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Dear God, when his tongue slid into my mouth, my heart leapt for joy. I deepened the kiss, needing more. I needed to possess all of him.
But I knew that was too fast. I didn’t know Ciaran’s level of experience.
“I’ve wanted to do this to you almost since the moment I laid eyes on you,” I admitted through a ragged breath as I attacked his neck with my tongue and teeth. I was not being gentle. He’d have marks come tomorrow. “Tell me what you want, Ciaran.”
Ciaran’s hands came to my lower back, his nails scratching in the exact same spot he’d done as when he thought I was Drew. There was an imperceptible pause in his actions before he cupped my ass, pulling me hard against him.
We both still wore our swim trunks, but the material was so thin it was almost like wearing nothing. I could feel every inch of him and dear God, it was glorious.
“I want…” Ciaran gasped out, his head falling against the wall. With an even unsteadier voice, he added, “Everything.”
The sound in the back of my throat was primal. Hot need pinched my insides and I’d do just about anything to bury my cock deep inside him.
I took the opportunity to lick his collarbone and he moaned erotically as my tongue slid up his throat, over his jaw, and up to his mouth. His hand shifted to the back of my head, pressing me, guiding me. His eyes fluttered as Ciaran’s hips ground against me rhythmically. “But I’ve never actually…you know…” He trailed off.
I leaned back. His lips were red and his face flushed, but his expression was unsure, doubtful, and I wasn’t sure if it was because he was inexperienced or if he was worried I’d be upset about his lack of experience.
“That’s okay,” I said, trying my best to cool my ardor. If I wasn’t careful, I’d go too fast for Ciaran, and I didn’t want him to regret anything. “We can go slow, do whatever you’re comfortable with.” I kissed him softly. “As long as I can keep kissing you.”
Ciaran smiled and my heart melted, which was…unusual for me.
“I don’t think you could stop me.” He pulled me back to him, kissing me deeply, and my cock jerked awake again. “It’s just that I’m not sure if I want my first time to be in a closet, literally or metaphorically.”
Laughter bubbled out of me at that. I took stock of my closet. It wasn’t completely destroyed, but it did look as if someone had gone berserk inside of it. I just hoped we hadn’t ruined thousands of dollars worth of clothing.
“Did you mean what you said earlier?” Ciaran asked. “About wanting to do this to me as soon as you saw me?”
“Yes.” I nodded. “No sense in lying about it. My raging hard-on would contradict me.” Together we looked at our crotches. Our cocks were very much on board. “I’ve been trying to avoid you, too. Sorry about the mixed messaging.”
“What about Zoey?”
I fixed Ciaran’s mussed-up hair and trailed a finger over the red marks glowing on his neck. “It’s not a real relationship,” I confessed. “It’s a long story, but in short, she and I are not together.”
Ciaran nodded, and his eyes flicked over my shoulders and into my bedroom. He tensed beneath my fingers.
“Um, Matty.” Ciaran pointed. “Does Zoey know that?”
I spun around. Zoey was in my doorway, dressed for surfing, with Joan and Filipe bringing up the rear. Filipe merely raised an eyebrow while Joan was giving the scene two enthusiastic thumbs-up.
I suppose this was one way to confirm I had the hots for Ciaran.
33
CIARAN
In something of a kissed-induced high, I bent down to collect one of Matty’s T-shirts from the floor and threw it over my head. The sensation of feeling underdressed was nonsensical considering everyone else was dressed for the beach.
But when everyone’s eyes were locked on us, I wanted a small protective barrier. Plus, I wasn’t sure how Matty would react given the situation.
Thankfully, I didn’t have to worry about needing to cover my erection. My dick shrank the second I spotted Zoey at the door.
My lips still stung from Matty’s hungry kisses. The urge to lift my fingers and touch my mouth was so strong I had to physically restrain myself. It was like I needed proof that it actually happened.
I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe that Matty liked me—wanted me—kissed me…that he wanted to do even more than that. I needed a good half-evening to myself just to dwell on recent developments. And then after that, I wanted to sit down with Matty and discuss everything. I wanted to go over every moment we’d ever shared together, to ask him questions, to get clarity.
The audience before us, however, prevented this.
Zoey’s intense stare was filled with confusion. She’d opened her mouth a few times but didn’t make a sound. Tall and lithe, she was more beautiful in person than in photographs. Her long blond hair, which was gathered up in a messy topknot, gleamed bright and shiny.
