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    The music captured her for the rest of the evening, both the ballads and the lively tunes. Aiden’s red hair flew wildly as he worked his drums, even playing a solo on a couple of numbers, unusual in an Irish band. Jill could feel the beat thrumming through her body, and her pulse responded with an answering beat. She could almost feel the tremors in her pussy and her breasts and crossed her legs to squeeze her thighs together to contain the vibrations in her inner walls.
    Charlie said very little during the breaks, not even asking again if she was sure or if she wanted to think about it one more time. He looked both thoughtful and worried, and Jill wished she could remind him this was her decision and she was prepared for any consequences. She hoped.
    After the next to last set, Aiden turned the bar over to his assistant and came to fetch Jill.
    “Let’s go chat in my office, a chara . I want a few minutes alone with you, okay? The end of the evening is too far away.”
    “Of course.” She gave him her hand, and he helped her rise from the chair. “I’ll be right back,” she told Charlie, who just nodded silently.
    Jill was slightly nervous as Aiden led her down the narrow hallway and into a room that was jammed with a desk, filing cabinets, and other office detritus. Aiden closed and locked the door and swept her into his arms. His mouth was hot on hers, his lips rich and full, his tongue a living thing as it probed her mouth, licking her inner surfaces.
    Every one of her nerves responded as he pressed her to the door with his big body, his hands buried in her hair. By the time he lifted his head, she could barely catch her breath.
    “ A ghra ,” he murmured, trailing kisses along the column of her neck and beneath her jaw. “You taste and smell so delicious.”
    One large hand skimmed along her ribs and slid upward to cup a breast. The heat of his fingers seared her flesh even through the silk of her blouse and the thin satin of her bra. She pushed herself against him, urging him to hold tighter, squeeze harder. At her mound, she could feel the thick heated rod of his cock, huge and swollen beneath the jeans he wore.
    For a brief moment, she wondered what she was doing in a back office with this man instead of waiting for the close of the bar when they’d have the rest of the night in a proper place. Then she banished the thought, concentrating instead on how he excited her. How much he wanted her. Enough to sneak in these few moments together before they left the pub. As his lips skated over her skin and his hands caressed her, images of how they would be in bed, naked and unrestrained, danced through her head and aroused her even more.
    He cupped her buttocks, gripping them for a brief instant before lifting her and placing her on the desk. There was barely enough room for her to sit, but Aiden pushed papers aside before yanking up her short skirt and spreading her thighs. He stared at her crotch, covered only with a bit of green silk.
    “I fantasized about this,” he told her in a gravelly voice. “Ever since the last time we met. It was all I could think about.”
    Better and better.
    With a quick flick of his wrist, he yanked the thong down her legs and tossed it to the side. Opening the lips of her cunt with his large fingers, he gave her a long, hungry stare before he leaned forward and licked the length of her slit.
    Jill moaned at the touch, looking down on his thick red curls through eyes hazy with lust. His tongue was doing wicked things to her, lapping and teasing, thrusting inside her waiting channel, then tracing around the rim of her opening. Holding her in place with his warm hands, he feasted on her cream, nipping with his teeth, then soothing with his tongue.
    Heat flashed through her, her blood pumping as her nerves woke up and danced everywhere in her body. When Aiden closed his teeth lightly over the aching bud of her clit, she had to bite down on her fist to keep from