Ready For It (MacAteer Brothers #2) - M.L. Nystrom Page 0,79

and murmuring I love you over and over. The shakes subsided at last. I should have been exhausted from the roller coaster emotions of the day. I wasn’t. I felt alive. I felt lighter. Freer. More open. I felt… I felt… I felt pure need.

“Owend?” Shit, my nose was plugged up.

He knew exactly what I asked and offered. “If I touch you now, I’m not going back to friends only. I’m committed and I’m not leaving. Are you ready for that? If you’re not, I can wait.”

“Yez, I’b ready. I’b zo ready, I’b scared shidless. Whad if I fuck this up? I don’t thinck I can take it.”

He chuckled as he shifted and moved me to my back. “You heard me, but you didn’t understand. You can’t force me to love you. You can’t make me stop loving you. No way can you fuck this up.”

He kissed me. Smooth lips rounded over mine, coaxing them apart, and I let him in. His tongue, slightly rough, stroked my mouth. “Is this safe? Won’t hurt the baby?”

“No. The doctor said I could have sex right up until labor if I wanted to, as long as it’s comfortable.”

He kept kissing me as he pulled up the T-shirt I wore, baring my chest. “Tell me when you want to stop. It won’t hurt me, and I’ll never hurt you.”

I’d done a lot of straight-up fucking. Hard, fast, animal fucking. The kind where bodies pounded so brutally against each other that I was sore for days. I’d had some experimental sex. Blindfolds, bondage, some spanking and flogging. I did anal a few times with one of my short-term boyfriends.

That was the first time I’d truly made love. Glowing coals smoldered in my belly as he moved over my breasts. They had grown more sensitive and my nipples larger. He circled each one gently before drawing a tight peak into his mouth. Ah, God, that tongue! Thrills shot through my body with each stroke. I arched into him, and he answered by cupping my other breast and playing with that nipple with his thumb. I heard a low, keening moan and realized it came from my own throat. Just before the pleasure became too much, he switched sides and treated both my breasts equally.

I was one big mass of finely tuned nerves. I felt everything ten times more than I normally did. His hands on my body, fingers on my skin, mouth on my breasts, neck, lips—there wasn’t a place he didn’t touch or explore as he learned the intricacies of my body. At last he lowered his head between my legs, stripped my panties, and spread me open. He didn’t play, tease, or tickle. He went right for the gold with a long, hard swipe across my clit that nearly sent me through the roof.

“Oh, fuck! O-man!”

I swear he smiled against my sex. Nibbles, strokes, hard sucks, light flicks; he played with me, sending me up the steep climb of a roller coaster and letting me slide back down before cresting the top. If he went any slower, I thought I would have a heart attack.

“Please, Owen. Please let me come!”

One long finger pressed around my entrance.

“Ahh!”

The digit pushed inside and pressed upward. His lips fastened over my clit, sucking it inside his mouth. His tongue rapidly flicked over the tip. Just as I thought I’d lose my mind, he pulled his finger out of me and reached lower to press it against my anus. I gasped at the unexpected intrusion. He only got the first knuckle in before I gave it up.

I fell over the edge in one long, continued wave of pleasure. He kept playing me, driving me through those coaster curves until I came a second time. Maybe it was a single nonstop orgasm. Whatever it was, it was good, and I wanted more.

He finally released me and moved to stretch out at my side. “Good?”

My laugh was breathy. “You couldn’t tell? Incredible, O-man. You have some serious talent, baby. Your turn.”

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea. I’m fine with waiting.”

God, this man! “And waste that hard-on? No way.”

The backs of two of his fingers stroked my shoulders. “It’d be awkward for you.”

“Not if I’m on top.”

Those fingers stilled. “Are you sure?”

Was I sure? Not of much in my chaotic life, but in this moment, right here, right now, I was sure I loved Owen MacAteer, and I wanted him inside me with a fierceness I’d never had before. I