“Hello?”
“Hey, Carter.”
Kieran swirled his tongue around her clit while making a beckoning motion with his fingers, and Lily clamped a hand over her mouth to keep from moaning into the phone.
“Uh, is everything okay?”
Damn him for sounding concerned. Lily nodded, not trusting her voice would work, then remembered Carter couldn’t see her. “Yes, I’m fine. It’s just—”
Kieran dipped his tongue into her pussy, in and out, fucking her with his mouth.
She whimpered, squeezing as the pressure built.
“Lily? I think we have a bad connection. You cut off.”
“Mmm-hmm.” Lily swallowed and flicked Kieran in the ear.
He chuckled and teased her clit once more.
“I have to cancel. And I’m sorry. I think I’m just not ready to date yet.”
“Oh, are you sure? I think we’d have a lot of fun together.”
Kieran caught her gaze and grinned. He inched back, shoved his boxers down to his knees and teased the slit of her pussy with the swollen head of his cock. It was as glorious as the rest of him. Rigid and broad, the tip velvety smooth.Are you sure?he mouthed silently, mischief in his eyes. With practiced ease, he rolled on the condom.
On instinct, Lily’s legs spread wider. Within, her heartbeat roared in her ears. Her chest heaved on shallow breaths as he lined himself up with her center. With each stroke of his tip against her lips, her core ached. She should slow down. Hang up. All of that would prolong the time Kieran wasn’t inside her.
“I’m sure.”
He slammed into her, stretching and filling her to the point a silent scream welled in her throat.
“I have to go,” she gasped out. “I’ll see you Monday.”
The instant she dropped her phone, Kieran covered her mouth in a bruising kiss. His golden pendant whispered across her skin, a cool touch against her hot flesh. His hands slipped under her ass, tugging her closer on every thrust.
With her head spinning, Lily sought every inch of him she could. She closed her ankles behind his back and sank her fingers into his hair, dragging him deeper into their kiss.
Kieran lifted one arm and wrapped it around her waist. The other braced against the bed, supporting his weight.
They fell into rhythm, each of his thrusts and kisses sending waves of pleasure ricocheting through her. Nothing mattered. Not her job. Not her tiny apartment. Not the past or the future.
There was only Kieran and the way he filled her until her legs trembled.
This was so different—so much better than dissociation. She wanted all of it. The soft, wintry smell of his skin. The smoky taste of his kiss. The ache as her core stretched to take him.
“What do you need?” he whispered into their kiss.
“You.” Lily planted wet kisses along his jaw. “I need you to touch me.”
He chuckled and shifted, moving his weight to his knees. “I’m literally inside you.”
Huffing, Lily cupped Kieran’s face and shoved it toward her chest. He followed her command and took the top of one breast into his mouth, swirling her nipple on his tongue. He snaked a hand between their bodies and rubbed agonizing circles over her clit.
She shuddered and gasped, gripping his hair for something to hang on to. The beautiful pressure she’d missed so much spread, radiating out from her core and flooding her mind with pleasure. “Kieran, don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
She kissed every part of him she could reach. His face, his neck, his shoulders. She kissed until her breath dissolved into moans, and all she knew was his name.
He kept up perfectly, not altering his pace as she rode out the high of her orgasm. It faded in fragments, like a beautiful dream, leaving her boneless and sinking into her bedding.
