The emotion swept over Meg, making her eyes water. She’d never felt
so desired as she did when the connection was open and his heart was
pouring into hers.
He was pumping into her, and he was close, so close, to giving her
what she desired. Meg’s finger picked up the pace. She plunged two
and then three fingers inside her cunt and knew they didn’t match
what Cian could give her. She spread her legs as far as she could and
curled her fingers up while she pushed the pad of her thumb
forcefully at her clit and then…
Relief, blessed, sweet pleasure as Cian came. His cum spurted up
onto his belly, but he didn’t care. She knew in his mind it was her
pussy he was flooding. He pumped and pumped, the feeling all the
more exquisite because it was shared. Just as she thought she couldn’t
take another moment of his orgasm, her own hit. It bloomed from her
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center, spreading out like a rushing wave across her body. Meg felt
Cian’s surprise as he came again.
It was like the best phone sex ever, and she giggled as she laid
back and tried to catch her breath. A happy languor radiated across
her body. That had been so much more than playful sex. Cian’s
emotions had invaded her as surely as his fantasies had. He’d been
open and honest, and Meg knew there would be no recriminations
from this half of the man. She couldn’t stop the smile that spread
across her face. The happiness she felt was coming from Cian, too. He
was happy. He was well-satisfied, and it wasn’t all physical for him.
He was coming. And not in a sexual sense. She could sense him
physically approaching.
He threw the door open and tossed himself on the bed next to her.
He hadn’t put on his clothes. She should be hurrying to get away. She