‘I needed to see you before I touched and tasted every part of you.’
Oh.
‘Come.’I tugged him back by the waistband of his breeches.I sighed when his warm chest pressed against my naked breasts, and he backed me up to the bench.His hands gripped my hips, and I felt my feet leave the floor as he sat me on his workbench among his tools.
He bent me back over his muscular forearm, forcing my upper body to arch and allowing him to capture the rosy tip of my breast in his mouth.
I cried out as his tongue toyed with me, his mouth moving from one breast to the other.It was pure instinct that made me wrap my legs around his narrow hips.Cillian groaned, pushing towards me, intensifying the ache between my thighs even more.
‘Caris?’he half-moaned, grinding his hips slowly and torturously into me.
‘Yes?’
‘Are you taking anything to prevent a child?’
‘No.’
Cillian began to pull away, but I refused to unlock my legs.
‘Caris.’He pressed his forehead into mine.‘You have to let me go before we do something foolish.’
I might not have done this before, but I understood what was needed to make offspring.Farm animals were paired up for this purpose.I had seen it between stallions and mares.Roosters and hens.
‘Can you not withdraw before … ?’
‘It’s risky, and I’ve not been with a woman since my wife.My control around you is almost non-existent, Caris.’He buried his face in my neck.
The thought of leaving tonight and never knowing what it was like to have Cillian in this way was terrifying.Anything could happen on the road to Capita, and I had no illusions that what we were doing for Lord Warwick and his family came with no danger.
‘Please?’I tightened my legs, pressing him against my aching core.
He shuddered against me.‘I can still give you pleasure.’His hands found the ties to my breeches, and I lifted my hips, allowing him to remove them altogether.
The heel of his palm pushed against me and my hips lifted in response.‘That’s it, take what you need,’ he whispered in my ear before covering my moan with his mouth.My body shivered hot and cold, but release remained out of my reach.
‘Are you ready for more?’His voice was husky and sweet like honey.
‘Yes,’ I moaned against his mouth.
He parted me with a thick finger and began circling my throbbing centre.
‘Oh, hellfire,’ I whimpered, much to his amusement.
I was racked with tremors as his finger drew tighter and tighter circles, and just when I thought his torturous fingers could do no more, he slid one inside me.
‘Ride my hand, Caris.’He pushed in another finger, then another, and as I rode his hand, I tipped over the edge.I was floating on a wave of my release.
‘I want you inside me.Now,’ I demanded.
His thick lashes lifted.‘We shouldn’t.’
‘What if this is our only chance?’I feared that this right here could be all we would have together.‘Please, Cillian.’
He growled and grabbed my hips firmly until I was on the very edge of the bench.With one hand, he untied his breeches, and I stared, astonished by his hard length.
‘Are you sure?’he gasped out, looking long into my eyes.
‘Yes.’And I pushed against him to prove it.
