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“I understand,” she whispered, her arms falling to her sides.
“One.” I stripped off my shirt and threw it. She licked her lips.
“Two.” My sweatpants went the same direction, leaving me nude as the first time she saw me. Her eyes widened, and her breath left in a little huff as she looked her fill. There was no fear in her eyes when she finally brought them to meet mine.
“Three.”
I waited a heartbeat, then two.
Then she was in my arms, her mouth on mine in a desperate kiss. Our tongues tangled and rubbed as we gave up fighting this attraction, and simply gave in.
I lifted her into my arms and carried her to my bed, kissing her the entire time. Her fingers tangled in my hair as she took control, claiming everything she wanted. Thank God she wanted me.
Once I had her in the middle of my bed, I took off her heels and then started kissing my way up her legs as she fought with the fabric above.
I had just licked a particularly sensitive spot on her inner thigh when she cursed. Loudly.
“Annabelle?” I asked as I looked up, leaving her dress bunched around her middle and exposing a pale pink thong that had my mouth watering.
“I’m stuck,” she admitted with a grimace as she fought with her dress. “I can’t get the damned thing off because I’m laying on it.”
“I bet I can get if off...and ye.” I grinned and came up on my knees, then helped her to sit up. “If ye ever need help getting naked, I’m your man.”
“Ha.” She rolled her eyes but lifted her arms with a smile. I slowly pulled the fabric over her head, until she was left in nothing but that thong and a matching, strapless bra.
“Fuck,” I hissed as I laid her back on the bed. “God, the plans I have for ye.”
“Oh really?” she teased, squirming beneath me.
“Aye. Really.” I kissed her with abandon until she rocked underneath me, pressing her soft skin against my cock.
I savored every gasp and studied every moan as I kissed my way down her body. But when I snapped her bra free and sent it flying, I lost every thought. “God, you’re beautiful.” That was all I could say before I sucked the peak of one breast into my mouth and tongued her nipple to a tight bud.
She groaned and arched against me, so I took her other nipple between my thumb and forefinger and rolled it until it beaded. These breasts were going to star in every fantasy I’d have for the rest of my life. I wanted to kiss them, to suck them, to caress and hold them. I wanted to push them together and slide my cock between them.
Instead, I slid down her body, kissing my way past her soft belly until I held the straps of her thong in my hands.
“Take it off,” she ordered, arching her hips to help.
“Hell yes.” I did as the woman bid, sliding the scrap of pink down her incredible thighs and pulling them off.
I let go of the fantasy I’d had of her in my head because the reality was so much better. “Perfect,” I murmured because I couldn’t think of another word. Her eyes were glazed with need, lips swollen from my kiss, nipples flushed from my mouth, thighs shifting with pure want.
“You’re perfect,” she praised, lifting a finger to my abs.
“Later,” I begged as I sank between her thighs, then pushed them wide to reveal her pussy. She was hairless except for a small strip. Just glistening, pink, plump flesh waiting to be pleasured.
My cock throbbed in time with my heartbeat.
I parted her with my fingers and put my mouth to her clit. She cried out, rocking against my lips as her hands gripped my head. The mix of sweet and salt on my tongue sent me reeling. I couldn’t get enough of her. My tongue swept from her opening to her clit, then worked at her with soft licks and ravenous growls as she thrashed above me.
But it still wasn’t enough.
I stabbed my tongue inside her, and she screamed, her muscles clamping down. Fuck, she was going to be so damned tight when I finally pushed inside her. I fucked her with my tongue as I rubbed my fingers over her clit, keeping her on the edge, but not giving her enough to send her over.
“Connell!” she demanded, tugging at my hair. “What are you doing to me?”
Instead of answering her, I replaced my tongue with my fingers and then sucked her clit. She arched beneath me, rocking, riding my mouth and fingers as I took her higher. Her movements grew jerky as her breaths came even choppier. Then she tensed, and I pressed hard on her clit with my tongue.
This time my name wasn’t a demand, but a cry as she came, flooding my fingers with her arousal. So wet. So very wet.
