"Oh, God, yes."
Slowly, I pushed two fingers inside her wet heat, feeling her muscles clamp down on them. Her legs moved restlessly near my head, and I slid my free hand under her ass to pull her up to meet my mouth.
The first lick was always the best, where I leisurely stroked my tongue along her entire pussy. Kinsley called my name, and one side of my mouth turned up automatically.
"Hard and repeatedly," I reminded her, using my tongue to fuck her into oblivion.
Her screams were music to my ears, even when she almost cut off my hearing with her thighs. Swirling the tip of my tongue over her clit turned her screams into long moans as she fell apart under my mouth.
I covered her body, thrusting my erection over the wet mess we'd created. I might have ruined my pants, but I couldn't have cared less at that point. Kinsley pushed her hands inside my partially open shirt, popping buttons as she shoved the offending cloth out of the way.
"Eager?"
The fire in her eyes rose, matching the heat with which she yanked my pants below my hips. I assisted her in removing them, finally sinking into her welcoming body and dropping my forehead to hers.
"I love you, Kinsley."
Her mouth opened, but the only thing that escaped was a long, breathy moan as I struck a spot deep inside her with the head of my cock.
I chuckled. "Rendered speechless?"
Slapping my ass, Kinsley huffed out, "I love you too, now fuck me like you mean it."
"As you wish."
And I meant it with everything I'd ever owned, everything I’d given up or gained. I fucked her as she'd asked, as she begged me for more, until we both collapsed, spent and satisfied.
For the time being.
Epilogue
Kinsley
Maddie tapped me on top of the head. "For the love, woman, will you please sit still?"
"Sorry," I mumbled.
How could I sit still when the man of my dreams waited for me just outside the room? How was I supposed to let one more second slip away without telling him how very much he meant to me?
Ireland had been nothing short of spectacular. Logan, Maddie and Caden flew over with us, and Danny, Brenda, and Julia had arrived the following day. Siobhan was nothing like the American Gallaghers. She was petite, round and rosy-cheeked. Nothing went through her mind without coming out of her mouth sans filter. If there was ever a woman to fear, it was the diminutive matriarch of the Irish family. At the same time she smacked Burke in the back of the head for staying away too long, she pulled him in for a hug strong enough to break a man's spine clean in two. She hadn't slowed down since we arrived, and hadn't stopped talking either, or so it seemed.
I loved her on sight.
Rain pelted the window panes in a soft patter, and Burke and the rest of the men waited in front of the hearth for the ceremony to begin. Mom, Maddie, Daisy, Brenda, and I were in a guest room preparing. I had been poked, prodded, and stuffed into the most lovely Irish linen I'd ever seen. Apparently, it was a traditional dress worn by many in the family since as far back as anyone could remember. Honored that they would offer it to me, I was even more pleased to find how well it fit. It only needed the barest alteration around the bustline, a task Siobhan had taken on with all the alacrity of a general facing a military coup.
"I think that'll do."
At Maddie's pronouncement, I stood from the chair and smoothed the dress down. I had to admit, I looked beautiful in the white maxi dress with pintucks in the waist and handmade accordion pleats gathered at the chest. Maddie had braided and wrapped my hair around my head as a crown, with wispy tendrils falling around my face. It was so soft and comfortable.
"Thank you, Maddie."
We shared a hug, and I turned to Brenda to embrace her. "You look amazing, Kinsley."
Mom sniffled, wiping her eyes with a corner of the tissue she held. "I'm proud of you, sweetie."
"Thanks, Mom." I grinned. "I'm so ready for this."
"Then let's go," Daisy said.
