Chapter 23 #2
‘You sure?’ She swirled her tongue across the wide head of his cock.
Niall’s head rocked back. ‘Fuck!’ This was the devil’s and angel’s work in one.
But there was one thing deafening out everything else, and that was the urge to be inside her.
If he was coming anywhere tonight, it would be with Carli gripping him like a vice, and hopefully beating out a mind-wrecking orgasm at the same time as his.
‘Stand up.’ He braced her under her arms as she rose to her feet. ‘Have you any idea how beautiful you are? And you talk about toughness, but nobody mentions how hard it is to pull back from a killer blow job like that.’
She laughed like a wicked angel and he could swear she glowed a little bit more. ‘Let me finish it off,’ she said.
‘Nope. Lie down. First time together again, we’re both coming with me inside you.’
Excitement glittered in Carli’s eyes and she shuffled back onto the pillows, spread herself open and sunk her fingers between her legs.
Climbing in front of her, Niall watched intently, gripping his straining erection.
There was still a part of him terrified it might all be a dream.
That he’d wake up back in his bed in Sydney, single and alone.
Well, if this was going to turn out to be a dream, he was damned well finishing things before he woke up.
‘What do you want?’ Niall husked as he bore down and kissed her, tongue plunging into her mouth, the swell of her breasts soft against his chest. The answer was obvious from the way she writhed up to him, but he had to hear it.
‘You. I want you, Niall.’ Her fingers tangled in his hair, hot breath mingling with his, tiny beads of sweat glittering on her nose. ‘So much, it hurts.’
Her words were perfect. How he felt too. Without each other, they ached.
‘Me too. I’m going to fuck the hurt away.
It’s only going to feel good from now on, I promise you, because you remember this, right?
’ Niall slicked his cock over Carli’s wetness, wanting so badly to drive in bare, to be as close to her as possible.
‘It was so good before and it’s going to be even better this time.
And if anything is painful, you’re going to tell me and we stop, okay? ’
With a bite of her lip and a tiny nod, she assented, and he grabbed the condom she’d laid on the bedside table, trying to keep his hands steady as he rolled it on before finding a home between her thighs.
This was it. Fuck. This was really it. Him and Carli.
Niall set his jaw and inched his thick tip into her swollen heat.
The head was as much as he could manage before being consumed by searing white bliss.
‘Fuck!’ He locked his gaze on her. ‘Cass.’
‘Oh.’ The word fell from her in a gasp. She was there too, right with him. ‘More, Butler…’
‘Aye…more.’ Niall edged in further, watching her the whole time, like when they were lovesick teenagers who couldn’t take their eyes from one another.
Not much had changed, except that the first time had been messy and painful and today didn’t look like that at all.
Carli today, with Niall stretching her open, looked so much like love that he could barely breathe.
‘You remember this, Cass? Remember us together like this? How fucking awesome it is.’
‘Yeah.’ Her response was barely a breath on the loaded air between them, but her eyes shone at the memory. ‘I remember.’
‘I couldn’t forget it. Being inside you is the best fucking feeling in the world.’
In a motion imitating the hold she had on his heart, Carli clenched her muscles around Niall, very nearly ending him.
‘Jesus!’ He held for a moment then sunk into her fully. Couldn’t do anything but.
Her composure seemed to evaporate, and she looked split open, but at the same time so fucking whole. Like this was everything to her too.
Wasn’t this proof that she’d always been his woman?
Carli reached up and grabbed his hair, and he fell to her, her name a groan on his lips before they were locked in a wild, near feral kiss.
He squeezed her breasts, feeding off the sounds it provoked in her.
Dropped to her nipple and sucked hard on the puckered tip.
Whimpers met his ears. And then she reached round and cradled his balls.
Niall didn’t even recognise the primal sound that came from low in his chest, but he knew this was it. However much of him she could take, he would give her. ‘Come on, Cass,’ he growled. ‘Tell me only I can do this to you.’
‘Fuck, Niall!’ She raised her hips, affording him more as he drove into her. ‘None of them are you. You ruined me.’
Niall angled his hips and thrust exactly into the place that made her cry out for him.
‘And you ruined me, Cass, but what a fucking privilege.’ She was a picture under him.
Tangled, half-wet hair, bare flushed cheeks, breasts bouncing as she took him.
He was wild for everything about her, from her dark, glittering eyelashes to her perfect breasts, to the heavenly swell of her soaking pussy.
My God.
The need for her skin and bones was animalistic. But something else was happening here, something far more powerful. There was her soul, her toughness, reeling him in. His feelings for Carli were raw, they were rampant, they had chains on his heart.
She unravelled him completely.
Niall slammed his hips into her, no going back now, his guttural grunts of need meeting her own depraved notes on the air – air that probably smelled of nothing but sex and violets. Her nails down his back, palms pressing him to her. Like he needed encouragement.
And when she cried out, ‘Oh, God, Niall, I’m coming,’ he told her exactly what he wanted.
‘Look at me when you come, Cass. I need to see it.’ Niall knew that without a shadow of a doubt, seeing Carli orgasm would topple him over the edge.
And true enough, as her muscles raged around him, those quivering lips cried out, dilated pupils disappeared under fluttering lashes, and her climax eviscerated every atom of self-control in her body, he was done for, too.
Feeling her tighten and give, tighten and give around him, he was coming, thick and fast and deep inside Carli.
‘Oh, fuck, Cass!’
‘Yes, Niall. Yes. Come in me, baby.’
‘Oh Jesus!’ A raging climax to conquer all others tore through Niall and everything burst out, wet and ferocious, like September sea spray on the Kintyre rocks, an uncontrollable but magnificent storm, almost violent in its force – but, oh, so bloody breathtaking.
There was nothing in the world but this, but him and Carli. Nothing. Not a thing.
With one last roar of release, he shuddered and stilled inside her.
For a shadow of a moment Niall heard nothing but his and Carli’s breath and her heartbeat thumping against his own. But then the world swirled back in and there she was. His beautiful woman. He dropped his forehead to hers and murmured hotly. ‘You…were…so worth the wait, Cass.’
Softly, she spoke. ‘Likewise, Butler.’
He raised himself up to look at her properly, the ruby flush of her skin to match the heat of the soft body underneath his own.
She winked at him.
And heaven help Niall if that wasn’t it. He face-planted right into the pillow and groaned, because the world had shifted on its axis once more and he had had fallen hard, slam back in love with Carli Caselli.