Chapter 29
Chapter Twenty-Nine
RILEY
Throwing my arms around Kieran’s neck, I part my lips to deepen the kiss. When my tongue brushes against his, he groans against my mouth and quickly lifts me up by the backs of my thighs and carries me upstairs to his room.
“There’s so much I can teach you,” he murmurs.
“Oh?”
“Mhmm…” His teeth graze my neck, and I arch against him. “But first, I need to get these clothes off.”
Kieran takes his time taking off each item of clothing, making sure to give every inch of my skin attention until I’m covered with goosebumps and I’m suitably wet between my legs.
Only then does he lay me down on the bed and strip out of his own clothes before coming to lie beside me, trailing his calloused hands over my breasts and waist as he kisses me.
I cling to him, to how warm and hard his body is against mine.
He makes me feel safe and protected, which is not something I ever thought possible. But it’s clear Kieran Sullivan is a man of many surprises.
As we kiss, his cock presses against my stomach and a few beads of precum drip onto my skin as I rub against him.
I’m yet to explore his body with my hands or my mouth, and I’m eager to learn all the ways he likes to be touched. But when I reach between us and wrap my hand around his length, Kieran takes hold of my wrist and pulls my hand away.
“No.”
“But—”
“This isn’t about me, Riley. I want the focus to be on you and your pleasure.”
Who am I to argue with that?
I return my hands to his chest, running them over the hard muscles as Kieran reaches between my thighs and starts teasing my entrance with his finger. When I spread my thighs wider, he sinks one finger inside my pussy, and I moan as my inner walls clench around him.
“Fuck, princess. I love how wet you get for me.”
“More.” I grind my hips against his hand.
Kieran does as I ask and sinks another finger inside me as his mouth moves to my breasts, sucking on my nipples as his thumb starts to rub against my clit in slow circles.
“Look at you.” His eyes trail over my body as his fingers continue to pump inside me. “So fucking perfect.”
My cheeks warm, but not from embarrassment.
The way he’s looking at me with such intensity… No one has ever looked at me like that, like I’m their whole world.
I take his face in my hands and kiss him slowly, licking along his lower lip.
He groans as I grow slicker between my thighs with every pump of his fingers.
My climax builds slowly and just when I think he’s going to take me there, he pulls his fingers free, and I’m left aching and whimpering.
Kieran’s own breathing grows ragged as he brings me back to the edge, and his own hips buck so that his cock rubs against me.
I’m desperate to touch him, but I know he won’t let me until I come. So, I let my eyes flutter closed and lose myself to the feeling of his fingers moving inside me until my thighs start to tremble and I’m crying out with my release.
“Well done, baby.” He slides his fingers free, and I watch in a daze as he brings them to his mouth and licks them clean.
“I need you.” I go to reach for his cock again, but he moves out of reach before I can touch him.
“I’m not done,” he growls before crawling down my body and dipping his head between my thighs.
My clit is so swollen and sensitive that I shudder at the first brush of his tongue against it.
But Kieran’s touch is gentle, and I relax back against the pillows as he licks up every drop of my arousal while he strokes his hands over my thighs and stomach.
“I could stay here forever,” he sighs before licking along my pussy.
“I’m okay with that.” I arch off the bed as his tongue reaches my clit.
Kieran chuckles, and I squirm beneath him.
Even just his breath against my sensitive flesh is enough to get my climax building once more.
Is this normal? Or is Kieran Sullivan really just that good?
I’m not about to ask him because his ego is already big enough, considering the fact I’m seconds away from unraveling once again.
Lacing my fingers through his silky hair, I hold his mouth against my pussy and slowly start grinding my hips as he presses the flat pad of his tongue against my clit.
“Oh, yes. Just like that,” I moan.
Kieran grunts as he grips my hips, holding me steady so he can control the pace, and I’m too drunk with pleasure to fight him.
He licks me in long, slow strokes that leave me gasping for air. But what I enjoy even more than his tongue on my pussy is the sounds he’s making as he does it. Knowing that he’s enjoying this just as much as I am only adds to my pleasure.
I glance down, and when Kieran catches me watching him, his eyes darken.
“Do you enjoy watching me eat your pussy, baby?”
“You have no idea.”
He runs his tongue along my center. “Mmm… I love watching you watch me. It makes me so hard.”
I sink my teeth into my lower lip to try and muffle my cries as Kieran brings me closer to the edge. I thought I would feel self-conscious having Kieran’s face between my thighs, but it doesn’t. It actually makes me feel empowered, and I can’t bear to take my eyes off him.
My thighs start to tremble.
“That’s it, Riley. Let me taste you.”
“Oh, god,” I cry out as I arch off the bed with the force of my orgasm.
Kieran works me through my climax, groaning as I tug on the roots of his hair to try and ground myself as I come.
As I start coming down from the peak of pleasure, he flicks his tongue over my clit, which sends another wave of pleasure through my body.
I cry out his name.
When I’m finally spent, Kieran kisses each of my thighs before climbing up my body until he’s hovering over me.
