Her cheeks turn pink, but she steps aside, letting me enter. The door isn’t even closed before I grab her and tangle one hand in her hair while the other latches onto her waist. My mouth descends on her in a hungry kiss that has her whimpering. Walking her backward into the living room, I never take my mouth from her skin. My lips, tongue, and teeth travel over her jaw, down her neck, and back up to that sensitive spot behind her ear. She moans and shoves her hands under my hoodie, exploring the lines of my stomach and chest. I pause long enough to tear the offending hoodie off and toss it somewhere on the floor. Norah places her hands on my chest and gently pushes me away, taking a small step back. Her eyes roam over me until she stops briefly on the low-hanging waistband of my sweatpants before openly staring at my growing erection. She bites her lower lip and then looks me in the eyes as she drops to her knees.
My brain malfunctions at the sight of my fire sprite kneeling before me. She grabs my waistband, but I stop her and choke out, “Norah, love, youdon’t have to do that.”
“Shhh,” she whispers demurely, still holding my gaze. “I want to. Please let me?”
How can I say no to that? I can’t and don’t want to, so I brush my thumb over her lips and nod.
Norah slowly pulls my sweats and boxers down my legs, eyes widening once she sees how hard I am for her. Cautiously wrapping a hand around the base of my cock, she leans in and brings her eyes back to mine. When she parts those pretty lips and takes me into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip, it’s all I can do to keep from finishing this before it’s even started. She takes me further, sucking like a goddamn pro. I’m sweating as my fingers tangle into her hair, guiding her carefully. She doesn’t resist. If anything, she becomes more enthusiastic. Increasing her pace, she works her hand in time with her mouth. I’m not going to last much longer, so I cup her cheek and gently pull back.
She looks at me questioningly, “Did I do something wrong?”
I chuckle as I help her to her feet. “Quite the opposite, lass. You were a little too good.”
Norah’s eyes light up with pride. “Then why did you stop me?” Her fingers trail down my stomach, making my cock twitch against her torso.
Cupping her backside with both hands, I pull her against me and lower my mouth to her ear before growling out, “Because I need to make you come at least twice first.”
She shudders and says breathlessly, “Well when you put it that way…”
I don’t let her finish that thought before scooping her up and hauling her to the bedroom. She huffs out a laugh when I toss her on the bed then props herself up on her elbows. I just stand there for a moment, enjoying the sight of her mussed hair and swollen lips.God, she’s stunning.
“What are you waiting for, Kennedy? You said something about making me come twice?” Norah questions, tilting her head to the side.
Oh, I like it when she gets mouthy. “You keep that up and I’ll have to teach that pretty mouth of yours a lesson.”
Her throaty laugh travels down my spine and straight to my cock. I grabher ankles and yank her to the edge of the bed, earning a squeal. Wasting no time ridding her of those little shorts, I’m pleasantly surprised to see she didn’t bother with underwear. Before she can catch her breath, my mouth is on her and I devour her like she’s my last meal. Her thighs clench like a vice around my head, and when I thrust my tongue deep into her, she screams out, “Eamon! Oh god, oh god, oh god…”
I can tell she’s getting close, so I attach my mouth to her clit and suck.Hard.She goes off like a fucking firework, mumbling unintelligible words. I turn and bite her thigh, causing her to convulse once more. The taste of her on my tongue is an addiction I don’t think I’ll ever want to quit.
Norah
I’m spread out on my bed, gasping for air as Eamon moves up my body, caressing and kissing me all over. Sliding my shirt up and over my head, he palms my breasts, sucking and licking them in turn. I writhe against him, needing him as close as possible. When he finally makes it to my mouth, he kisses me slowly and deeply. I told Layla people don’t fall in love this fast, but I’m beginning to think that what I feel for Eamon goes beyond lust. Undeniably happy, I can envision a future with him. Iwanta future with him.
His traveling fingers bring me back to the present, skimming down my body until he reaches my thigh. Gripping it, he hikes it over his hip and sinks into me in one smooth motion. The angle makes him go impossibly deeper and we both moan as we fall into a steady rhythm, our breath mingling with every gasp and pant. He keeps his word and makes me come a second time before he finds his own release. We lay there with our foreheads pressed together, catching our breath for a long moment.
“Well,” I eventually say, “that was the best greeting I’ve ever had.”
Eamon chuckles and buries his face in my neck. “Aye. I might have missed you a bit.”
“Mmmm. I missed you, too.” I purr as I trail my fingers up and downhis spine. I’m not sure if I’ll ever get used to the feel of his body under my hands, but I’m willing to spend as much time as possible finding out.
He rolls to the side, draping an arm over my stomach, and asks, “How was your day, love?”
Turning to face him, I lay my hands on his chest. “Uneventful. The girls and I got together last night for an old-fashioned slumber party, so this morning was for sleeping and nursing hangovers.”
“Please don’t tell me you painted your nails and swapped sex stories…” his eyes widen in alarm, making me laugh.
“Alright, I won’t tell you that.”
Eamon groans loudly. “I’ll never be able to look your friends in the eye again, will I?”
This makes me laugh harder. “Sure, you can. They won’t be looking at your face anyway.”
His mouth falls open and heactually blushes.
“Are you blushing, Kennedy?” I giggle.
He rolls to his back, groaning again, and scrubs a hand over his face. I’m enjoying his discomfort far more than I should.
