She pressed her forehead to mine, and we stayed like that, breathing each other in, until her hand dragged down my chest and to my waistband.
My cock strained against the fabric.
I let out a growl and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist while I cupped two handfuls of the plush ass I’d been dying to grab since that night I’d gotten an eyeful of it at the pond.
I walked her backward toward a small table, swiping the dishes and cutlery off. They crashed to the floor, but neither of us paid attention as I set Niamh down. She scooted backward, opening her legs and letting me step between them. I lowered myself down until my face was right where I wanted it. “I’ve wanted this for so long,” I said.
I moved her panties to the side and slowly licked right up her seam, and she bucked. “That’s right,” I said. “Rub your cunt all over my face.”
She let out a guttural moan that went straight to my cock. That. That was my new favorite Niamh sound.
“Oh, that’s so good,” she said as I licked again.
“Fuck, you taste divine,” I said. “I could do this all night.”
She shuddered beneath me as I sucked and licked, savoring every bit of this. Every bit of her.
I parted her thighs wider, plunging my tongue inside her, eliciting a gasp.
I loved this more than I’d ever imagined I could. I loved being able to fuck Niamh into silence with my tongue, this woman who never stopped talking couldn’t summon a single word to express what she was feeling as I sucked and licked her into oblivion. The effect I had on her was addicting. I already wanted to do more, wanted to see how else I could stun my Niamh into a shuddering, whimpering silence.
My teeth gently grazed against her clit, and I licked her in long, slow strokes, applying pressure in different spots, noting when she clenched her thighs and hitting those spots again and again.
I plunged my tongue inside her again, and she arched her back, her head falling back, her long curtain of red hair fanning around her face. She let out a cry, and I knew she was close.
“That’s it, Niamh. Let go. Come for me.”
Her breath hitched, her thighs clenching even tighter on either side of my head as she let out a cry and finally said a single word. “Wolfe.” It came out on a hard breath. Okay, maybe that was my favorite sound. Maybe my favorite sound was every one that came from Niamh.
She fisted her hands in my hair, pelvis jerking as the waves of her orgasm hit her, and I kept licking, kept that unrelenting pressure with my tongue until she slumped onto the table, her legs going slack around my shoulders.
“Oh my godwitches,” she said, and I lifted my head to meet her gaze as she burst into laughter.
“What’s so funny?” I asked.
“I can’t believe I ever thought you were cold and reserved and lacked any kind of passion.”
She sat up, unhooking her legs from my shoulders while I came to a stand, hoping there was more to that sentence.
She blew out a breath. “That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”
A rumble came from my chest as I leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her lips, letting it linger, my cock twitching.
She ran a finger along the waistband of my trousers, and I shuddered, her touch instantly igniting every part of me.
“It’s been a long time,” I said as she grabbed the laces on my trousers. “This might be quick.”
She smiled. “Then we’ll just have to do it again.” She unlaced the top. “And again.” Then she yanked the thread from the holes, my trousers parting open. “And again.” She grabbed my hips and tugged me close. “And again.”
I pressed a swift, hard kiss to her lips. “You’re amazing, you know that? You make me want so much more for myself than I’ve ever wanted before.” I searched her light green eyes. “But mostly, I just want you.”
She raised a hand to my cheek. “Well, that’s easy, then. I’m yours.” She held my gaze, her fingers going to the buttons of her dress, and as she undid each one, her moves were tantalizingly slow. Ever since I’d gotten that peek of her breasts in the pond, I’d desperately wanted to see them again, to touch them, to suck them.
My cock jerked. “You’re going to have to stop teasing me like this.”
“Where’s the fun in that?” She reached the last button and paused, making me groan, her smile growing wider as she popped it open, then shrugged the dress from her shoulders. It fell down to her waist as she unclasped her bra and slowly took it off, her upper half now bare before me.
My gaze devoured her pale, smooth skin, her perfect round breasts, and her hard nipples that I very much wanted in my mouth, my tongue swirling around them. But right now I just wanted to stare at her, hardly able to believe this was happening.
