I clung to his shirt, unable to do more as sensations blasted me. He flipped us over so I lay beneath him, and he sank into me again. We both moaned at the new friction.
He yanked his mouth from mine, and his beautiful erection slipped from me. I cried out, shocked and desperate for more.
“Just getting undressed,” he panted. “Need to feel…skin to skin. Much as I can.”
I shuddered, wondering what he’d feel like inside me with no barriers. Buttons flew, one sailing past my cheek. He did that sexy one-hand pull over his head, yanking off his undershirt as he kicked away his shoes and pants. Then, hundreds of pounds of aroused male settled over me. My nipples puckered even harder as his chest brushed against them. And he slammed back inside me, the hot, hard silk of his erection spreading my lips and pounding into my body.
I should have known that Cormac, a professional athlete built for stamina and power, would fuck me better and harder than anyone else ever could. The fourth orgasm slid over me, and I cried out, weakly this time, as he continued to snap his hips in and out.
I shuddered, my legs and arms limp from pleasure. He grasped my hips and tilted them up while he settled on his knees, my ass on his thighs, and drove home, once, twice… The third time, his head fell back, his lips parted, and he groaned as he spurted deep inside me. His erection jerked, filling the condom with his cum.
Then he collapsed beside me, reached for me, and tucked me against his warm, powerful body.
Chapter47
Cormac
Itried to catch my breath. I couldn’t. My head spun from the power of my release, even as my muscles turned lethargic.
That hadn’t been a normal orgasm. That was a full-body experience. My glutes ached, my abs tingled, and my dick was ecstatic. I kissed Keelie’s forehead and left my nose against her fanned-out hair, drinking in this moment. Because it was special. Beautiful. Worth savoring.
I wanted to remember it forever.
She turned, and the silky strands of her hair tugged against my cheek. I should have lifted my head, but contentment and exhaustion pulled at me, keeping me down. She wrapped her arms around me and snuggled closer.
I opened one eye to find her regarding me. Uncertainty slithered across her features, and that caused me to tighten my hold.
“I’ve never felt something like that before,” I told her.
Her body relaxed against mine. “Me neither. I wondered…”
I raised an eyebrow. She blushed so hot that my forearm heated where our skin touched. She cleared her throat. “I wondered if it was always like that. For you.”
My heart cracked a little. This woman. She was so brave, so beautiful, and yes, a little broken. I never wanted her to feel timid with me.
“No, pretty girl. What we just did was…” I considered, trying to find the right word. “Transcendent,” I decided. I punctuated my statement with a nod. My breathing had evened out, and my body felt loose, good—no, great. Better than it had in years.
She bit her lip, so I tugged the soft, pink flesh from her teeth and licked it with all the gentleness I could muster.
“That was the most special experience of my life.” She dropped her lashes so I could no longer see those sparkling eyes. “I love you, Cormac. More than anyone else. Ever.”
I gathered her closer and pressed another kiss to her temple. “I love you, too, pretty girl.”
Chapter48
Keelie
As the next few weeks unfolded, I felt like I was living in a princess fantasy. I went to all of Cormac’s home games and joined the ladies at Naomi’s for the away games. Ida Jane and I talked multiple times each week, and she stayed with me at Cormac’s house when the team traveled.
Cormac picked me up from work whenever he could, and he took me for more golf lessons. We swam in his pool and made out in his sauna as often as possible.
Like right now. His lips slid down my damp neck, nipping at my pounding pulse as the dry heat swirled around us.
“Cormac,” I groaned.
“I love the way you say my name.”
“C-Cormac,” I whispered, thrilled when desire flared between us.
