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even more. His tongue lazily circled the entrance of me before he speared his tongue inside of me and my hips bucked against the sensation, shoving me closer into his face.
     
    Cillian possessed the most beautiful mouth but what he could do with that tongue literally set me on fire. My insides burned and turned to mush as he tongue fucked me until I begged him to stop. I was all nerve endings and a hardened clit that wanted to be touched, rubbed, tongued and satisfied until he could fuck me properly.
     
    Finally, his beautiful mouth enveloped my engorged nub and I coaxed my hips closer to him until his tongue did lazy swirls around my clit and I grabbed a fistful of his hair to keep him there.
     
    The sensation was too much and as he applied more pressure, I could feel my orgasm building from the tip of my toes and traveling its way throughout my whole body before I gasped out loud and my juices drenched him as I came from a high so intense, I didn’t know if I’d ever reach the ground again.
     
    He moved up my body and played with my breasts again, his fingers pinching my nipples to the point of pain. I grabbed his cock and massaged it in my hands, the velvety thickness and size perfect for my body and how well we fit together in a perfect unison of harmony.
     
    “No blow jobs,” he murmured into my ear. “This isn’t about me. It’s about you and making you feel like you’re the only woman in the world right now…at this very moment.”
     
    I knew why he didn’t want me going down on him but that didn’t make me feel any better because I wanted him to feel just as good as I did. However, I didn’t want him to stop what he was doing either. Therefore I broke all my own rules, acquiesced and without a condom, I coaxed the head of his cock toward my opening.
     
    Cillian slid inside of me and the sheer thrill of him being there felt like he’d come home again. If I knew how a man’s mind worked, how he could separate what he did with Chiara as sex while he slowly made love to me, everything would have been so much easier for me to understand.
     
    I was in a prism of chartered waters and a sensation so familiar to me, it was almost sad I couldn’t believe we hadn’t shared one another’s bodies in thirteen years.
     
    The way he thrust in and out of me as he grabbed my ass and drove me closer to yet another orgasm set my whole soul on fire. I was the one who would be torched and burned beyond all recognition when everything was said and done.
     
    My hips rose to meet his own until we were skin against skin and I couldn’t keep up with his slow pace because it was a rush to the end. I needed to get off and get him out of me before he did damage beyond my control—or his—and I would find myself coming full circle.
     
    Fuck it, we’d come full circle because there was no doubt in my mind I was in love with this man yet again and that would be my undoing.
     
    Cillian slid a hand around my throat and made me face him. “I want to see your eyes and that gorgeous face of yours when I make you come again.”
     
    “Why?” I knew I sounded annoyed and in a way, the casual tone from him burned the fuck out of me.
     
    If he knew how much he could still affect me, he could use it to his advantage and that was a dangerous game I had no wish to play.
     
    “Because, babe, I fuck everyone doggy-style. I don’t want to see their faces because every woman I have fucked becomes you and I know it isn’t you because I can’t smell you, can’t feel your soft skin against mine. It makes me upset and I’ve lost me temper more times than I can count.”
     
    He was no longer moving inside of me; his eyes—the windows to the soul—were looking into mine and I could see every contour of his gorgeous face. Time had been kind to him and he didn’t look his age nor did he look like a biker. He could have been anyone with the tats on his arms and his hard body. He bore the scars of his hard life, old knife wounds