There was a large chandelier with eight Magic-powered lamps hanging from the ceiling in the center of the room. There were doors and doorways leading ...to other parts of the house at either end of the room.We were already standing in the reception room before Niall Dunleevy realized that he hadn't introduced the other man yet."Please excuse my forgetfulness both of you!" he asked before proceeding. "Master O'Connell this gentleman is Hugh Garbh O'Donnell, the Earl's oldest living Son, and the one. ” I glanced behind me and then ran to catch up with Mr. Thick-dick. A quarter of the way back he softly said, “You really shouldn’t show your boobs to strangers, you know. Not all men are as civilized as me.” “Civilized? You’re the one jacking off in public.” “I was jacking off behind a shed at the edge of the woods over a mile away from the main house. I think I did a good job secluding myself.” “What if I had been a little girl? Would you have kept going?” “Of course not,” he said, glancing. She had gotten tired of this guy, he just wasn’t able to hold her interest. I asked her what she meant by that. And she didn’t hesitate to tell me it involved a lot of things but their sex life had gotten very stale! You could have knocked me over with a feather. I was dumbstruck by her comment.She proceeded to ask me what happens to men when they turn 40? I told her I didn’t know because I had no problem with my sex drive, if anything I was more interested now then ever. I chuckled and said. ’ He bent the black leather in half, reached his arm back and brought it firmly to her ass with the twist of his hip. She cried out as the pain swept through her. ‘You are fucking Markus, aren’t you, Sere?’ The shock of his language and his actions was near equal to her shock over the pain. She could count on one hand the number of times either of them had cursed and neither of them ever used language that gutter. And he’d never even taken the belt to her as a child much less as a grown young.