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But kissing Kiernan, and givinghimpleasure? It was more satisfying than anything else.
He tasted better than my fantasies.
And the way he finally let go?
I had a feeling he didn’t do that very often.
Part of me was waiting for his pull back. This was his first time being intimate with a man so it wouldn’t have shocked me at all.
Instead, he surprised me by sitting down on the floor and pulling me onto his lap.
There was nowhere else I wanted to be.
And then he had to go and flip the table on me again. Him ordering me to kiss him was so fucking hot.
Not that I needed to be told. It was my absolute pleasure.
But unlike the desperation of our first one, this kiss was soft and languid, like we had all the time in the world. I couldn’t get enough of those sweet lips of his, and I paused only when I desperately needed a breath of air.
Kiernan licked his lips. “That was…I… you…God.”
“Nope, just Charlie,” I teased.
“Charlie,” he repeated my name in that gruff voice of his and my entire body shivered in response.
I cupped his face, taking my time touching him, tracing the path of freckles on his cheek with my thumb. Then I tugged on his cropped beard and leaned down to kiss him again.
I couldn’t help myself.
That tightness in my chest returned, a deep ache that was intensifying with each touch.
“Shower, bed,” I whispered.
“I don’t know if I can get up.”
I winked at him. “The power of my blowjob. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”
I reluctantly leaned back and stood on my own shaky legs, holding out my hand to him.
He grunted and slipped his large hand in mine, and finally stood up.
“Can we both fit in that crawl space you call a bathroom?” he asked.
“Of course. Tight spaces are my favorite.”
He chuckled and I turned to open the bathroom door. I guided a grinning, fucked out Kiernan into the stall, then turned the water on.
The bright smile on his face had me reaching up again to take his lips.
Fuck, this man was irresistible.
But this shower, on the other hand…
It was not conducive to sexual activity. Not for two people and not for someone as big as Kiernan. Every few seconds, one of our elbows, shoulders, or knees, hit the walls around us. Curses erupted and then laughs.
But through it all, we couldn’t stop kissing or touching each other.
It’s funny, because I always found this part of intimacy awkward.
