Where I’m so wet that I know I must be making a mess.
We’re such a frantic jumble of limbs and teeth and touches, that I can’t even keep up.
“Bedroom,” I pant, breaking the kiss. “Please, Cillian.”
I’m truly not above begging right now. If it made him move any faster, I’d do whatever he asked.
Thankfully, he carries me to my bedroom and gently lays me against the mattress. He stands between my legs, peering down at me with a heated glare.
“Tell me what you want. I need to hear you ask for it like mygood girl. Ask for what you want.” His voice is so gravelly, so heavy with desire that I swear I canfeelthe words as they wash over me.
“I want you to make me come.”
His eyes darken as a wicked smirk tilts his lips. “How should I make you come?”
“With your—your mouth.” I’m stammering not because I’m nervous, but because it feels like I’m going to combust at any given moment from how insanely turned on I am.
The locker room did nothing but make me want him more desperately. Watching him with his head thrown back in pleasure, his hands tangled in my hair, guiding my mouth along his dick was the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced, and also the mostpowerfulI’ve ever felt.
Knowing thatI’mthe one who gave him that pleasure.
His hands slide beneath my sweatshirt and in a single breath, he’s tugging it over my head. Then his fingers dip into the waistband of my sweats and panties, and he pulls them down my hips until I can shake them off my foot and let them fall to the bedroom floor.
He’s gotten me naked in twenty seconds, and he’sstillfully clothed.
His hungry gaze travels agonizingly slow over my naked body. “Christ, you’re a fucking dream.” Dropping to his knees between my thighs, he reaches beneath them and curves his hands around the tops, yanking me to the edge of the mattress.
“Watch me eat your pussy, baby. Keep those pretty eyes on me.”
Deft fingers spread me open, and he lowers his mouth to my aching core and glides his tongue all the way up my slit.
God, nothing in the world feels the way it does when he touches me.
I whimper as he continues eating me, my arms trembling as I struggle to remain upright.
“Cillian,” I moan. He latches his mouth on to my clit, sucking it into his mouth, rolling it between his lips in a slow, maddening pace that has my hips rocking against him.
Pleasure pulses and throbs inside me, my orgasm already beginning to unfurl in my lower stomach.
It’s been the world’s longest night of foreplay ever since I found him in the shower, and I already feel like I’m going to tip over the edge.
When he pulls back, his lips glistening with my arousal, and pushes two fingers deep inside me, my back arches off the bed. He finds my G-spot so quickly that it’s actually a crime. He strokes it gently with the pad of his finger as he lowers his mouth back to my clit and swirls his tongue around the sensitive bud. Alternating between hard sucks and soft licks, he drives me out of my mind with lust.
I’m not sure I can handle another second.
“I need you,” I cry out, my fingers disappearing into his dark mop of hair.
His chuckle vibrates through me. “When you come on my tongue, then you can have my cock. Give it to me, baby.”
His teeth graze my clit lightly, and that’s all it takes for me to come harder than I have in my life, my legs trembling as they slam shut around his head, my entire body quaking with pleasure.
I moan so loud, my neighbors can probably hear, but I can’t even bring myself to care.
Cillian continues to flick his tongue along my clit until I’m too sensitive, and then with one last kiss to my pussy, he rises to his feet.
He reaches behind him and grasps the neck of his T-shirt, pulling it over his head and dropping it to the floor at his feet.
God, his body is fucking incredible.
