His voice, a soft rasp, rippled over my skin. I tipped my hips a little, arching into his hand. He groaned as he slid his hands to my thighs, then around to the back, before he tugged my legs open wider and yanked me to the edge of the bed. Dropping to his knees, he started kissing down the inside of my thigh. He nuzzled into my damp curls before he moved to the other side and started again. My breathing hitched and my hips shifted, restless, so damn needy. I stared up at the ceiling, trying to process all the feelings…. And then he licked me.
Right there. Where I needed him most. My hips shot off the mattress, and he chuckled. The decadent sound slid over my sensitized skin, pulling up gooseflesh and budding my nipples into hard peaks. He swirled his tongue around my clit and I screamed, slamming my foot into the bedding.
He licked me again, from my clit back, and then up again. My fingers dug into the soft silk of the comforter and twisted. I wasn’t sure how much I could take, but I never wanted him to stop. He dipped his tongue inside me, tasting my lower lips as he had the ones I now bit to hold in the moans of pleasure straining my throat.
“Let me hear you, Keelie. Tell me what gives you pleasure.”
“You…” My voice was so breathy. “Licking me. My clit.” That was all I could get out because he suckled my little bud into his mouth, drawing it deep. I arched my neck, my back, pressing tighter to him, desperate for more pleasure even as I shocked myself with my reaction. I felt as if I were afire, the all-consuming ecstasy making me mindless to anything but more.
I panted even as I forced my arms to support me. I needed to see Cormac, there, between my legs. He slid a finger inside me. I moaned long and low. He smiled against my clit as he pumped the finger in and out. When he found the spot inside, he curled his finger against it, and I gripped my toes against his shoulders, using his position to leverage myself against his mouth. He slipped a second finger inside me, stretching me while he licked my nub.
The orgasm slammed over me, stealing my breath, sending me tumbling into bliss. I clenched and shook as I screamed his name. The sensations flowed over me, drawn out by his skillful fingers and tongue.
Eventually, the orgasm subsided, and I slid boneless to the bed, wrung out by the pleasure he’d provided. I felt his fingers in my hair, his lips against my neck, his nose nuzzling my cheek. My vision remained a little unfocused, but one thought remained: Cormac needed the same level of ecstasy I’d just experienced.
Chapter31
Cormac
Keelie’s wide eyes were dazed, her pink lips parted, her skin flushed from the pleasure I’d given her. She turned her head and smiled. It dazzled me. Maybe that’s how I ended up on my back with Keelie’s sweet butt cheeks pressed against my aching cock. The organ pulsed against my shorts, desperate to get inside her.
She slid her breasts against my chest as she pushed herself forward to rest against me. “That was amazing, Cormac. Truly.”
Vulnerability flashed across her face, and I cupped the back of her head. She kissed me, and I groaned into her sweet mouth. Quick as a summer breeze, she darted off and removed my shoes, shorts, and underwear.
“I have condoms in the bedside drawer,” I told her. “Let me get them.”
“I’ll get them,” she said. She opened the drawer, stopped, and then frowned.
At that moment, I remembered the picture in there—one of me with Shannon from high school graduation. I cursed myself for that oversight because, as I watched, the sexy goddess Keelie pulled back, shrinking into herself. I mourned her loss.
“Keelie—”
She pulled out the condoms and turned to face me, eyes bright, a smile plastered on her face. “New box.” She shook it.
“Keelie, I’m sorry. It’s not what you think—”
She raised her eyebrows even as she edged away from me. “Mmm?”
I rose from the bed, reached around her, and grabbed the photo, throwing it out into the hall. Then, before she realized my intent, I snagged her around the waist and lifted her into my lap. My dick still ached, but my chest hurt more, especially while she remained stiff in my arms.
“Trust is hard for me.”She’d told me that, and we’d just taken a huge, huge step backward—away from her learning she could trust me.
“Oh, my pretty girl, I’m sorry.” I rocked her, petting her hair. “I’m sorry you’re hurting.”
She struggled against me, and I released her, though it took everything in me to let her go. Defiance flashed across her features as she tossed her head. “I thought you wanted to sex me up, Cormac.”
“I did.” Looking down at my rock-hard erection, I sighed. “I do. But I won’t. I can’t. Not with you thinking…whatever you’re thinking.”
She remained quiet, standing before me, an arm shielding her perky pink nipples. “You have a picture of your ex-wife in your bedroom, in your nightstand.”
The accusation hung in the air between us.
Chapter32
Keelie
Much as I wanted to snatch up my clothes and dress, it seemed ridiculous. Cormac had seen me nude. He’d just brought me to the best orgasm of my life.
