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Ireland’s face turned red.
“What did I say?”
“Well, you see,” she said, “I might have brought something.”
He breathed in and rubbed his length against her center. “Did you?”
“Maybe.”
“Is that a yes or a no?”
“That’s a yes. Cali thought I might need it.”
His hips stopped flexing. “No offense to Cali, but I only care about what you want.”
“I want you. Madly. Like, now.”
He glanced around and reached for her purse. “In here?”
She nodded and pulled the condom from the side pocket.
Bran didn’t look at the brand or the jumbo size—which, as it turned out, was accurate—he simply tore off the wrapping and slid the condom down his length, positioning himself at her entrance.
He pressed forward, not moving quickly, kissing her cheeks and nose and finally her mouth. And then he was inching inside her, his arms tensed near her head.
“Fuck, you feel good.” Bran stopped and dropped his forehead near her shoulder. He breathed in a couple of times, nipped at her shoulder, then pumped his hips slowly, setting a pace that hit several new locations his tongue had missed.
Ireland ran her hands down his back and over his firm ass, pushing him deeper, trying to catch her breath.
They were naked, fitting together more perfectly than she’d ever imagined, with nothing but the moonlight and trees looking down on them.
Bran’s mouth found her neck, his fingers delicately pinching her nipple, and then she was crying out again and coming harder than the last orgasm.
When she was finished making a scene in front of the forest animals, Bran kissed her with so much passion that she couldn’t catch her breath. And then he was coming, thrusting into her, so close and tight that she felt connected in more than the physical sense.
Chapter 19
Bran rolled to the side and pulled Ireland on top of him, dragging one of the blankets to cover her perfect, round ass. He wanted to love and care for that ass, and then love it some more.
Maybe hehadbeen a monk these past few years, because nothing compared to what he just shared with Ireland. He snuggled her closer, her soft breaths tickling the light hair on his chest. He wanted a repeat. As soon as his cock rose from its stupor.
Which didn’t seem to take long.
She lifted her head and looked down at him with a crooked smile. “Is someone waking up again?”
“How many of those condoms did you say you brought?”
She laughed. “Just the one.”
“We’ll have to do something about that.”
She crossed her arms over his chest and rested her chin on top. She also slowly rubbed her hips against his growing erection—just to drive him mad, he decided. “I thought you said you didn’t have any.”
“I don’t have anyhere. But remember, I own the house on this property.”
Her pretty eyes narrowed. “Did you say you didn’t have any as a way of getting out of…”
He lifted her under her arms and pulled her higher, stealing a kiss, which had the added benefit of dragging her beautiful breasts against his body. “I didn’t want you to feel pressured, so I didn’t bring one on the date. However, if you’d insisted, I was going to hightail it back to my place. Instead, we made use of the one that was closest. Which was a good thing. It would have taken an entire seven to eight minutes to run back and forth from the house.”
