Page 17 of Tender Temptation

It could go either way. I’m self-aware enough to realize how crazy it is to think I found my soulmate at eighteen. On paper, he and I don’t make sense. Especially because he doesn’t know I’m six years younger than what I told him. Or that I was a virgin. I have mixed feelings about keeping secrets from him, but I need to see how things play out before I come clean.

I wonder if he’d have made the same choice, if he’d known.

For now, I’m exactly where I want to be.

Cillian’s cock twitches and I can’t help but smile at the thought of waking up like this every day. God, am Iinsane? Am I this infatuated with a man I met hours ago? I turn to face him. His eyes are still closed, his handsome face relaxed.

Wow. An overwhelming sense of rightness overtakes my thoughts. He’s been inside my body. I can’t imagine my life moving forward without him.

I lean in and kiss him gently. His eyelashes flutter before his hazel eyes slowly open. He brushes his thumb over my cheek and tucks a lock of hair behind my ear. “Morning, beautiful.”

God, his deep, sexy baritone. My stomach flutters. “Good morning.”

“Did you have sweet dreams?” He trails his hand to my waist and pulls me closer.

I snuggle in, caught up in the cozy intimacy of waking up in someone’s arms for the first time. “Yeah, and they all seemed to involve you.”

The corners of his eyes crinkle as he tightens his embrace and kisses my forehead. “Then, I hope I played my part well.”

Before he can stop me, I smash my lips against his. As our tongues tangle, Cillian’s hands trail down my sides and around my ass. He drags me closer until his erection is flush between our bellies. I moan at the thought of having sex with him again and wrap my fingers around his cock.

“Is this okay?” I sling my leg over his hip.

Groaning, Cillian kisses a path along my neck as I glide him through my folds. “Fuck, baby. You don’t needto ask.”

“Good.” I hold his tip to my opening and try to guide him in, but quickly realize this position isn’t going to work.

Without saying a word, Cillian rolls onto his back, taking me with him, and suddenly I’m straddling his hips. As my legs stretch across his body, I feel small muscle aches from yesterday’s dance class and our own sexy gymnastics, but I don’t care. He grips his cock and helps me position myself so his crown presses against my entrance.

“Now, ride me, sweet Ivy.” He holds me by my waist as I lower myself on his thick length.

Once he’s a few inches in, I brace myself on his stomach and watch as his cock stretches and fills me. “Oh…this isawesome,” I sigh the moment my pussy rests on his pubic bone.

The pleasure blooms immediately, especially because Cillian expertly cups my tits and squeezes them, then pulls and pinches my nipples. I feel myself creaming around him, allowing me to move up and down on his cock more easily. Then, I roll my hips. Undulate. Swivel. Grind. I experiment until my clit hits just right, then I rock back and forth, keeping the friction. My orgasm builds immediately as I start to ride him harder.

Cillian growls and grips my ass in his big hands. “Yes, baby…use my cock however you want. It’s yours!”

“Ohhhhhh.“ My movements are almost frantic. I can’t get enough of him.

My mouth lolls open as we stare into each other’s eyes. My tits bounce as I grind my pelvis into him. His cock hits a magic place inside and I’m going to explode. Cillian seems to sense I’m about to go over, and he pulls me down until my tits are smashed against his chest. Then he kisses me hard as his hands wrap around my back to press my pelvis against his.

Before I know it, he flips us over, presses my legs together and pistons his cock into me from behind. He’s embedded so far into my body at this angle, every inch of his cock seems to have been designed to fit me perfectly.

“You’re clamping around my cock like a vise. It feels so fucking awesome.” Cillian continues to fuck me with everything he’s got.

My orgasm hits like a bomb, and I collapse like a noodle, completely spent. Cillian rolls us over and clasps my hands in his, bringing them over my head. His hips piston for a few more thrusts until he fills me with his hot release. We remain locked in place, kissing and stroking each other for a while. Eventually, he finally softens and slips out, leaving me empty.

“Sex with you is amazing. I hope I’m not a disappointment. You’ve probably been with a lot of women.” I snuggle closer to him, enjoying the feel of our combined release dripping betweenmy thighs.

Cillian cups my cheek. “What’s happening between us is something special. I could spend every day of my life filling you up over and over.” He kisses my forehead. “But, will you do me a favor? Let’s not talk about other people when we make love.”

I’m mortified. “I’m sorry…”

“No.” Cillian presses a finger to my lips. “Don’t apologize. I understand we may be at different stages in our lives. I’ll say this once out of respect for you. I’ve been with a lot of women over the years. If you’d have asked my brothers a few years ago, they’d say I was a serial fuckboy. Those days are long gone, but I promise, I’ve never, not once, felt such a strong connection with anyone. It’s confusing. You entrance me, Ivy. I want to see where this goes. I don’t care about our pasts. Let’s focus on what we have in the here and now.”

His words are music to my ears. I run my fingers through his hair. “I want to. I asked because I never expected to feel like this and I wanted to be sure we were thinking the same things this morning.”

“We are.” Cillian tweaks my nipple and his dick lurches against my thigh. “Now look what you’ve done. You’ve got to be sore. I should give you a break. Can I make you breakfast?”

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