Then he’s on the move again, his beautiful mouth trailing kisses down my stomach, delivering chills across my skin until his stubble tickles above my clit.
“Wait, Killian.” I put my hand on his face before he can travel farther and clamp my legs against his shoulders. “There’s no point in doing that.”
This makes him freeze. He blinks up at me, bewildered. “No point?”
“I, uh, don’t find it easy to come that way,” I say in a small voice. “It never worked with my ex.”
“Never?” He searches my face, and a wave of regret washes over me as I realize I said too much.
I shake my head slowly, my cheeks burning.
Immediately, his expression softens. He kisses my stomach as he looks up at me. “There’s no pressure for you to come.”
“I won’t.” I can’t believe I’m admitting this. “I’ve never gotten there with a guy going down on me. I don’t know if it’s me or them… I get too locked in my own head.”
He smiles and comes up to plant a kiss on my lips. “That’s okay. But will you let me try because I want to?” His gaze darkens with lust. “I can’t stop thinking about what you taste like. But I won’t do it if it makes you uncomfortable.”
I give him a shy nod in response. What if he doesn’t enjoy my taste?
He must sense my unease. “Hey,” he murmurs below me, his brows pulling together in a frown. “There’s nothing you can do to make me want this less. All you need to do is close your eyes and relax, okay?”
I bite my lip as he stares up at me intently. Doing as I’m told, I take a deep breath and squeeze my eyes shut.
He travels down again and places one hand on each of my thighs to keep them apart.
His tongue and lips brush over my clit, and I nearly jump out of my skin at the sensation. Immediately, a deep, primal growl comes out of him, making me want to giggle, but I hold it back. He has no qualms about showing me how much he’s enjoying himself.
He starts off slow as if he’s testing the waters to make sure it feels good for me.
My pulse quickens, and I will myself to relax. I resist the urge to close my legs as he eats me.
Fuck… that’s nice.
Killian knows exactly what he’s doing: the perfect amount of pressure to use, the alternating rhythm of slow and fast, how to use his fingers to massage my slit while pleasuring me with his tongue.
A delicious heat builds between my legs, but I know I won’t reach orgasm. I’m close, but I’ll not get there. I never do.
I try to push away the negative thoughts infiltrating my mind. What if I don’t taste good? What if he hates it? Does he think something is wrong with me? Is there something wrong with me? Why can’t I come with guttural moans like they do in the movies?
His groan vibrates against my skin, and when I look down, his mouth closes over me, and the look on his face is so full of lust and pleasure that the heat in my core intensifies.
“Clodagh,” he murmurs in a low baritone. “You taste incredible. I love this.”
Our eyes meet, and the connection sends more delicious thrills through me. I didn’t want our stare to end, but the moment’s intensity is almost too much.
Holy hell.
Every sensation is heightened.
My skin tingles everywhere his tongue caresses me.
His scent lingers all over me.
My legs involuntarily jolt whenever he utters my name in that deep husky growl and tells me I’m the sweetest damn thing he’s ever tasted.
Fuck.
Fuck.
“Oh, fuuuuuuuck,” I moan in pleasure.
Shallow breathing. Remember how to breathe.
I buck as he does something with his tongue I can’t even describe.
“Too much,” I pant out, unsure if I want him to stop or keep going.
“Really?” he breathes beneath me.
“No. Yes. I don’t know! No.”
God… it feels amazing.
Maybe… just maybe…
“Let go, beautiful,” he says softly below me. “I can feel that you want to.”
My body quivers. Killian is relentless. He’s not stopping until I come. It feels like this could go on forever.
I don’t know if it’s the pressure building in my core or the look of pure pleasure on his face that tips me over the edge, but… wow, this is actually happening.
I’m there.
“Yes, beautiful, let it happen. You deserve to feel so good.”
I’m coming… I’m coming on his tongue.
My legs spasm as I let out breathy, jerky moans, gripping his hair tightly as the flutters in my core become intense waves of pleasure throughout my body.
I collapse onto the bed, my arms and legs like jelly. “You did it,” I gasp, staring at the ceiling. “Thank you.”
He chuckles low and husky as he brings himself level with me. “No need to thank me. The pleasure was all mine.”
I give him a silly grin. “You must have a really strong jaw.”
“Nah.” His blue eyes shine at mine. “Just a really big appetite.”
I don’t remember falling asleep. But when I wake up in the morning, I’m under the covers, and Killian is gone.
Killian
Two weeks later
“Eyes locked on me,” I command.
She obediently lifts her chin and locks her gaze onto mine as she takes my hard shaft down her throat.
“Yes, that’s it. Show me how much you want it. Take me like a good girl.”
My mind savors the sight of her; her vibrant emerald eyes alive with emotion, her freckled nose and voluptuous lips enveloping my cock in her mouth. This vision has been playing in my head nonstop, stealing me away from work.