Life simply didn’t get any better than this.
Colm shifted lower, running his lips along the side of her neck down to her breasts. He took a nipple into his mouth, sucking, increasing the pressure until she gasped, her closed eyes flying open and meeting his.
“Making sure you’re still awake,” he teased.
“I’m not going to miss one second of this.”
Colm smiled. He loved sparring with Kelli, but more than that, he loved the times like now, when she spoke sincerely, from the heart.
“I love you,” he said, feeling the need to repeat those words to her a million times. Not because she needed to hear them but because he needed to say them.
Kelli ran her fingers over his cheek, stroking his beard. “Back atcha.”
He played with her breasts, alternating between sucking, licking, and nipping until she was squirming beneath him.
“Colm,” she breathed. “Please.”
“Not yet,” he murmured, moving even lower. He pressed on the insides of her knees, opening her more fully for him as he knelt between her outstretched legs. Her back arched when he placed his first open-mouthed kiss on her clit.
“Shit,” she said. “So good!”
He flattened his tongue against the tiny nub, pushing more firmly, loving the way Kelli slowly came apart.
“Oh God. Too good,” she gasped, her fists closed in his hair, pushing him away before pulling him closer again.
Colm increased the tempo of his tongue against her clit as he thrust inside her with two fingers, pumping faster with each return until Kelli stiffened for that one brief second, her mouth open in a silent scream, before her body trembled with her orgasm.
She cried out his name then, and he was sure he’d never heard a better sound in his life. There was nothing “peaceful” about the way Kelli yelled it, and he grinned to himself.
Dove, my ass, he thought with a grin as he felt the aftershocks of her climax, her inner muscles clenching against his fingers as he withdrew them.
Kelli was still struggling to catch her breath when he crawled back over her body to kiss her once more. Her face was flushed. She was hands down the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.
It took everything he had not to thrust into her, to take her with all the passion and need she inspired, but tonight, this moment…
God, it was too important. Too special.
After several minutes of kissing, of sharing the same sweet air, Colm forced his lips away from hers. His erection lay thick and hard against her stomach. He looked at her, waiting until Kelli’s eyes slowly drifted open, and then even longer, until she was able to focus, her wits returning.
Colm brushed her cheek with his thumb, the other hand moving lower, gripping his cock until he’d placed the head of it at her body.
He didn’t move, waiting.
Kelli was still. Too still.
Both of them were cognizant of the fact he wasn’t wearing a condom, that what happened next would change both of their lives forever.
“Breathe,” he whispered.
She gave him an adorable little grin, accompanied by one of those amused eyerolls she seemed to reserve just for him. “Need instructions?” she teased when he made no move to push inside.
He chuckled. “Are you ready to—”
“I swear to sweet Jesus,” she interjected, “if you say ‘transfer the funds’ or some other ridiculous shit like that, I will cut your penis off right now.”
Colm was holding himself above her on his elbows, his laughter shaking both of them as they lay chest to breasts on the bed. “I was going to say, are you ready to make our baby? I want a little girl, Kell. A carrot-top like you.” Her eyes narrowed, hating when he referred to her hair as carrot-colored. “With my good looks, of course.”
She gave him a sweet smile he instantly distrusted. “And I want a little boy who looks just like…Paddy.”