Page 65 of Back in the Saddle

I lifted a shoulder in a half shrug. “It knows what’s coming.”

His grin widened. “You.”

Without a doubt.

I stroked myself against his length, my wetness making it slick. Then I took him inside me. Every centimetre sent another tremble through me and every tremble was amplified by his moans.

I slid up and down his length. His gaze roved over every inch of my body. Mine stayed glued to his face. His cheeks had a tinge of pink, which mirrored the heat travelling across my skin. His mouth opened with a rush of air, followed by a long, drawn-out moan.

Fuck, that was hot.

I moved faster. I tilted. The friction on my clit increased. Ciaron thrust inside me. Tension built. He stiffened underneath me.

“Fuck,” he cried out.

He pulled me down hard. Tremors spread through me. Through him. He reached between us. As he jerked inside me, his fingers found my clit. The tremors turned into an earthquake.

I cried out and pulsated around him. All other movement stopped except me clenching as his dick twitched inside me.

“I love watching you come,” Ciaron said.

I stayed on top of him as his dick softened. I was aware of the wetness between us, but I was too spent to move. Ciaron held me firm and kissed me. Sex was as good as it had been twenty-two years ago. We were no longer in a dry spell. He helped me get dressed before we fell asleep with his arm around me.

I loved this man with my whole being. Nothing would separate us again. Definitely not Mary.

25

Ciaron

When I walked out into the kitchen for breakfast, Callum and Isabelle were sitting next to each other at the dining room table, chatting. They acknowledged my presence with sly grins before resuming their talk.

I wasn’t sure what the grins were all about. I shook my head and started making pancakes. When Taylor entered and got the same grin, I got to thinking. Taylor helped me get the ingredients out. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to me before whispering. “What are they smiling about? Did you say anything to Isabelle about us getting back together?”

“No. I thought we were waiting. Although you did kiss me at dinner the other night.”

I nodded, and she went to the fridge. When she came back, I said, “And then you kissed me back. But that was days ago. Maybe they heard us last night.”

“When you showed me a good time?”

I chuckled. “Yeah.”

She thought for a moment. “We weren’t exactly quiet.”

I nodded. “Should we talk to them?”

“Probably.”

We finished making the pancakes and sat at the table with them. We were all quiet while we ate. I glanced at Taylor. Did she want to start?

Callum put down his knife and fork and considered us both. “Are you getting back together?”

I needed to play this cool and not over inflate it. “We’re trying to work things out.”

Isabelle mumbled something to Callum, and he laughed so hard he snorted.

“Is there something you’d like to share with us?” Taylor said.

Callum nudged Isabelle.

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