‘You sure?’ She swirled her tongue across the wide head of his cock.
Niall’s head rocked back. ‘Fuck!’ This was the devil’s and angel’s work in one. But there was one thing deafening out everything else, and that was the urge to be inside her. If he was coming anywhere tonight, it would be with Carli gripping him like a vice, and hopefully beating out a mind-wrecking orgasm at the same time as his.
‘Stand up.’ He braced her under her arms as she rose to her feet. ‘Have you any idea how beautiful you are? And you talk about toughness, but nobody mentions how hard it is to pull back from a killer blow job like that.’
She laughed like a wicked angel and he could swear she glowed a little bit more. ‘Let me finish it off,’ she said.
‘Nope. Lie down. First time together again, we’re both coming with me inside you.’
Excitement glittered in Carli’s eyes and she shuffledback onto the pillows, spread herself open and sunk her fingers between her legs. Climbing in front of her, Niall watched intently, gripping his straining erection. There was still a part of him terrified it might all be a dream. That he’d wake up back in his bed in Sydney, single and alone.
Well, if this was going to turn out to be a dream, he was damned well finishing things before he woke up.
‘What do you want?’ Niall husked as he bore down and kissed her, tongue plunging into her mouth, the swell of her breasts soft against his chest. The answer was obvious from the way she writhed up to him, but he had to hear it.
‘You. I want you, Niall.’ Her fingers tangled in his hair, hot breath mingling with his, tiny beads of sweat glittering on her nose. ‘So much, it hurts.’
Her words were perfect. How he felt too. Without each other, they ached.
‘Me too. I’m going to fuck the hurt away. It’s only going to feel good from now on, I promise you, because you remember this, right?’ Niall slicked his cock over Carli’s wetness, wanting so badly to drive in bare, to be as close to her as possible. ‘It was so good before and it’s going to be even better this time. And if anything is painful, you’re going to tell me and we stop, okay?’
With a bite of her lip and a tiny nod, she assented, and he grabbed the condom she’d laid on the bedside table, trying to keep his hands steady as he rolled it on before finding a home between her thighs.
This was it. Fuck. This was really it. Him and Carli.
Niall set his jaw and inched his thick tip into her swollen heat.
The head was as much as he could manage before being consumed by searing white bliss.
‘Fuck!’ He locked his gaze on her. ‘Cass.’
‘Oh.’ The word fell from her in a gasp. She was there too, right with him. ‘More, Butler…’
‘Aye…more.’ Niall edged in further, watching her the whole time, like when they were lovesick teenagers who couldn’t take their eyes from one another. Not much had changed, except that the first time had been messy and painful and today didn’t look like that at all. Carli today, with Niall stretching her open, looked so much like love that he could barely breathe.
‘You remember this, Cass? Remember us together like this? How fucking awesome it is.’
‘Yeah.’ Her response was barely a breath on the loaded air between them, but her eyes shone at the memory. ‘I remember.’
‘I couldn’t forget it. Being inside you is the best fucking feeling in the world.’
In a motion imitating the hold she had on his heart, Carli clenched her muscles around Niall, very nearly ending him.
‘Jesus!’ He held for a moment then sunk into her fully. Couldn’t do anything but.
Her composure seemed to evaporate, and she looked split open, but at the same time so fucking whole. Like this was everything to her too.
Wasn’t this proof that she’d always been his woman?
Carli reached up and grabbed his hair, and he fell to her, her name a groan on his lips before they were locked in a wild, near feral kiss. He squeezed her breasts, feeding off the sounds it provoked in her. Dropped to her nipple and sucked hard on the puckered tip. Whimpers met his ears. And then she reached round and cradled his balls.
Niall didn’t even recognise the primal sound that came from low in his chest, but he knew this was it. Howevermuch of him she could take, he would give her. ‘Come on, Cass,’ he growled. ‘Tell me only I can do this to you.’
‘Fuck, Niall!’ She raised her hips, affording him more as he drove into her. ‘None of them are you. You ruined me.’
Niall angled his hips and thrust exactly into the place that made her cry out for him. ‘And you ruined me, Cass, but what a fucking privilege.’ She was a picture under him. Tangled, half-wet hair, bare flushed cheeks, breasts bouncing as she took him. He was wild for everything about her, from her dark, glittering eyelashes to her perfect breasts, to the heavenly swell of her soaking pussy.
My God.
