Kelli climbed onto her bed, shaking her head. “If I wanted to play with my toys, you wouldn’t be here.”
He picked up the oral sex simulator, then crawled onto the bed, pressing her to her back and caging her beneath him.
Kelli wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him toward her for a kiss. She was becoming somewhat addicted to Colm’s kisses. He held his weight on his elbows as he kissed her senseless. The man really took his time with her lips, stroking them with his tongue, giving her playful nips. He didn’t rush them along to the next part, like most of the men in her past.
She’d never met a guy who considered kissing serious foreplay. Not like Colm did. She ran her hands through his hair, then stroked his beard. She hadn’t dated many men with facial hair, either, and she liked the extra sensation it provided.
She giggled softly when he slowly broke the kiss, his lips trailing over her cheek.
“Something funny?” he murmured, drifting to her ear, sucking on the lobe for a second before moving down to her neck.
“Your beard tickles,” she whispered.
“I’d shave it off, but I’ve been told I can’t pull off the beardless look as well as Paddy. Something to do with my mouth.”
She laughed breathlessly for a second before the sound turned to a gasp. Colm was currently putting that mouth to very good use, licking her nipple.
“God. So good.” She tried to hold his face to her breast, but Colm clearly had a different plan. He kept moving south, until he knelt between her outstretched thighs.
Her eyes had drifted closed, but they flew open when she heard a buzzing sound just a second before Colm held the Ora against her clit.
“Oh my God!” Her hips lifted of their own accord, trying to seek out more stimulation. Colm had quickly bypassed the slower speeds, going straight for the kill. She’d treated herself to the expensive toy last Christmas, deciding she wanted higher-tech, better orgasms. The cheap toys just weren’t cutting it anymore.
Colm was wielding the thing like a professional, driving her to the edge of a climax in less than a minute.
Just before she could catch it, though, he turned the toy off.
“No. Wait!” She tried to pull it back to herself, but Colm tossed it to the foot of the bed, out of her reach. “Dammit, Colm.”
He lowered his head, his breath hot on her sensitive, very wet pussy. He didn’t say a word as he ran his tongue along her slit.
“Fuck,” she breathed, her body trembling as he sucked her clit in his mouth roughly. Mercifully, Colm was smart enough to grip her hips before his attack, otherwise she might have hurt him with her wild gyrations.
He sucked harder, then wiggled his tongue against her clit.
“Who taught you that?” she cried.
Colm chuckled, the response only adding more vibration to her already overstimulated clit.
“Shit!” She came hard, her bones rattling with the impact. A meteor striking the planet wouldn’t have shaken her with this much intensity.
Colm was a fucking clit master.
She struggled to catch her breath, as Colm rose up until he was kneeling once again. As her wits returned, he gave her a wicked grin, repeating her hashtag gesture with his fingers. “Hashtag Colm one, Ora zero.”
She laughed, giving him the win. She could be generous. Considering she’d actually been the biggest winner.
“Get inside me, you lunatic.” Kelli tried to draw him to her, but Colm resisted.
“Hang on. Let me grab a condom.”
For a moment, Kelli was tempted to tell him to skip it, but she shoved that ridiculous thought away fast. She was jumbling up things that couldn’t be jumbled.
The sex with Colm was great, but that was all it was. Sex.
That was all it could be because her plan remained the same. Her desire for a baby hadn’t dimmed a single bit.
Colm retrieved the condom and slid it on.