Page 13 of Tender Temptation


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“It’s okay. I’ll get you there, sweet Ivy.” Cillian’s thumb presses my button and circles furiously. “You’re going to cream all over my fingers and I’ll lick up every drop.”

“Ohmygod.” My pussy convulses at the thought of his mouth on me and I find myself bucking against his hand like a wild woman, seeking something to push me over the edge. I don’t know what I need. Yet, I feel frantic to figure it out.

Light crow’s feet etch the corners of Cillian’s eyes when he smiles down at me patiently. His jawline is dusted with stubble, a mix of dark hair with the occasional reddish thread. His thumb grazes the apple of my cheek. “Don’t chase it, baby. All you have to do is relax. I’ve got you. I promised birthday orgasms and I always keep my promises.”

Cillian lowers his head to the curve of my neck. His lips hover over the sensitive spot behind my ear, then he flicks his tongue on my earlobe while his thumb moves faster and his fingers hit a spot inside me I didn’t know existed. In seconds, there’s no choice but to give in. Warmth pools in mycore and spreads like a radiating brushfire. My thighs shake. My nipples feel like they’re piercing through my leotard.

Then I explode. Grip his hand and hold it in place so I can ride this out. My head thrashes from side to side and I hear myself screaming unabashedly. I’ve never in my life been this free. Felt thismuch.

Throughout, Cillian holds me. Slows his fingers to long, soothing strokes as I come down. The softest sighs escape his lips every time I shudder. His raw, natural, woodsy scent permeates my senses. Everything about this moment will be burned into my memory forever.

“My God, you’re sweet as pie.” Cillian removes his hand and sucks on his fingers. “Delicious.”

I watch him, transfixed. I’m not sure how I expected to feel, but I’m not embarrassed. I want more. I want it all. I reach up and thumb his scruff. “Can we do more?”

“Jay-sus, greedy woman.” Cillian smirks, but his hazel eyes never leave mine. He slips one arm firmly around my lower back and the other beneath my knees and, in one fluid motion, lifts me from the stool.

His hold is protective. Possessive. His chest muscles flex under my touch. Instinctively, my arms wrap around his neck and I rest my head against his shoulder. He leans his head against mine and carries me with a confident grace down asoftly lit hallway. Cillian pauses at the double door, his eyes searching mine for a moment. I nod and grip his nape.

I’ve never been surer of something in my life.

Cillian nudges the door open with his foot, revealing his masculine bedroom washed in the gentle glow of ambient lighting. He lowers me onto the bed and kisses my lips before slowly releasing his hold. He doesn’t break contact, though. His hands trail lightly up my waist, across my chest to my face.

Leaning down, he holds himself inches from me. There’s a slight catch in his breath. “Are you okay?”

“Yes.” I tilt my head up until our lips are barely touching. I grip the hair curling at his neck. “You’ve already made this the best birthday ever.”

Cillian’s mouth crashes down on mine roughly. Our tongues slide over each other as he cups my breasts and thrums my nipples through the fabric. He tastes like wine and…me.

The realization is overwhelming.

We break apart and I rest my hands on his hips. His jeans are still unbuckled, I undo the button, unzip them and slip my hand inside his boxers. Tentatively, I grip his cock and slide my fist up and down like I’ve seen on porn videos. He’s thick. Weighty. I want to taste the liquid leaking from the tip, so I engulf his crown.

“Oh, fuck.” Cillian’s hips jut forward. “What a hot little mouth you have, baby.”

Encouraged, I lock my gaze with his and lick him from root to tip. Kiss up his shaft and repeat. Jack him. Suck and swirl. Cup his balls. I don’t know what I’m doing, but he seems to like it. Cillian grips my cheeks and watches himself disappear in and out of my mouth, uttering anguished groans every so often.

Abruptly, he pulls out. “Ivy, I’m on the brink. If you don’t want me to come in your mouth, now’s the time to tell me.

“I want you to.” I don’t hesitate to guide his length back into my mouth as far as I can manage.

Cillian thrusts himself to the back of my throat and I feel hot liquid pulse out in spurts. I swallow every salty-sweet drop and lave his cock with my tongue until he’s clean. Another first, and I love it. Making him lose control makes me feel powerful

“There’s no going back from this, Ivy.” Cillian steps out of his jeans and boxers and sits next to me on the bed. Pulls off his T-shirt and tosses it on the floor. He’s gloriously naked and looks exactly like a marble statue in Rome. “I have a feeling if I fuck you tonight, you’re gonna be mine forever.”

Tingles flutter up and down my spine at his words, which make me even more confident in my decision to be here. On paper, the idea of forever with Cillian after knowing him afew hours is absurd. In reality, his words ring true. “I think I might already be yours.”

“Well, since you’re mine, I’ve got to mention you’re wearing too many clothes.” Cillian unbuttons and unzips my cutoffs and I lift my hips so he can slide them down my legs.

I bite down on my lip and watch him peel down my leotard. My breasts spring free and he kisses and sucks on each nipple while he rolls the clingy fabric down and off my body. A horrific thought permeates my body. I never thought to shave because I had no idea I’d be naked in a man’s bedroom tonight, but even someone as inexperienced as me knows I should groom my pubic hair before sex.

I can’t help but panic and place my hand over my mound. “I’m sorry, I didn’t plan…”

Cillian grabs my hand and presses me back on the bed. “You’re my every fantasy. I dig your hairy little pussy. Never hide yourself from me.”

“Are you sure?” I press my thighs together and try to twist away.

He grasps under my leg and presses up toward my ear exposing…everything. He runs a finger through my soaking folds and I quiver. Despite how nervous I am, he makes me feel desirable. Mature.. “You’re very wet,mo shíorghrá. Do you want me to lick your pussy?”

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