“I-I can’t,” I gasp as he kisses along my breasts.
“You can’t, what?” His lips twitch.
“Come again. It’s…it’s too much.”
“I’m sure you’ve got another one in you.” He takes my nipple in his mouth and flicks his tongue over the hard bud.
I shudder at his touch, and Kieran chuckles.
“But if you want to stop, that’s okay.”
“No, I… I want you,” I whimper. “But everything is so…sensitive.”
“I’ll go slow, I promise.”
My mouth goes dry as he settles himself between my thighs, and the head of his cock presses against me.
“Fuck! God, Riley. You have no idea how good you feel, and I’m not even inside you yet.”
I wrap my thighs around his waist and dig my heels into the hard muscles of his ass, silently asking for more.
He wraps his hand around the back of my neck and rests his forehead against mine as he slowly starts to thrust his hips.
His movements are slow and unhurried so I can savor every inch of him as he enters me.
Our eyes stay locked on one another, as we come together as one.
It’s more intimate than anything we’ve shared, and I feel so overwhelmed that a stray tear runs down my cheek as I cling to Kieran.
“Princess…” He leans in to kiss the tear away. “Am I hurting you?”
I shake my head, my throat too thick to speak. Instead, I wrap my arms around him and hold him closer as I move my hips.
We stay like that, wrapped in each other's arms as Kieran starts to move inside me once more.
Our skin is slick with sweat, and our breathing turns ragged, but we keep the pace slow, savoring every moment.
Nothing has ever felt so right, and I never want it to end.
Eventually, he pulls away to adjust his weight onto his forearm while his other hand remains wrapped around the back of my neck to hold me steady as his pace starts to quicken.
“I’m getting close,” Kieran pants, his ab muscles flexing as he tries to hold back.
“Don’t stop.” I angle my hips so that he rubs against my clit with each thrust.
He squeezes my neck just enough to make me gasp. “Look at me, Riley. I want to watch you come.”
I force myself to keep my eyes open and locked on Kieran, and I watch his own widen when my pussy clenches around his cock.
“Fuck, yes.” His hips jerk, and I cling to him as he empties himself inside me, moaning when his seed leaks down my thighs.
When he finally stills, I’m so limp I can’t even bring myself to speak.
I lay tangled in the sheets as Kieran slides himself free and pads into the bathroom to retrieve a towel to clean me up before climbing back onto the bed, curling himself around me.
His chest is warm against my back, and he has one hand splayed low on my stomach, the other tangled in my hair.
His chest moves up and down as he breathes, and I close my eyes, savoring the feel of being wrapped up in his arms. Even though we’re still figuring it all out, right now I feel safe, and I wouldn’t trade that feeling for the world.
Just as I’m about to drift off to sleep, Kieran’s lips graze the shell of my ear.
“That’s how I would have taken your virginity,” he murmurs, and my breath catches.
I smile faintly, too spent to do anything more than reach back and curl my fingers around the back of his neck.
“Honestly?” I gently run my fingers through his hair. “I wouldn’t change a thing. Not the night at the hotel. Not the fights. Not even the handcuffs.”
He chuckles softly, and his body shakes against me.
I turn my face just enough to glimpse him. “I mean it. The last few weeks have been a mess, but…I don’t regret a second of it.”
His hand tightens around me as he kisses the sensitive skin beneath my ear.
“But I will try to be more honest about how I’m feeling, even when I’m scared,” I whisper.
“If you promise to do that, I’ll promise to rein it in.” His voice is barely above a whisper. “The overprotectiveness. I know I go too far, but it’s just…when it comes to you, I can’t seem to think straight.”
“I guess it will be a bit of a learning curve for both of us.”
“It sure will be, Princess.”
“I hate when you call me that,” I pout. “It makes me feel like a damsel in distress, which I’m not.”
Kieran’s lips twitch as he looks down at me, amusement dancing in his eyes.
“What should I call you instead?”
“Riley. Because that’s my name.”
Kieran laughs again.
I roll my eyes. “Why do you need a nickname?”
“Because everyone gets to call you Riley. I want to call you something that reminds us both that you’re mine.”
“So possessive.” Yet, my stomach still does a little flip.
I can’t deny I secretly enjoy how possessive Kieran can be. It makes me want to know how far he would go to keep me all to himself. “Is wife not enough?”
He wrinkles his nose. “Too generic. What about I call you my little dove?”
He kisses along my jaw.
“You want to nickname me after a bird?” My chin drops, and Kieran laughs.
“Doves are symbols of peace and purity.” He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “They’re also highly adaptable and strong, which are all qualities that you both share.”
My cheeks heat at the subtle compliment.
“But I’m not pure anymore. You’ve defiled me.”
Kieran throws his head back and laughs, and I take a moment to admire the strong column of his neck, reaching out to run my fingers along it.
“I have no regrets.” His eyes dance. “And I still stand by my suggestion.”
I roll my eyes. “Fine. I guess you can call me that… But what do I get to call you in return?”
“I’m sure you can come up with a few ideas.” Kieran rolls on top of me and kisses me deeply.