Calista jerked, licked her lips, and her breasts rose and fell with her heavy breathing. She clenched her fingers against his hips. “Kiss me.”
Ronan stretched up and kissed her, and zings spread from her lips downwards. At the same time, his fingers traced her skin under her panties and gently delved between her slick folds, creating even more powerful quivers. “You’re so lovely.” His words were a hushed, reverent whisper.
Calista arched her back, her yearning intensifying. She touched him everywhere she could reach, wanting him to feel the same delicious sensations. “You too, you’re remarkable.”
Ronan took his hand away and Calista panted out a breath. He had her on the edge.
Ronan’s own breathing was just as ragged. He slid her panties and pants down her legs and off. Cool air touched her skin, then his warm body as he nestled back into position. She rubbed her smooth legs against his rougher ones, restless, and her passion heightened.
He gave a pleased murmur.
Calista squeezed his hard muscles and relished every caress he gave in kind.
The ache at her core was driving her mad, and she thought this part would feel foreign, but it didn’t. Being close to him was natural and mind-blowingly exciting. She wanted to know more, feel more, and take this even further. Calista reached lower and cupped him lightly, searching his gaze to see if the move was okay.
Ronan squeezed her hand, encouraging her to go harder. She did, and he moaned. He moved his fingers to her core. The mutual touching was sexy and not unlike a synchronized puzzle. He stroked, sending wild flutters through her. She touched him with the same motion, and he made guttural appreciative sounds, then they repeated the same moves and changed them, amping and spiraling the sparkles inside her.
He kissed her throughout, nipping her bottom lip and licking it. Her center was tingling, aching and wet, her nipples pinpoint hard, her mind gone, and she wriggled against his erection with intensified need. “Please.”
Ronan understood her gasped plea because he grabbed a foil packet, tore the end with his teeth, and fitted the protection to his body. He lifted her again, positioning her so he was at her core. He slowly pressed forward, sliding smoothly into her, filling her. “You feel like heaven, tight, silky.” He gasped out the compliments. He moved in and out of her slowly, in a smooth, satisfying pace.
“You too.” Calista searched for the words so he’d understand her delight and amazement. There were none. His power, command, and movements thrust her into an unexplored universe of sensation and then further. Oh, yes, there. There was one word. “Perfect, you’re perfect.”
Pleasure washed through her, cresting in starlit waves that dissolved her from her body and made the world disappear, and then the blackness stopped and she returned to earth.
Ronan murmured praise against her ear. “Beautiful. Delicate. Incredible.”
Calista found more words. “Like you filled a void, then the waves of pleasure destroyed every atom until I wasn’t here anymore.” The same sensation was filling her again. “Oh, like that.”
Ronan smiled down at her. “I really love when you share your thoughts.” He kissed her, his thrusts grew more rapid, and he pumped faster in and out of her.
More delightful sensations were building in her anew. Within seconds, she was crying out again, holding him tightly, pulling him closer.
Ronan groaned, and with one final thrust, he came inside her, a primal sound she echoed as she reached her second climax. Warm and complete, and marveling at the echoes of sensation, she wanted to be nowhere else.
Ronan carefully untangled himself from her arms and left her body. He pulled himself up to lean against the headboard. His expression was sated, happy, and a touch shocked.
She totally understood. Tonight was unbelievable. Lingering erotic ecstasy clung to her body. He’d given her what she’d asked for, orgasms which were more delicious than she could have dreamed. “Wow, thank you.”
He kissed her forehead and slid down to embrace her. “That’s what I was going to say.”
* * *
Ronan was relaxed, satisfied, and kicking himself for waiting as long as he had. Being with Calista was wonderful. Giving in wasn’t a demonstration of his lack of discipline, but a homage to how strong he’d been in resisting. He knew that now.
Calista looked at him with bright eyes and curled against his chest. He loved the feel of her soft curves. She shifted back and forth, re-energizing his body.
He groaned. “You’re so damn soft.” He moved his hand between them, and cupped a breast, giving it a gentle squeeze and thumbing her nipple.
Calista blinked. “People think I can’t compromise. I can.”
He had no idea where that came from, but was happy to follow the trail. “Can you?”
“I’m self-absorbed, I know that.” She flushed. “Spoiled. My family, my school, my friends. People indulge me.”
“I like how you are.” Ronan tipped her chin up and kissed her. He meant every word. Even more were filling his chest, but he shoved them down. This was temporary, to get sidetracked by believing anything else would hurt them both. “You deserve to be indulged.”
Calista cupped his jaw. “You’re in a small precious-to-me club.” Her eyes looked wonderingly.