Chapter Seven
Though Celyn was perched on the bar, she was having a hard time not melting into the icy cold surface. Enrico’s tongue was magic as he thoroughly explored between her legs. As her arousal shot even higher, she had a hard time keeping still.
She needed more.
“Please, Enrico. Please fuck me now,” she said, her voice soft and breathless.
She shifted on top of the bar, trying to slide closer to him while at the same time fighting to not fall off the bar.
She lost the ability to think when he stroked his tongue from her open pussy up between her lower lips and over her clit before pulling away.
She squealed when he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her lower body across the bar and then lifted her into his arms. Moving by instinct alone, she wrapped her arms and legs around his body, sighing at the feel of his warmth and muscles.
His head of his cock rubbed against her open pussy, but wasn’t sliding inside.
She kissed his cheeks and the side of his neck as he carried her away from the bar.
When he laid her down, the cold tabletop distracted her for a mere second.
He adjusted her on the table before fitting his long, thick length to her pussy and sliding home all in one swift stroke.
She moaned and tightened her legs around him as her body adjusted to the fullness.
He watched her until she met his gaze and breathed, “More.”
He smiled as he slid his cock out until only the head remained inside her.
She tried to lift into his strokes as he filled her again, then began a fast, powerful pace.
Instead of allowing her to move, he pulled her legs, bending them so they rested against her body and her knees brushed the sides of her breasts.
She could not move. All she could do was hold onto the edge of the table to maintain her position as he began to fuck her in earnest.
Her orgasm gathered as her pussy tightened rhythmically over his driving length. He looked intent and almost in pain as he continued to slide in and out of her, driving them both to the edge of nirvana.
Then he stroked a finger over her clit as his jaw tightened and his hips began to move even faster, the thrusts growing more intense.
That single touch sent her flying. She screamed as fire raced from where his finger pressed against her knotted flesh out to the rest of her body, setting every nerve ending ablaze.
His cries of completion echoed her own as he grabbed her hips and drove even deeper into her. She felt the heat as his seed filled her. Only then did she realize they had not used a condom.
But she didn’t care. For the first time in her life, the thought of possibly being pregnant did not send her in a panic as it should have.
For the first time in longer than she could remember, she felt relaxed and unable to worry about anything. All she wanted to do was take Enrico home and cuddle with him until the holiday season ended like she was doing now as he lay bent over her on the table, his cock still thick inside her.
Too bad that couldn’t happen. Hope and Joy would expect her to be alone and asleep in her bed when they woke up two minutes after dawn cracked. There were also chores to do and meals to cook while watching over the girls and keeping Lilly calm and happy and resting in bed until the baby was born.
When she could breathe again without gasping for breath, Celyn whispered, “I need to go home.”
“And I have to get back to work,” Enrico said as he nuzzled against her collarbone, sending tingles through her.
He eased from her slowly, both of them sighing as they separated into two beings.
Stepping away for a moment, he used his shorts to clean them both up.
Lifting her from the table, he helped her stand on wobbly legs.
She tried to pull on her clothes, but her brain and body still weren’t speaking the same language.
She’d managed to pull on her panties by the time he was completely redressed and turned to help her. She was still a little discombobulated by the time he had her fully dressed and was kneeling before her tying her sneakers.
Slipping her purse over her shoulder, he wrapped an arm around her and guided her toward the back door.
At the back door, she reactivated the video cameras and then the alarm before they left. She pointed at her car, one of only three left in the big parking lot and together they ambled toward it.
Once at the driver’s door, Celyn turned to the man who had tilted her world off its axis while making her feel better than anyone ever had in her life. From his serious expression, she could tell he was leaving her life.
For a split second, she wished she could go with him but that wasn’t possible until Cedar returned.