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She obeys, and I crawl up the bed on my hands and knees until my face hovers directly over hers. She reaches up to touch her fingertips to my mouth. I kiss her fingers one by one, then lunge my head down to claim her lips, kissing her with a sort of abandon I've never experienced before. I don't generally kiss the women I shag, but with Cat, I need to taste her mouth and explore every silky corner of it before I devour the rest of her.
I pull my mouth away, now breathing harder. "When was the last time a man went down on you?"
She hunches her shoulders. "Never."
"Never? What sort of arses do you date?"
"Boys don't like to do that."
"Are these American arses or Scottish ones?"
She lays a hand on my cheek while smiling at me like I'm the daftest man on earth. "Scottish ones. I only moved to America two weeks ago. You're the first not-Scottish man I've been with."
"I see. Scotsmen don't know how to pleasure women. Can't say that surprises me. After all, they do wear plaid obsessively, and they love those horrid bagpipes."
"Oh, one day you will regret saying that. My three large brothers love to wear kilts—and toss cabers."
"Could we not discuss your brothers while we're naked in bed?"
"Aye." She makes a zipper motion across her lips.
"Feel free to speak. Just not about your brothers. I will be very disappointed if you don't at least scream my name."
She giggles. If any other woman did that, I would've thought it was moronic. But when Cat giggles, it's the most charming thing in the world. "I donnae even scream on roller coasters, Alex."
"Oh, but I'm going to give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams." When she starts to speak, I seal her lips with one finger. "Wait and see."
I crawl backward until my head is aligned with her hips, then I lower myself onto my belly. My face lies just over the soft, curly hairs of her mound. "Spread your legs and bend your knees, pet."
She does that without any hesitation. Cat trusts me. She must, otherwise she wouldn't have let me stay the night, much less let me make love to her. Do I trust her? I suppose I must. Never have I let anyone get as close to me as Catriona has done. Well, no one except for the only two people in the world who really know me.
I nuzzle her mound. "You smell so fucking good, Cat. I can't wait to taste you."
She's breathing harder, her breasts rising and falling.
With two fingers, I separate her folds to expose the rigid nub of her clitoris, surrounded by the glistening evidence of her lust for me. "I'm going to lick up every last drop of your cream."
I push my face between her thighs and devour her with quick swipes of my tongue, though I avoid her clit for now. Instead, I lick my way down one side of her folds and flick my tongue into her opening before I lick my way up the other side. Cat gasps and writhes beneath me, fisting her hands in the pillow while her neck arches. My breathing has accelerated too, along with my pulse. My cock had been marginally firm when we lay down on the bed, but now it feels like it might explode if I don't shag her in the next thirty seconds.
I never rush, though—especially not with Cat.
"Alex," she moans as I latch on to her clit and suckle it. "Oh God, yes."
The flavor of her suffuses my mouth and makes me feel almost drunk. I need to push her over the edge now, before I come all over her flower-print sheets. So I plunge two fingers inside her and pump while ravishing her nub.
Her body goes rigid an instant before the first spasms grip my fingers. She cries out just as her body bows inward, and she squeezes her eyes shut while I keep finger-fucking her until she collapses onto the mattress. "Alex…"
I rise to my knees. "We aren't done yet."
She gives me a smile so charming and sexy that my cock throbs. "You are as good as you think."
"Am I? Perhaps you should wait until I'm done before making a pronouncement like that." I glance around to look for my trousers, but then I realize we have a problem. My head falls forward as I groan. "I don't have a condom."
"Donnae worry. I have one." She twists her upper body to reach the nightstand and pull the drawer open. Then she tosses me a condom packet. "See? No problem."
"Why do you have condoms? I thought you hadn't been with anyone since you moved here."
"I haven't. But I believe in being prepared. I have packets in my purse too."
