10. Orgasms and the Perfect Latte #4
Kieran pinches my clit and I detonate, every muscle in my body contracting in ecstasy, my core gushing cum, jolts of electric bliss attacking every nerve ending.
I bite so hard on my fist to stop from screaming, I'm going to break skin, but then his mouth is there, his tongue spearing between my lips muffling the scream I cannot stifle.
Kieran keeps touching me, pushing me beyond the pleasure already saturating my body and unbelievably, drawing me to the brink of another orgasm before his hand rotates and two fingers spear into my slick channel, while the heel of his hand presses against my overused clitoris.
And I'm soaring off the cliff of ecstasy again.
My t-shirt is back down my torso and I'm sitting on Kieran's lap, his hand against my belly, my arms and legs like noodles before I come back to myself and register where I am. What we just did. What I just did.
With my daughters and mother right down the hall!
"I can't believe I let you do that," I whisper.
So, now you're worried about someone hearing you?
My conscience needs to have it out with my inner hussy. She's the one that got us into this mess.
"I was right," is all he says.
I'm too blissed out to even roll my eyes. "About what?"
"Gorgeous tits."
A laugh as unexpected as my two, count them, two climaxes bubbles up out of me. "I'm glad you think so."
"Tasty too." He sucks the fingers he'd had inside me into his mouth.
He's not talking just about my boobs now and covering my face with my hands, I groan. "I really can't believe I let you do that. The girls could have woken up. Mom could have come in here for her morning cuppa."
And I would have been oblivious to it all, body going places I've never been with a man.
"I would have heard and stopped before they reached the kitchen door."
"I'd say you're arrogant, but we've established you have the hearing of a bat," I mumble before dropping my hands and meeting his eyes. "You're sure no one heard us?"
"Someone's in the bathroom." He cocks his head, like he's thinking. "Neeve, maybe."
"Oh, no. What if she'd come in here for breakfast before straightening her hair?" She does that sometimes.
"She didn't."
But she could have. "For all I know Sadie's standing outside the kitchen door wondering what all the moaning was about."
"Sadie and Joy are still in their bedroom. Maureen hasn't opened her door."
"Mom sleeps with earplugs." Thank the lord and all the saints.
"Good to know."
"Why?"
"In case there's an emergency."
An emergency? "Like a fire?"
He gives a noncommittal grunt, his mob brain probably able to come up with all sorts of scenarios I would never even contemplate. I don't ask what they are. I don't really want to know.
What I do know? Kieran Lleshi is thinking about keeping my mom safe despite the hard ridge pressing against my side.
A very large hard ridge.
"I wish we had time for you to take a turn at show and tell," I tell him with more honesty than sense probably.
The sound that comes out of him is pure sexual hunger and I smile, knowing that's because of me. Because he got turned on touching me.
He thinks my tatas are pretty. No, gorgeous.
Warmth that has nothing to do with the two orgasms and everything to do with being appreciated for the woman I am, not the woman I could be, unfurls inside me.
"The girls probably shouldn't catch me on your lap, first thing in the morning." But I don't move, do I? Except to lay my hand over his against my belly.
This kind of affection is as new to me as the two stupendous orgasms.
Kieran offers me my latte. "Why not?"
"Because…" My voice trails off as no reason that's pertinent in this situation comes to me.
This isn't me having a boyfriend over and unsure if he's going to stay in our lives. This isn't springing a new man in my life on them. That happened yesterday.
This is the man I intend to marry, for good or ill. The girls seeing overt affection between us will validate our claim that we've been in a secret relationship for a while.
Mom too.
She knows I'd never get this comfortable in front of them with a man I wasn't already committed to. I'd never sit in the lap of a practical stranger.
Even if, apparently, I would do that exact thing. Because that's what I'm doing.
Deciding there's no reason not to be caught on his lap and a good one to be caught here, I accept my latte and let myself enjoy the moment.
"áine," Kieran prompts.
"What?"
"Because…" he says leadingly.
"There isn't a good reason." Looking longingly at the remaining pastries, I sip my latte.
It's a little too close to room temperature for my liking now, but still good enough to finish.
Kieran nuzzles the side of my head. "You smell good."
"Like coffee?" I tease.
"Like sex."
I take a deep sniff. He's right! I can smell my own arousal and cum.
"Holy cow! I need a shower." I leap off of his lap.
It's one thing to be caught snuggling with my soon-to-be-husband and a whole other thing to be caught smelling like sex.
"Sounds like Neeve's done in there."
Seriously? "You're part vampire, right? That's how you can hear as well as a bat."
"No vampire, but I don't mind showing you my sucking skills again."
That was a lot of words. And a joke. His dark eyes twinkle even if his mouth is set in its usual stoic line.
"I think that's supposed to be my line." My teasing is getting less awkward and moving toward sexy.
At least I hope it is.
His jaw clenches and the air around us fills with the tension of desire. "Anytime."
My pussy pulses. I love that word. Even though I've never, not once, said it out loud. Maybe I will with him and maybe he'll like it.
If I'd talked dirty with Troy, he would have had a heart-attack. He liked me innocent and trusting, letting him take the lead.
Well, I warned Kieran yesterday, the docile version of me as a wife is long gone. Not that I mind how he took the lead just now.
Not one bit.
Taking a reluctant step back, I say, "I'll tell mom and the girls you're here before I jump into the shower."
From a distance.
Mom is probably the only one who would recognize this scent on me. The girls will just think I'm stinky with sweat. I don't stink though. I love this smell and I have a feeling I'll love it even more when our scents are combined on my skin.
Inner hussy, you have a lot to answer for!