I tilted my head back, letting the water rush over my hair as I tried to relax some. It felt like my anxiety was cornered in my lower stomach, and it was making my nipples ache.
A slow breath slipped past my lips when he ran a finger down my stomach. His fingers were calloused, like he’d been doing hard labor. I loved the contrast between the softness of my skin and the roughness of his.
“It’s okay,” I barely got out. “You can touch me…wherever you want.”
His hand slid up my body, and I trembled when his finger slid between my breasts, up my throat, to my chin and then lips. He traced the shape of them and then stuck his finger in my mouth. I opened my eyes and met his as I circled my tongue around it and then sucked a little. He made a strangled noise in his throat, pulling his finger out and sliding it back in.
The breath left my lungs when he dug his hand in my hair, pushed me against the wall, and started kissing me. His tongue reached out to mine, and mine reached out to his. He tasted so good, like whiskey and mint.
I lost all control of myself and let go completely.
My hands reached out for his shoulders, and I held on while he seemed to transport me from this world and into his with a magical kiss.
Everything seemed to melt.
His free hand skimmed down my waist, my thigh, and when he touched me between the legs…I jerked into him, moaning.
“Fuck.” His erection pressed against my stomach. “I can’t wait. You smell so sweet…and your mouth, it might kill me.”
He kept kissing me, though, despite the danger.
Our tongues swirled, the sweet taste of the water coming between our mouths. Our scents seemed to dance in the humid air, and our bodies craved an even deeper connection.
He lifted me up and urged my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He carried me to the bed, and pushing the duvet aside, set me down.
My chest burned like I’d run laps. My lungs felt like I’d been underwater too long and needed air.
Still, my body ached for more.
More of him, for what felt like forever.
His body dripped water, and so did my hair. It was sticking to me, but it felt like each droplet running down my skin only made me feel more sensitive.
I reached for him, and he climbed in next to me, our mouths coming together again. His hands started to explore, and when he touched my nipple and set his hand between my leg, I pushed against his fingers.
“That feel good?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
His hands started to move faster, and I was making noises I had no clue I could. Pressure was building between my legs. I had no control over it. And when it reached a crescendo, I went off, convulsing.
When I opened my eyes, Cian was studying my face. He leaned in close and kissed me. It didn’t take long before I got lost in him again. My hands gently explored his skin, up and down his ribs, and he shivered. I broke the kiss when I needed to take a breath.
“I can’t stop myself from this,” he barely got out. “My cock is leadin’ me.” He situated himself between my legs, and I had to part my thighs to accommodate his size.
He stared down at me, and I nodded. I sucked in a breath when he entered me slowly. He made a noise deep, deep in his throat. I tried to relax my muscles, but my body almost seemed feverish. My nails were digging into his trembling arms.
He was trying to hold back.
“Don’t,” I whispered. “Don’t hold yourself back. I want this. I’m giving myself to you too.”
He inched in even deeper, and I bit my lip at the sharp pain. He’d breached me. He stopped for a second, but I encouraged him to keep moving by moving my hips some. Especially when he started to make wild noises in his throat.
He closed his eyes, tilting his head back, when he’d fully entered me to the hilt. I ran my hand down his throat, stopping when I came to his heart. It beat against my palm like a frantic drum. Sweat beaded on his temples, and a light sheen of it coated his skin.
I leaned forward some, biting and sucking on his neck, and it spurred him to move faster, harder, until he jerked underneath my hands and spilled himself inside of me.
Silence consumed us after, but this time, it took both of us.
