Tamsin grinned.“You didn’t tell me not to.You told me not to take off my bra.”
Aisling laughed, standing so she could peel off the rest of her clothes.“Well, yer halfway there.Might as well get it out of the way.”
Tamsin grinned and, seconds later, was completely naked.Aisling straddled her on the bed again, braced on her arms and lacing her fingers through Tamsin’s.
“That’s better, innit?”Aisling whispered, flicking the tip of her tongue over Tamsin’s lips.
It was indescribable, feeling the warm press of Aisling’s flesh along the length of her body.Staring up into her green eyes, her heart fluttered in that amazing way she’d missed for what felt like a painful eternity.
This time when Aisling headed south, she didn’t stop, much to Tamsin’s delight.She easily shouldered Tamsin’s thighs apart, settled between them, and her happy growl as her mouth closed over Tamsin’s mound nearly sent the corgi over the edge again.
In fact, the first swipe of her tongue over her clit did that.Tamsin fisted the sheets, clamping her mouth shut so as not to scream with pleasure and joy.
“Hmm, yer a moaner,” Aisling teased.“I know how to take care of that.”She sat up and turned, and Tamsin needed no urging to scoot down the bed a little.And when Aisling straddled her head, Tamsin reached up, dug her fingers into Aisling’s ass, and pulled her down onto her mouth so she could have fun, too.
Aisling
Aisling nearly fell over from the mind-blowing sensation of Tamsin’s perfect mouth closing around her flesh.And it was her pressing her face against Tamsin’s thigh to muffle her own cries of pleasure when the first climax slammed into her.
Holy shite!
Gasping for breath, she finally got enough of her wits about her to remember what she’d been in the process of doing, and that was burying her face between her mate’s pretty little thighs.
Aisling lost track of time—and count of orgasms—and when she finally turned around again and collapsed next to Tamin, pulling her into her arms, she knew she was lost to this sweet woman.
“I love ye, beauty,” Aisling whispered, wanting to freeze this perfect moment.
Tamsin smiled, and it was radiant, brilliant, her own sweet little pocket goddess.“I love you, too.”Tamsin kissed her, and tasting their mixed juices as they did made Aisling’s heart sing.
Aisling palmed her cheek.“Hold up.Something I need to do.”
Tamsin scowled.“What?”
“Just a tick.”Aisling leaned over the edge of the bed, found her jeans where they’d landed on the floor and fished her cell phone out of the back pocket.
Tamsin was practically glued to her side, and Aisling damned sure wasn’t complaining about that.
“Who are you calling?”she asked, sounding sated and sleepy.
“Dewi.”Aisling repositioned herself with Tamsin tucked in the crook of her arm.With her free hand, she thumbed into her contacts and dialed Dewi.
Dewi answered on the first ring.“Yeah?”
“Ye know the personal issue I was grapplin’ with?”
Dewi hesitated.“Yeeeah?I think so, if you’re saying what I think you’re saying.Whhyyy?”
Aisling nuzzled the top of Tamsin’s head.“It’s resolved itself to everyone’s mutual satisfaction.How soon do ye want us over there for me to formally present my mate to ye?”
It sounded like Dewi blew out a relieved breath.“No rush.Not like I don’t know both of you or where to find you.”She chuckled.“Sounds like I want to hear this story, though.Not right now.I’m guessing right now you want to end this call and go back to, eh, snuggling?”
Tamsin’s hand crept lower, making Aisling smile.“Ye could say that.”
“Excellent, and congratulations.Keep me posted.Keep calm and scrump on, or whatever’s appropriate in this situation.”
“Thanks.”Aisling ended the call and rolled toward Tamsin, hooking a leg around hers.“I hope Trevor doesn’t hate me over this,” she said to Tamsin.
“He won’t,” she mumbled against the base of Aisling’s throat.“They’ve already told me that if I ever feel a mate bond with someone, it won’t make them upset as long as I still consider them my parents and don’t try to keep the baby from them.”
