Irish Luck

Chapter Twenty-Four

Cian

Of course Finn and Ashley had the bright idea of us all going to a club and where this would usually be my kind of hell somehow Stasia's presence has made it bearable and that's mainly because I haven't been able to take my eyes off her the whole time we've been here.

Millie and her friends eventually got the message and disappeared at some point which was an added plus and as soon as they went off Stasia really came out of her shell, the lively her showing itself.

"She's really something else" Ashley says nudging my arm as we watch Stasia throws back her 5th tequila shot with Finn, not even a slight cringe edging her features as she does.

"She really is" I reply completely transfixed with watching her.

Even when she's across the room her eyes flicker over to me and when she see me watching her she comes barreling over her checks flustered and a wide smile on her face.

"Dance with me?" She asks holding her hand out as she flutters her lashes at me.

Ashley scoffs from next me probably expecting me to say hello no but even though that would usually be my response something about the way she's looking at me right now has me taking her hand and rising from my seat.

I gather from her expression she wasn't actually expecting me to say yes and I can probably guess that the look of shock mirrors my brother and cousins.

Stasia leads the way to the dance floor a visible spring in her step and I can't help but feel better leased that I'm able to make her happy by such a small action.

She pulls me right to the centre of the dance floor just as Talking body The Young Professionals remix plays and fuck me the way Stasia starts to sway her hips and grinds her ass against me in perfect rhythm to every single beat of the music is enough to drive even the sanest of men crazy.

I instantly start to move with her, my hands roaming over her body in a possessive way. Her arm hooks around my neck bringing my face close to hers and I can just about hear her singing the lyrics over the loudness of the music.

We move like that, our bodies in perfect sync with each other and the club around us seems to fizzle away. There's just the two of us and the music.

She spins herself round so she's facing me, her head tilted up so our mouths are practically touching and I for once let instinct take over.

My lips press to hers and she keeps her arm hooked around my neck keeping our bodies pressed together as I lick the seam of her lips until she opens for me allowing my tongue inside. As the kiss deepens my hands roam over her body, hers moving in perfect sync with mine whilst we both continue to grind to the beat of the music.

She only just about pulls away when Finn's body presses up behind her, his movements mirroring ours and he wastes no time dipping his head down to her neck sucking and kissing her skin.

Stasia's eyes flick to mine and I gather she's waiting to see what reaction is going to come from me but all I do is tug her into me bringing my mouth back to hers.

We spend most of the night like that, Stasia sandwiched between the two of us or she drinks and dances with Ashley. By the time we leave the club she can barely walk straight and practically sings the whole way home.

As soon as the lift doors open into the penthouse Finn's hand clamps over her mouth in an attempt to keep her quiet and reduce the risk of Hugh ripping us a new one.

We've already been ignoring his calls knowing full well he's been blowing his top about us being out with Stasia. I'm relatively surprised he's not standing there waiting for us but the coast seems clear so we make a B-Line rushing her to her room as quickly as possible.