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VIVIAN
“Bedroom?” Cillian said between kisses. He had stripped her down to her bra and panties and she said a silent prayer that she was wearing a good set and not one of the ones that made her look like an escaped lunatic.
“Up the stairs to the right,” she said. Her body felt about ready to burst into flames. She was consumed with raw need and passion she hadn’t felt in some time. Viv was completely wrapped around his body, straddling his impressive erection as Cillian effortlessly lifted her into his arms. He carried her up the stairs and pushed his way into her messy bedroom.
“I wasn’t expecting company,” she said, suddenly distracted by her mess. “I don’t usually do things like this—you know sleep with men I just met.”
“God, I hope not,” Cillian said. He was kissing his way down the column of her neck, nibbling and sucking as he went, and she was pretty sure she’d be wearing his mark in the morning. “I don’t give a feck about your room or how tidy it is,” he growled. “I just want you naked and underneath my body.”
Well, that was something she could get on board with. Viv tried to block out the rest of the world and not think about her unkempt room or the fact that she was about to give her body to a man she had only met hours before—a man who was her new employee. She’d worry about all those things in the morning. Now, she just wanted to feel alive for the first time in forever and Cillian certainly did that for her.
He unhooked her bra and hissed out his breath, “Perfect,” he murmured against her sensitive flesh. He sucked one of her taut nipples into his mouth and she felt a new pool of wetness between her legs. Viv ran her fingers through his long hair, grabbing handfuls of it to tug. He seemed to like it a little rough and Viv was fine with giving him what he wanted.
“I need you inside of me,” she ordered. Cillian gave her a sexy, wicked smile and dared to wink at her.
“On the bed,” he commanded. Viv did as he asked, loving the little power struggle they had going on between the two of them. It was seriously hot. Usually, men cowered and caved to her dominating nature but Cillian gave it right back to her. He hovered over her body and hooked his thumbs into the sides of her lace panties, slowly sliding them down her legs.
“Now you,” she said, eyeing his boxers.
“Give me just a minute,” he demanded. Cillian stood over her, looking her over like she was his next meal, causing her body to squirm with need. “Hold still, Viv,” he ordered.
She stilled and smiled up at him. “Like this?” He nodded and finished his perusal of her naked body. When she started to worry that he had changed his mind about wanting her, he pulled down his boxers and stood gloriously naked in front of her. His erection jutted out towards her and she sat up a little to give his body the same attention he had just given hers.
When Cillian made a move to get onto the bed with her, Viv held up her hand to stop him. “Give me a minute,” she said, giving him back his words. She looked him up and down, letting her eyes rest on his rather impressive erection. He palmed his cock, stroking his shaft and she nearly lost her mind. Viv was consumed with lust and all she wanted was to feel him pumping deep inside her body.
Finally, when she couldn’t take any more of his teasing, she went up on her knees and reached for him. “Please, Cillian,” she whispered. “I need you.” He didn’t seem to need any further invitation, climbing onto her bed. He lowered her back down to the mattress, covering her body with his own. He kissed his way into her mouth, and just when she thought she couldn’t take waiting any longer, he thrust into her core without any further warning. She moaned at the sensation of being filled by him, thrusting her hips to meet his, trying to take more of him.
“God,” he whispered. “You feel so fecking good, honey.” Viv reached up to frame his beautiful face with her hands, loving the tender way he closed his eyes and leaned into her touch.
“You do too, Cillian,” she said.
“It makes me so hot when you say my name,” he admitted. “No one has called me by my real name in so long.”
Viv smiled up at him, “Cillian,” she whispered. He moaned, pulling his cock almost completely free from her pussy and slamming back in. “Cillian,” she said. Viv leaned into his body, gently kissing his lips, loving the way he pumped in and out of her core. He took what he needed from her and gave her exactly what she wanted. It was almost as if he could read her mind and knew what she needed. When Viv was on the edge, ready to fall, Cillian reached his big hand between their bodies, running the pad of his thumb over her clit until she felt as though she was flying. She fell and he was right there to catch her.
He pumped in and out of her body with a new fury and when he came, it was her name he whispered over and over again until he collapsed on top of her limp body. “That was—” Viv wasn’t quite sure how to finish her sentence. She wanted to say wonderful but that sounded so cheesy. She tried to think of another adjective that could completely describe what had just happened between the two of them but she was at a loss.
“Please tell me that was okay,” Cillian begged. He was lying next to her, watching her as if his entire existence depended on her answer and she couldn’t help her giggle.
“It was so much better than okay,” she admitted.
“Thank God,” he breathed. “I was afraid I was so out of touch, I’d forgotten how to fuck,” he said.
“No.” Viv turned to her side, wrapping her leg over his. “You didn’t forget how to fuck, Cillian. I’m betting that time only made you better at it.”
He nodded and smiled, “Well, when you have nothing else to think about while sitting in prison, you tend to compile quite a playlist of sexy scenes in your imagination. I can’t tell you how many times I thought about meeting someone like you and doing this while I was sat there, waiting.”
Viv couldn’t imagine. Even when she was between boyfriends, she at least had her trusty vibrator to get her through. “It must have been very lonely for you,” she whispered and cuddled into his side.
“Yeah, but it was what I had to do. I did the crime and even though they made an example of me and gave me extra time, I felt as though I deserved it. Prison saved me in a lot of ways,” he said.
“How so?” Viv asked. She was past the point of worrying that she sounded too nosey with all her questions, now that they had fallen into bed together.
“It took me away from a life that was wrong for me. I was trying to join a club whose members didn’t care about me or my well-being. I would have ended up dead or worse, in prison for murder if I hadn’t gotten away from them. The guys from Savage Hell had my back while I was away. They’re a club who cared about me and not just what I could do for them. They are my brothers—all of them. Not just the ones still back in that place but the ones on the outside.”
“But, you can’t hang out with them because it violates your parole,” she reminded.
“Yeah,” he said. “I have two years of parole and if I behave, I’ll be able to do what I want. Not being able to hang out at my club is turning out to be harder than I thought it would be.”
