Page 21 of Lucky In Love

“Lift,” he commands off my hips as he switches breasts.

My ass lifts off the bed, and then I’m as naked as he is.

“Where are your knickers?” His tone draws a deep laugh from me, which he doesn’t find amusing at all by the look in his eyes.

“You aren’t the only one who doesn’t wear them.” His eyes narrow.

“Not even in those thin little dresses?” I shake my head.

“Never.” He growls and pulls my face down to his bay the back of my neck.

“Christ if I’d known last night that you were bare,” His hand grabs my ass and squeezes.

“I wouldn’t be a virgin now?” I guess as I pant at the feel of his body covering mine.

“My morning would have been much different.” His fingers find me soaked entrance and we both groan.

“How so,” I gasp as he dips in slowly.

“I would have woken up with your blood drying on my cock,” He kisses me before I can say a word to argue with him.

The picture he paints makes me regret the hours we’ve wasted.

“I need to know two things.” He pulls away and closes his eyes as he works his finger in deeper.

“More,” I plead as I grasp his forearms for support.

I feel like I’m going to fly off the mattress into outer space.

“How much experience do you have and are you on birth control?” He slowly his pace so I can think.

“Some fingering, oral but no real penetration. Not at the moment.” I cringe at missing my last appointment.

“How long?” His fingers start to move again and he adds a second.

“Huh?” God, I’m about to cum, and he hasn’t even touched my clit yet.

“How long since you stopped the birth control?” I shrug.

“Jade, focus. This is important. How long?” His thumb flicks my clit and cum.

Hard.

“Fuck,” he growls as his weight disappears and then I feel his tongue licking me.

My hands disappear in his hair as I pull him into me to keep the waves of the orgasm going. I flop down to the mattress when it passes, but Ciarán keeps working me.

“Again,” this time, he sucks my clit while working his fingers simultaneously.

“No, wait,” I gasp, feeling a pressure build, and grab onto the sheets.

His head shakes with my clit between his teeth and a grin that I have never seen on him.

“Please,” I try to push his face away but he buries it more and doubles his efforts.

“CIARÁN!” I scream as I cum a second time soaking the bed, his face, chest, and shoulders.

“Oh my god,” I slap the bed when I keep squirting from his fingers attacking my g-spot.