Page 162 of Wait For It

“Baby, where’s your hair?”

Ari smirked. “I think it all went to your face.”

“Yeah?” I tugged the panties down and tossed them aside, before playfully nipping the inside of her thigh with my teeth. “Let me see if I can put it back.”

I curved two fingers inside her body while using the flat of my tongue to lap at her clit. She gasped and arched her back, forcing my fingers deeper. I took my time sucking and stretching her body, getting high off of every whimper, every groan.

“Killian—wait!” She babbled to the ceiling. “Please.”

“What is it, slugger?” I asked, using the pad of my thumb while my fingers stroked her inner walls. “Like this?”

Ari’s hips pushed forward in confirmation, using me to get where she needed. With a shattered cry, her body clenched around my fingers before she went completely limp.

“Babe,” she panted, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “You can never shave that beard.”

I grinned and stripped from the waist down, stopping to help Ari remove her jersey when she didn’t move. With a giggle, she raised up just enough to unclasp her bra, exposing nipples that were already hardened into points.

“Do you want me inside you, baby?” I asked, fisting my cock with fingers drenched in her release.

“Please,” she begged, looking up at me with drowsy eyes. “Make love to me.”

“I hope you’re comfortable because I’ve got eight months to make up for.” I felt around in the nightstand and then muttered a curse.

“What?”

Frustration crept into my voice. “I don’t have a condom.”

Ari shrugged, displaying a hint of a grin. “And?”

“And… I want to make love to you.” I pinched the bridge of my nose, cursing myself for not having a sixth sense about her coming home early.

Now, no one would be coming at all.

She sat up and placed a hand on my bicep. “So, make love to me without one.”

“I’ve, uh—” I swallowed, feeling the undeniable need to put her mind at ease. “I just want you to know I’ve never been with anyone without one.”

“Can I be your first?” she asked, pulling her lower lip between her teeth.

I nodded dumbly and positioned myself at her entrance, unable to resist taking a bite from her breasts, thrust up at me in offering.

“Please,” she whispered, legs spread and red hair completely untamed. Wild. Mine.

Ari gasped when I entered her, and I lowered my head to capture her mouth. If I thought she felt good before, nothing came close to the feel of sinking into her body bare.

I angled her hips upward and thrust, completely filling her in one stroke. Her tight muscles clamped down, and I shuddered as the first waves of her orgasm broke.

She dug her fingernails into my shoulders with a cry, meeting me stroke for stroke as she rode it out. I wanted it to last, but the sensations of her spasming left me greedy and beyond any form of reasonable restraint.

I drove into her body twice more before pushing deep and flooding her body with my seed. When my arms gave out, I collapsed against her chest, fighting to catch my breath.

Ari stroked my hair, and I drifted off in her arms, our bodies still connected. She was my safe place, and I was hers.

We laid together like that for a long time, before she sleepily asked, “What do you think Bailey and Morgan are doing right now?”

After pressing a kiss to her throat, I rolled onto my side, bringing us face to face. “Well, he offered to drive her to Georgia’s. But, if he’s got a brain cell in his head, they’re back at his place, doing this.”

She laughed and snuggled against me. Our legs were tangled together, my hand draped across her hip. It was a nightly routine I’d missed fiercely when we apart. We fell into a comfortable silence again, not quite awake but not yet asleep.

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