This Love (Cowboys & Angels 6)

“Trust me, baby, I’m not trying to impress you. This was the only room they had left.”

“Oh,” I whispered, feeling guilty for me thoughts. I knew the Parkers had money; that was no secret. And I was sure Cord did well with his profits from the bar, but the one thing I loved about him and his family was that they didn’t act like they were the richest family in the area. Unlike me grandmother. She made sure to tell everyone she was from royalty. The fact that she was English and me grandda was Irish made no difference to her. She still had royal blood pulsing through her veins, and according to her, so did I. Her dream was for me to move to England and marry someone proper. That was where Sean came into the picture while I was at uni. We had been oil and vinegar. We both knew it would never work, but me grandmother had other plans.

The ding of the lift pulled me from me thoughts. Cord walked a few feet and slipped the key into the door, motioning for me to walk in first.

“Are you sore?” he asked as I took in the room. It was beautiful. Floor-to-ceiling windows spanned across the entire living, dining, and small kitchen area. The view of the water and hill country stole my breath.

“Not really,” I said, turning to see me bag sitting next to the sofa.

“Have you already been here?”

Cord smiled. “Yes. We can visit during the day with my family, but at night, at night I want you all to myself.”

I returned his sexy grin with one of me own. “But it’s not night and your ma had dinner plans.”

Stalking toward me, Cord placed his finger on me chin. “We’ll be back for dinner. Right now, I want my beautiful Irish cailin.”

When he kissed me jaw, I gripped his arms to keep me legs steady. “Yes,” I hissed. I could hear the desire in me voice, and I didn’t care. Cord Parker brought something out in me that was raw. Passionate. I was his…and he was mine.

“I made love to you earlier, baby. Right now I want to fuck you.”

Me heart pounded so loudly I was sure the entire top floor heard it. I warmed with the idea of Cord being inside of me. Dazed with the idea of him fucking me, no more worries about me virginity. I was a little sore, but I wanted him. All of him. I wanted to see him lose control and give me everything he wanted to give.

Before I knew what was happening, he lifted me in his arms and carried me through the massive suite. When he walked into the bedroom, I gasped. Roses of every color filled the entire room.

How in the world did he do this?

“Cord,” I whispered, me voice sounding raspy from emotion. “When? How?”

He put me on the floor and cupped me face in his warm, strong hands. “When I booked the room, I asked the concierge to fill the room with roses. I told him today was a special day for us and that I needed everything to be perfect.”

When he moved his mouth to mine, I let out a groan of anticipation. He kissed me like I had never been kissed before. It felt desperate, almost. Like he was trying to tell me this wasn’t a dream. That we were finally together, and that he would never break me heart. Melting into his kiss and body, I prayed for the last bit of fear and doubt to melt away.

And it did. At least for now.

“Cord,” I panted when he finally stopped kissing me. Our hands went to each other’s clothes. It was a frantic need, each of us fumbling to remove the layer of clothing between our bodies.

When Cord had successfully stripped me bare, he took a step back and let his eyes move over me body. A part of me wanted to cover up, but his look of pure desire did something else to me. It drove me own desire even more. The heavy weight of need was pulsing between me legs. One touch, and I was sure to explode into a million pieces of bliss.

Cord dropped to his knees and I gasped when he picked up me leg and put it over his shoulder.

He licked through me hot folds, and I nearly collapsed to the floor.

I was in his arms before he would let that happen. Moving us to the bed, he set me down.

“Maebh, I need to taste that sweet pussy of yours again.”

Me cheeks heated and the only thing I could do was nod. It was clear Cord liked giving me oral sex, and I wasn’t about to argue. When he spread me legs, I dropped back onto the large, king-size bed and prepared for how he made me feel. The smell of roses filled me senses and brought this experience to another level. I’d never be able to smell a rose again and not think of Cord’s face between me legs, licking and sucking until he nearly drove me mad.