Page 170 of Distant Shores
But then Ireland smiled at me, her indigo blue eyes deep andsure,and everything made sense again. I smiled back slowly before glancing down between us.
Damn.
Biting my tongue between my teeth, I marveled at how she stretched around me. She tugged on the ends of my hair, and I didn’t bother holding back my shiver before I lifted her up my dick and slid her right back down.
“Ahh,” I groaned, electricity shooting all the way down my spine to my toes. “Too good,” I gritted out. She swiveled her hips, and Idied,burying my face between her tits.
Her answering giggle resonated through me, and I tasted her skin, licking a path to her heart. She gasped and writhed on me, circling her hips in such a filthy, beautiful way that I could have cried.
Hell, I might have already been crying.
She rose on her knees and pushed back down again, and I eased back to rest my head on the shower wall, desperate tosee.The ballerina tattoo on her upper arm danced as she braced her hands on my shoulders. Helping her move, I lifted her on and off my dick with my hands at her waist, over and over, the tight fit putting me out of my mind.
I sucked and played with her tits, and her cries grew more ragged the rougher I was. Encouraged, I sucked hard enough to leave marks.
Her thighs started to tremble as she fluttered around my dick, and I scraped my teeth across her nipple and pushed the heel of my hand onto her clit.
When her pulsing increased, I released her waist and grasped her face, directing her gaze to mine.
She was right. I kept my glasses on for a reason, and this was it.
Her pupils dilated, overtaking the blue, as she contracted around my dick and came. A flush rose from her chest to her cheeks, and she stopped breathing for three entire seconds before exhaling shakily.
It tookeverythingnot to come with her.
She threw her arms around me and kissed me as she rode out the aftershocks, moving her hips in achingly slow circles.
“So good, Indigo,” I breathed against her lips. “So good.”
She jerked and kissed me harder, and I grunted when her legs finally gave up and she gave me all her weight.
Eventually, we had to catch our breath, and when Ireland’s lips stilled against mine, she frowned, then flexed her pelvic muscles in an exploratory squeeze.
I sucked in a surprised breath as my entire body jerked.
“More now?” Ireland asked, her eyes sparkling.
I nodded like an idiot, sucking in another sharp breath when she lifted off me and stood up.
“This bench is about the height of that knee scooter,” she mused quietly, but I was gratified to see her chest was still heaving.
I braced my hands on either side of myself and pushed off the bench, but I nearly fell over when Ireland grabbed the nearest safety handle and folded herself in half, presenting her perfect ass to me.
Jesus.
My dick—angry despite being covered in Ireland’s release—had literally just been inside her, but the thought of that happening again still blew my mind.
“Yeah?” I asked, running my hand down her spine. Goose bumps broke out over the expanse of her back, and I smoothed both my palms over either side of her spine, enjoying the feel of them.
“Don’t make me beg, Adair,” she said over her shoulder, mischief in her eyes as she repeated what I’d once told her. “Because I will.”
Smiling, I braced my leg on the bench, then drew Ireland back by the hips and lined up.
I gave myself exactly one Mississippi of time to sear this image into my brain, and then I pushed inside her as slowly as I could manage.
Her answering sounds were a mix of frustration and pleasure, and I cherished them, drawing back out of her just as slowly.
Based on the tingling that’d already started up in my spine, this was not going to last long. On the next flex of my hips, I pushed in faster,harder,and then even more so on the next one, intensifying the power of my movements until the sounds of our bodies joining echoed in the bathroom.
