall coatedher in crystal beauty, her body undulating in the sun, and Rick was enthralled just watching hertake him like an Amazon princess claiming her prize. The pulse of her climax clawed through him,gripping, demanding he join her now, and Rick thrust into her and let the wet ride take him overthe edge.

She leaned back, fused to him and in the South American sun, Ricks heart shattered and he let itopen. And like a fair wind, she swept inside and stole his soul.

"I love you, Irish."

"And I love you, Callahan."

Callahan. He gazed into her hazel-green eyes. "Am I in trouble?"

"If you stop doing that to me, you will be."

"Next sixty years sound good?"

For a second her breath caught and he rolled her to her back, their bodies still locked.

She stammered, but no words came out.

He laughed softly, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "Ive left you speechless. Its a good look foryou."

When she only stared, he said, "Did you think I was going to let you get away this time?" Hebrought her hand to his mouth, laying a kiss there. "Marry me, Irish."

She searched his eyes, his face.

He tightened his hold, his heart dangling by a string. "One word, Meg, thats all it takes."


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She blinked back tears. "Yes!" she said and he kissed her. With each pass of his mouth overhers, loneliness fled, and roots took hold in their love.

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Seventy-two hours later, give or take a time zone, Rick leaned against the window frame, staringout at the Brazilian skyline. From the adjacent office Rick heard voices. He and Cameron OToolehad already cleared the air, but apparently Megan wasnt finished.

Rick turned as Cameron OToole, silver-haired with a barrel chest like a prize fighter, came in,looking shell-shocked. "Feeling singed?"

"By God, the lass has a temper like her mother."

Rick grinned. "Great, isnt it?"

Cameron laughed. "Youre twisted, lad. But if you love her..."

Richards expression darkened to menacing. "Never doubt that, OToole."

"Daddy!" Megan said from the doorway, glaring at her father, then walked toward Rick. His ringglittered on her finger and despite the tailored blue suit, all he could think of was how good shedlooked earlier this morning naked and draped over him.

"Thats a dangerous smile, darlin," she said softly, moving into his arms.

"Make you want to go native in the jungle again?" he said before he kissed her deeply.

Her father cleared his throat.

Meg looked at Rick. "The money is yours, Richard."

"Got a dollar, Cameron?" Rick asked.

Frowning, her father produced one.

Rick crossed to him, taking it and shoving it into his pocket. He looked back at Meg. "Id say weresquare."

Megan smiled brightly.

"I pay my debts, Callahan," her father said gruffly.

Rick crossed to Meg, and felt a power like hed never known in her arms. "Megan took care ofthat."

She blushed. "Youre so bad."

"Just some unfinished business we needed to conclude."

"Oh, were not done," she said, pulling him toward the door and the priest waiting to marry them.

He grinned. "Oh, Irish. I hope not."

The End


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