Page 50 of Wild Night

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Kelli lifted her head, her gaze connecting with his in the mirror.

He wrapped his hand around her elbow, drawing her up and turning her to face him again. Lifting her to her original position, he guided his cock back to her pussy.

Colm kissed her as he slowly pressed back inside.

Kelli broke the kiss, seeking air. “I just…” She shivered. “I don’t think I can do that—”

“Shhh. Just one more, Kell. One more with me.”

This time, he built his pace slowly, giving her time to recover, to let the sensations spark again. When he felt her hips lift to meet him, he knew she was back. She was ready.

He cupped her ass, pulling her closer to the edge of the sink. Then he gave in to his baser desires once more—fucking her, claiming her, possessing her. Making love to her.

Kelli’s hands gripped his hips, his incredible, demanding woman, jerking him to her as if she simply couldn’t get enough. Never enough.

She flew over the edge, and he followed her, locking his knees, fighting to remain upright as lightning struck.

He came harder than he thought possible, her body milking every single drop of come from him.

For several minutes—or maybe hours—they remained there, connected, struggling to breathe, fighting to still their racing hearts.

Finally, he found the strength to push away, to pull out of her. He threw the condom away, then reached for a washcloth as Kelli sat, motionless, watching him.

He wet the cloth with warm water and ran it along her slit gently before cleaning himself as well.

Colm watched as the fog of lust lifted and the awareness he’d been waiting for arrived.

“That was,” she paused, then forged on, “a mistake.”

It wasn’t. But Colm knew she wouldn’t accept that from him. Not yet. So he kept quiet.

She didn’t seem to notice his silence as she continued, “We can’t do that again.”

He let his cocky grin tell her exactly what he thought of that assertion, and she rolled her eyes.

“I’m being serious, Colm.”

“I know you are.”

“I’m sorry I tried to…stop you from…putting on the condom.”

He wasn’t used to seeing Kelli as anything other than one hundred percent confident, so it was obvious he’d drawn her way beyond her comfort zone. “It’s okay. I think we should talk about it.”

She considered that, then shook her head. “No. There are mistakes, and then there are mistakes.”

Colm was going to love every second of that particular mistake, but unlike him, his girl hadn’t opened her eyes, hadn’t let herself see what was happening here.

“That was…” She blew out a long breath, and he knew she didn’t want to admit what she was about to say. However, Kelli never shied away from the truth. Even if it meant being nice to him. “Fucking incredible.”

He laughed. “How much did that hurt to say?”

“A lot, so don’t expect me to repeat it.”

He gave her a soft kiss on the cheek and then, because he couldn’t resist, he enveloped her in a big hug. One she sank into without reservation.


Chapter Ten

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