A moment passed. Then another. Insecurity crept in her periphery. When Kieran finally spoke, his voice was so quiet, she almost missed it.
“I’m not sure how.”
Lily wiggled her right hand under his left and entwined those fingers, too. “We can learn together.” She curled herlegs around his calves, touching as much of him as she could. “I think mostly you just kiss me.”
He did. He kissed her like she was starlight, and he was a sailor lost in the night. Like he was an arid plain, and she was the first downpour of the season. Like if he ever stopped, he might stop breathing, too.
His heart pounded against her chest. His breath filled her lungs. He was everywhere. Stretched over every inch of her skin. Floating through every corner of her mind. He was a deity, and she was his disciple.
“I-need-a-condom,” he whispered in a rush against her lips.
Lily shook her head and tightened the weave of her legs around his. “I’m on the pill. Condoms are just a nice precaution.”
“Christ, you wreck me.” He shuddered before claiming her lips once more, this time delving his tongue into her mouth at the same moment his cock filled and stretched her pussy.
Every deliberate roll of his hips sent waves of pleasure crashing through her. There was no telling limb from limb. No way of knowing where he ended and she began. Her heightened moans echoed in the small room, rivaled only by his ragged breath.
Releasing one of her hands, he snuck a hand between them and swirled tight circles over her clit. The sensation sent shock waves scorching up her spine, and she gripped his hair, desperately holding on to him.
“Come with me, baby.” His words were a prayer. “I need to feel you.”
Lily curled upward, grinding her clit against the meat of his palm. His thrusts were steady and luxurious, each one sending her closer and closer to that beautiful precipice. Something snapped within her. Her breath shattered on his name, and pleasure flooded her senses.
He wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her impossibly close as his own orgasm released deep within her. He moaned into their kiss, and his body went slack atop hers.
They each took slow, shuddering breaths. Their bodies trembled in the aftermath of their lovemaking. But Kieran didn’t roll away. He snuggled into her embrace and rested his head over her shoulder. He trailed butterfly kisses down her neck and drew lazy circles against her side.
His weight was bliss. Every soft kiss was the first pull of a daisy petal.He loves me. He loves me.She was as sure of it as she was of the steady rhythm of her heart that called his name.And I love him.The knowledge was sweet rapture. This man was hers, and she was his.
“You win,” he murmured, though his voice was heavy with sleep.
“Hmm?” Lily asked. She trailed her fingertips through his short hair.
Kieran nuzzled his face against her neck. “That was a hell of a lot better than fucking.”
ChapterThirty
It was rude, really, that Kieran ate before everyone else the day after the wedding, but he just couldn’t help himself when he’d woken beside Lily, hard and craving another taste. Fucking his woman with his tongue two hours before brunch was the closest he’d ever get to being a morning person without a mug of coffee in hand.
“I’m absolutely starving,” Lily said after the waiter finished taking their orders. They were still waiting for the happy brides to arrive.
Kieran rolled his lips between his teeth, trying his damnedest to keep a straight face. “Must be from all that cardio yesterday.”
Lily’s relaxed grip on his thigh tightened. The temperature of the room shot up a degree as a blush climbed her neck like roses. “Something like that.”
From across the table, Maeve’s dark blue eyes narrowed and flicked between Lily’s bashful expression and the grin he couldn’t quite contain. His sister’s lips trembled between a smile and a scoff. “You two could not be more obvious.” Sherolled her eyes at him and settled her gaze on Lily. There was definitely a smile in the making. “But I’m happy for you.”
Beside Maeve, Danny faked a gag. The tiny smile afterward stayed Kieran’s scowl.
Kieran found Lily’s hand under the table and gave it what he hoped was a reassuring squeeze. “Thanks, Maeve.”
Across the sun-splashed outdoor dining area, the glass doors of the main house opened. Shauna stepped over the threshold, hurrying toward them. There was something off about the way she carried herself. Shoulders tucked in and arms covering her chest. Like she was making herself small.
“So how was your first morning as a newlywed?” Maeve asked, her smile bright as she stood to receive their little sister.
But as Shauna rushed forward into Maeve’s arms, Kieran caught a glimpse of the little red splotches around Shauna’s eyes and along her temples.
Kieran leaned forward in his seat. “What happened?”
