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I shatter on his words, him calling me baby, him telling me to come on him. It’s all more than I’d hoped for, and I cannot hold back this time. Bliss rips through me, unleashing my control. My scream is cut short by his hand suddenly over my mouth, and I’m grateful for that. As it dies and I’m limp once more, I lay onto his chest and listen to his rapid heartbeats. Just as I catch my breath, he rolls us back onto me.
Dizzy and weak from coming so hard, I softly hold his face as he pumps into me. His every stroke drives into my spot again and again, and as he swells from it all, another climax washes through me. Suddenly, he’s on my mouth, absorbing my screams as I come. And this time, he comes too, pounding wildly into me. His body jerks hard, all control lost to his own orgasm. Our kisses grow languid long into the night.
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24
Cormac
This woman is too much. Too much heat, too much sexiness. All of it is too much. And yet, I can’t get enough of her.
At supper, when she presented the berry tart, I couldn’t help but smirk at all the raspberries on it. Each one made me think of her scent. It was a silly thought, but I couldn’t help it. Eating the tart had made me think of eating her, and from that point on, I had the hardest time staying focused. Which might be why I took a shot at kissing her in the living room. I needed this.
I need Lily.
After she returns from cleaning up in the bathroom, I don’t want to stop kissing her. Ever. Her lips, her chin, her jaw, the curve of her neck, I want it all. It’ll take more than her moans to get me hard again after that, but I don’t care if I ever get hard again, just so long as I can make her come. Kissing down her throat and chest, I pry her thighs apart as I kneel between them.
She groans, “Cormac, what are you doing?”
“Whatever I want.”
Her whining moan response makes me lose my mind. “But you…I don’t think you can get hard again.”
“I don’t care,” I mumble at her navel, before I kiss her there, too. I snake my fingers between her thighs and up to her pussy. She’s wet again, and it’s all I can do not to yell at my cock for not being ready. But her sweet little body distracts me from that.
I pet her there, running my fingers up and down her softness and making her tremble. Her reactions are everything right now. She did so much for me today that I have zero plans for sleep tonight.
She whimpers, “What about you? If you can’t come again, that’s not fair—
I rasp a laugh. “I don’t give a shit about this being fair to me.” When I graze against the little rough patch inside of her, her body locks up and she gasps, her head digging back into the pillows. There it is. The spot I was hitting with my cock that made her shake even more. As I touch her there, jogging two fingers on it, I rub my thumb on her clit.
“Oh my god—
“Pillow, baby.”
She grabs one and shoves it over her mouth. It’s a pity we have to be quiet, but neither of us wants to be interrupted by curious questions, either. She latches her arms tight around the pillow, and her body stiffens even more.
So, I lick her clit.
She lifts the pillow for a breath, then clamps it back down. But I still hear her when she groans, “Fuck!”
I make a meal of her there with my fingers still inside of her body, working her over. There is nothing else but the woman in front of me. I whisper, “You taste even better than I imagined you would.”
She must have not the pillow down too tight, because her voice shakes as she gasps, “You imagined how I taste?”
“Mm, hmm,” I murmur against her clit before I torture her there with my tongue. Her fingers grasp onto my hair, the tips dragging on my scalp. When I hit just to the side of her clit, her stomach goes rigid. So, I concentrate there, until her body clamps onto my fingers. I can feel her pulse inside of her, and I love knowing I’m the one who makes it race.
She has made my pulse race since the moment I met her.
And it’s not just a sexual thing, either. Not even close. This is so much more than that. Day in, day out, I find myself preoccupied by thoughts of Lily. Some dirty, some not. Some are simply about the day on the beach. How wonderful it was. Every day that I come home from work knowing she will be here when I arrive, it makes me look forward to being home instead of the office. In fact, I’ve taken to leaving a little earlier than I used to.
With everyone I love here, why the hell would I stay away any longer than I had to?
Wait. Did I just think about love…oh, she’s about to come.I keep at her, staying right where she likes it. Thinking of her coming makes my cock throb back to life somehow. As she comes, her heels dig into my shoulders, making her arch over the bed. I struggle to keep up, but I manage, cocking my head and hand up to stay with her until she drops back down.
She flings the pillow from her red, sweaty face, and I launch up to her, thrusting straight in. We cry out together, too caught up to care about anything else. I pound into her, and she meets me, thrust for thrust. When she tightens again, I’m thrilled to know she’s about to come again. I want this so bad. Want to feel her come on me, because of me.
Her glazed eyes and gasping lips are my new obsession. I cup the side of her face in my hand and can’t stop staring. Her too, it seems. Our eyes lock, and for however long this lasts, there is nothing else in the world. Just us.
