“Good.” Her tongue slipped out again and after one long, mind-shattering lick of his shaft, she took his cock in her mouth, her rosy lips suctioning around him.
Gripping the sheets either side of him, he held on for dear life as she loved him with her mouth alone, her fingers caressing his balls, her touch so exquisitely soft and making them tighten and pull up. With her eyes closed, she bobbed up and down over him so wickedly. “Halt, please halt.”
She sucked harder and oh hell, his mind went black with lust as she brought him to the brink of his control. Nay, he wouldn’t seek his pleasure again until he’d swamped her in her own. Aye, when he soared into paradise, it would be with her.
Hands on her waist, he lifted her up and over his body then covered her mouth with his, the pressure of her lips sublime and the sensation of her tongue dueling with his beyond perfect. Her mouth had been made for kissing.
He drowned in the dark pool of desire she weaved around him, her soft curves molding to his body, her sweet femininity a perfect balance to his own harder angles. Then she gave even more of herself and overwhelmed his senses, her lips soft and coaxing one moment, then demanding and determined the next. He wanted to wake each morning with her kissing him in this exact way, to fit their bodies together as lovers did until rapture overtook them both.
Groaning, he drew her even more fully against him, the hard tips of her breasts rubbing against his chest and her hips rocking against his hips. He stroked down her back and over her bottom, until a fierce pressure built in his spine and sizzled around to the front. Closer. He needed to get even closer.
“Coll.” She melted into him, their kiss intensifying, becoming more ravaging and insistent as she gave all of herself to him.
“I’m right here.” He probed and plundered her mouth with each stroke of his tongue. Deeper, he moved, until his heart thundered a powerful beat against her heartbeat. Aye, only she could ever make him feel so complete with a simple kiss alone.
“Need to come.” She rocked over top of him.
“Let go whenever you please. I’ll be right here with you.” Raw yearning took over and with a fierceness that demanded satisfaction, he angled his mouth more fully against hers, sank ever deeper into their kiss while she grasped his shoulders and moaned into his mouth.
Hands on her bottom, he spread her legs wider with his legs, until her lower folds rubbed against his cock wedged between them. Sliding her wet slit along his length without spearing himself inside her, he gave her all the pressure she needed, that he needed too. Hell, naught had ever felt so good. Sharp tingles speared up his shaft until he could no longer hold on.
“Now, Coll.” Back arched and her breath hitching, she came and he exploded right along with her, his essence coating their bellies pressed together. She shuddered in his arms and he soared into heaven.
Fiona floated in a daze as the last ebb of her pleasure faded away. Coll lay sated underneath her, an extremely satisfied grin on his face, one she’d put there and naught could have made her happier. “We should kiss more often,” she whispered against his lips.
“I never knew kissing you could be so earth-shattering.”
“Yet also messy earth-shattering.” She rolled off him and slumped on her back at his side, pressed one hand to his seed smeared across her belly and giggled. “We need to bathe.”
“I’ll order the tub to be filled and a meal provided.” He heaved out of bed and she wanted only to grab him and pull him back.
“You dinnae need to move so fast.”
“If I dare stay in bed with you a moment longer, I’ll be back to kissing you and ravaging you all over again.”
“That sounds divine.” She shuffled onto her side and grinned as he crouched naked before the remains of the fire, his biceps and back muscles rippling as he tore bark from a log and stuck the bits into the glowing embers. Blowing warm air onto the cinders, he worked the fire once more into roaring life and tossed a log over top. “You have a nice backside, my stubborn one.”
“So do you, my fiery empath.” With a mischievous wink, he sauntered across to the window and opened the blue drapes. Over his shoulder, the dawn sun hovered on the horizon and with those tight buttocks of his clenching even tighter, she admired the sweet view he offered.
She memorized the moment and softly sighed. Never would she forget this special time with him. “Could you bring me a wet cloth, please?”
“Of course.” He strolled to the side table, dipped a cloth into the basin of water and cleaned his belly and cock before dunking the cloth again. He wrung it, drips splashing into the basin then sauntered toward her, the glint of desire in his eyes clear to see. “I’m going to wipe you clean.”
“Nay, I intend to do that.” She squirmed back.
“Wrong answer.” He nabbed her ankles, pulled her back down the bed and spread her legs. With a wicked grin, he gently wiped her below then swept the cloth across her belly, which rumbled with hunger as he did.