“You’re shaking,” he observes.
“I… I’m a little nervous now,” I admit.
Ordinarily, I would never have copped to that. But he’s got my walls down. He’s got me laid bare, literally, before him.
His fingers reach my pussy and gently, he pushes my legs a part. He starts running two fingers up and down my slit, sending unreal vibrations right through my core.
“What’s there to be nervous about?” he asks.
“I… I’ve never…”
The words get caught up in my nervous. I notice him glancing up at me and I feel the panic swell just a little.
“I’ve never had a man go down on me before,” I confess.
His eyes widen. He actually looks a little pissed off.
“Seriously?” he asks. “Never?”
“Never.”
He lets out a derisive snort. “I don’t know what man in his right mind could be with you and not need to find out what you taste like.”
I gasp as my moisture pools between my legs.
That’s never really happened before, either.
He gives me a smile, and just like that, I find myself relaxing. Easing into it. He seems to notice the same thing, because he leans in and the next thing I know, I can feel the sweet wetness of his tongue against my lips.
I let out a mewling sound, a rapturous cross between a scream and a moan.
Cillian doesn’t relent, though.
He’s only getting started.
He pushes me back a little so that I’m pressed up against the rustic brick wall that comes up to my chest.
The brick is rough against my skin, but I’m barely feeling it now. It can leave claw marks up and down my body for all I care.
His fingers stretch me out and then his tongue takes over, exploring my insides and forcing my walls apart.
I grab his downy blond curls and try to hold on, but the sensations are overwhelming. They’re robbing me of the ability to pay close attention to what he’s doing to me.
Is this what living in the moment is? Is this flying?
Because it feels deliciously freeing and terrifying in the same breath.
When his tongue circles around my clit, I cry out, my fingers twisting into his roots.
“Cillian…!” I gasp, but he doesn’t stop for that, either.
He sucks on my clit, sending new vibrations through my body until I can’t hold myself up any longer.
I keel over, but Cillian grabs me and falls back until he’s lying on the ground, and I’m sitting on his face.
I’ve never felt so completely out of control before. I’m scared I’m going to suffocate him, but he’s the one holding me down, making sure I can’t get away as he licks frantically, hungrily.
And then I lose all sense of where I am.