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Holding his gaze, I obey, my blood singing in my veins as he rips my light sweatshirt up and over my head and tackles me onto the mattress. And then I’m under him, this man who drives me wild, the one whose touch has haunted me every day that we’ve been apart.
And even though we might be surrounded by evil leprechauns closing in on our cabin as we roll across the covers, devouring each other, there’s nowhere else I want to be.
Just here.
With him.
Chapter 21
WESLEY
This is it. I don’t need to go to the desert and hunt for gold. The only treasure I need is right here.
The taste of her, her smell, the sounds she makes as I pull her nipple into my mouth, sucking deep…this is all I’ve wanted, what I’ve been craving like an addict since the last time she was under me.
But the last time we were in a tiny tent, in a sleeping bag only lightly cushioned from the hard ground underneath.
Now, I have her in a giant soft bed, and I mean to make the most of it.
“Roll over,” I say, already gripping her hips and flipping her beneath me.
“Yes,” she moans, moving to shift onto her knees.
I stop her with a palm at the small of her back. “No. Stay like this.”
“I’ve never done it from behind like this before,” she says, glancing at me over her shoulder.
I smile as I dig my palm in gentle circles at the base of her spine, summoning a happy sound from low in her throat. “We can do that in a little while if you want, but first, I’m going to give you a massage.”
Her brow furrows. “That’s sweet, but…I don’t think I want a massage.”
“You’ll want this one,” I assure her.
“No, I want your cock,” she says. “It’s been a long time, Wes. Your cock was my last cock. That’s almost two years without sex. That’s way too long.”
“Tell me about it. Fucking torture,” I agree, my hands moving down to knead into the perfect swells of her ass.
Her lips part. “You too?”
“Me, too,” I confirm, thumbs caressing the base of her bottom, right above her sit bones, fighting a grin as her lids flutter and linger at half-mast.
“Wow, that’s…”
“Turning you on?” I ask, fingers probing lower, but still deliberately avoiding the obvious places. I don’t intend to touch her pussy until I’m gliding inside her.
“I was going to say amazing. And special. About the ‘not having sex with anyone else’ part, but y-yes.” She pulls in a deeper breath, letting it out with a soft sigh. “But the rubbing is good, too. I feel it…deep inside. Not just where you’re touching.”
“The clitoris isn’t just the part that shows on the outside. It has roots that stretch down around your pussy and…deep inside.”
“Are you mansplaining my clitoris to me?” she asks, making me laugh.
“Maybe a little bit. Sorry.”
She grins, biting her lip as I knee her thighs farther apart, giving me better access to every soft inch of skin between her legs. “It’s okay. I actually didn’t know that. But I could feel it when you were rubbing me before. You could rub me there again…if you want.”
“I will,” I promise, digging my thumbs into her hip flexors, summoning a deeper, slightly pained moan from her this time. “Just trying to spread the love around.”
“Damn, that hurts, but I like it. I had no idea I was so tight right there.” Her eyes close as she breathes through the release. As her muscles relax, letting me in, I rock my thumbs a little deeper. “How did you learn so much about women’s bodies, Mr. McGuire?”
