Bronagh
As I lay on Cathal’s chest, recovering from a mind-blowing orgasm, I wondered if it had been as good for him as it was for me.
Sure, I knew he got off, but it didn’t take much to get a guy to come.
As for me, I could definitely get there with a moderate amount of effort, but with him, I’d come both times far faster than usual.
And they had been so intense in comparison to past lovers.
I knew I shouldn’t compare him to them, but I couldn’t help it. He’d given me oral sex and then fucked me in a tub and had blown my previous experiences out of the water, pun intended.
I heard his heart beating rapidly against my ear as he breathed raggedly. I smiled. Maybe he had gotten off as intensely. His strong arms held me plastered to him. His fingers trailed lazily down my spine, causing me to shiver.
“Are you okay?” he whispered.
I nodded.
“I need to hear you say the words, Bronagh,” he said.
“Yes, I’m okay. Are you?”
He chuckled, shaking me. “I’m more than okay. You might need to carry me out of this tub. That was amazing.”
I lifted my head so I could see his face. “Are you sure? Don’t say it was, if it wasn’t. My ego isn’t that fragile,” I assured him, though in his case, it was.
His smile faded. He frowned.
“Bronagh, listen to me. I won’t lie to you.
If this hadn’t been incredible, I would’ve said so.
You felt how long I came. You heard me shout your name.
It wasn’t an act. I don’t want to bring past lovers into it, but I feel I must. No woman has gotten me off like that from simple tub sex.
Were you disappointed?” His tone sounded worried.
“No, I wasn’t disappointed. God, how could I be? Like you, I’ve never gotten off like that. Typically, it takes me longer to get there. My legs feel like Jello.” I assured him.
His smile returned. “Good, that’s what I want to hear. But if I’m ever not getting you to where you want to go, or if you want to try something else or stop something we’re doing, tell me. I want us to have a healthy sex life, but I won’t pressure you or make you endure things you dislike.”
I placed a brief, gentle kiss on his mouth. “I promise, and you promise to do the same.”
“I swear, I will.”
We sat there, with my head back on his chest, for a good five or more minutes before he sighed.
“The water is getting cool. Let’s jump in the shower and clean up. Then, if you want, we’ll go downstairs and find ourselves something to eat for breakfast,” Cathal suggested.
“That sounds good to me,” I replied.
I sat up, then pushed up with his help. His cock had softened, so it slid out of me. I hated to let him go. As I moved out of the way, I was struck with awareness. I gasped as he rose to his feet.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
I gulped. “Cathal, we had sex without a condom. I never do that,” I told him.
“Damn, I didn’t think, and I never go without one. Okay, I’m clear. I recently had a test, and it came back negative. I haven’t had sex with anyone since that test. What about you?” he asked.
“It’s been a while, and I was tested after my last relationship ended. I’m fine, too.”
“So it’s pregnancy you’re worried about. You know my stance on kids, but I know it’s too soon for you. We can get the morning-after pill if you want.”
I heard the distaste in his tone. He didn’t like the idea, but he would do it.
“I know that’s not what you want,” I stated.
“It might not be, but it’s your body, and you have to be willing to carry a child. I can wait. We’ll use condoms going forward, unless you want to get on something.” Cathal offered.
“There’s no need for that. I’m already on birth control. It helps with that time of the month.”
Cathal pulled me close. “Good, then we can forgo the condoms. I admit, having no barrier feels so goddamn good. I want to feel everything with you to the fullest.”
“Me, too,” I replied, then shivered as he helped me from the tub.
“Let’s hurry before you get chilled,” he said, taking me around to the shower.
The spray came from multiple heads, including a waterfall one, but he left it off because we didn’t want to wash our hair.
It heated up in no time, just like the tub had.
Then I was drawn under the spray, and Cathal thoroughly washed me from head to toe.
I moaned when he ran his hand back and forth between my legs.
He grinned as he did it. That led to me returning the favor, making him groan and start to harden when I cleansed his cock.
However, we knew we needed to eat before we fooled around again, so we stopped short.
After drying off and brushing our teeth, I dressed in my bra and one of his T-shirts, which was long enough to be a short dress on me.
For bottoms, I put on a pair of his shorts with a drawstring waist that let me tighten them enough to keep them on.
My dirty panties stayed with my other clothes.
Cathal put on a pair of shorts and nothing else.
In the kitchen, I mockingly complained as we rummaged for food to make.
“How am I supposed to concentrate on making breakfast, let alone eating, if you’re running around more than half naked?”
Cathal’s sexy smirk showed. He crowded me against the wet bar. “So, you’re admitting you find my body distracting. Is it turning you on, too?”
I ran my hands up his chest as I answered him. “Maybe it is, but if I don’t eat, I won’t have any energy for anything.”
His hand smacked my ass cheek, causing me to jump, then he ordered me with a grin.
“Well, let’s get to work. I can’t have you fainting on me or without energy.”
Together, we prepared a hearty breakfast of oatmeal with fresh berries and nuts, along with orange juice, coffee, and a protein smoothie. It filled me up. While we were cleaning up the few dirty dishes we had made, he asked me a question.
“Bronagh, I’m not assuming that just because we had sex that you’ll say yes, but I have to ask.
Will you move here to the house? I want you to stay with me.
And it’s not just because I want more sex, though I do.
I’ve wanted you here since day one, but I knew it was too soon.
Hell, if you want your own room, I can do that. ”
I knew he disliked the idea of a separate bedroom. However, it wasn’t necessary.
“Cathal, I’ve been not only waiting for you to quit stopping at kisses, but to ask me to move in here. And I’d love to stay in your bedroom…but that’s purely because I love your bathroom,” I tacked on the end.
I shrieked when he growled and then chased me around the wet bar and counter, only to trap me by the balcony door.
He whirled me around to face him and kissed me.
And just like that, I forgot whatever we were saying and fell under his spell.
I prayed he wouldn’t break my heart, and this was truly the beginning of a life with him.