Running my lips down her neck again, I lick and feast on her breasts as my hand runs up her leg to her thigh. I can feel the heat from between her legs and I want to bury myself in her, but I know that can’t happen. Not now, not today, but that doesn’t mean I can’t feel her as long as she’s okay with that. Tearing my mouth away from her breast, I pull back some to look in her eyes as my hand travels up her thigh, cupping her ass. She moves her hand up to my face, running her thumb along my jaw as her eyes hold mine. Her movements are jerky and sort of make me think she is nervous.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper, not only because it’s true, but also to ease her nerves. Like I wanted, she smiles before meeting my lips with hers. Kissing her, I press myself into her, causing her to gasp against my lips. She kisses the side of my mouth, then my jaw, and my eyes drift shut as she runs her lips and tongue down my throat. I move my hand to her hip, squeezing her as she nibbles at my neck, teasing me the way I did her. When she rubs herself against my raging hard-on, I almost cry out. Instead, I take her chin in my hand and kiss her long and hard. Our kisses are demanding, hot, and I’m not sure how much I can take.

Parting only an inch, I whisper, “My love, I have to touch you.”

“Yes,” she says as a breath.

Biting into her lip, her eyes lock on mine. I know she trusts me because she lies on her back, her hands coming to her sides as she watches me. Her hand is so close to my dick and I want her to touch it, but my need to touch her is greater. Moving my hand down her breast, over her belly, I pull her dress up to see that her underwear matches her bra. Biting into my lip, my hand shakes as I trail a finger slowly along the lips of her sweet pussy. She gasps, and I look down to find her watching me. With my eyes locked with hers to watch for hesitation, I move her panties and slowly slide my finger inside her dripping wet folds.

She gasps again, biting her lip as I find her clit, slowly moving my finger against it. My dick is throbbing in my shorts. My breathing is labored and matches her as I move my finger in figure eights around her clit. Her moans are deafening and they drive me wild, assaulting every single part of me. I fucking want her so badly that I can’t see straight as I pick up speed, needing to bring her to release. I drop my lips to hers, capturing her moans in my mouth as she squirms underneath my hand.

Fuck, she is hot.

It doesn’t take long before her nails are digging into my chest as she seizes up, her body going completely still as she comes. As she pants against my lips, I remove my hand and bring her in close, kissing her nose and her temple before taking her mouth with mine. Slowly, we kiss, and I swear my heart is coming out my chest it is beating so hard. I’ve never almost gotten off by watching a girl come, but Amberlyn almost brought me there. My cock is straining and it hurts, but seeing her come like that, so beautifully, makes it all worth it.

Pulling away, she cups my face as her eyes search mine, and I know this is as far as we are going.

“I don’t know what to say?” she whispers.

“Say nothing. Let’s rest here together for a bit.”

“Are you sure?” she asks, and I nod.

I know that later I’ll have to take care of myself, but all this was worth the blue balls I’m suffering at this particular moment. Pulling her skirt down, I bring her in closer, kissing her temple before closing my eyes. A moment passes, and I can feel her watching me. When I open my eyes, she smiles.

“You really know how to show a girl a good time.”

My lips curve as I ask, “You think so?”

“Oh yeah, libraries and an orgasm are the epitome of a good time for a girl.”

I laugh as I nestle my nose in her hair. “I’m glad you are having a good time, my love.”

She giggles as she cuddles closer into me. “The best.”

I couldn’t agree more. As I watch her close her eyes to go to sleep, I can’t help but think the thought I had earlier that I was falling for Amberlyn was completely mad. I wasn’t falling—I already had fallen…

Completely and entirely in love with her.

“So let me get this straight.”

I look up from where I’m washing dishes and smile at Fiona. She stands before the sink with her hands on her hips and a confused look on her face.

“Declan O’Callaghan got you off in the middle of his Beauty and the Beast library and afterwards he said, let’s have a rest for a bit?”

I shrug as the smile from the night before still plays on my lips. My heart hasn’t slowed down in pace since Declan walked me to my door and kissed me goodnight. After our nap, we got up and had dinner. I was still on my little orgasm cloud but even so, I couldn’t help but feel weird throughout dinner. It wasn’t how it was supposed to be, all romantic and just the two of us. It was like being in a restaurant. There was no privacy, and Declan seemed to be all tensed up when his staff was around. He didn’t smile once the whole time we ate. I tried to make him smile, laugh, anything, but it didn’t work. It was like he was shielding himself from his staff and I hated every second of it, but once they were gone, he was my Declan again. Holding my hand, kissing my knuckles and whispering sweet nothings to me. I’m still not sure how I feel about that and a part of me wants to question him about it but, for now, I’ll enjoy gushing with my cousin.

“Yeah, it was sweet. It’s like he knew that I wasn’t ready to go forward.”

Still with a scrunched-up face, she asks, “So you didn’t suck him off or anything?”

I drop the dish I’m holding, suds flying everywhere as I yell, “Jesus, Fiona! I have never even touched a penis, and you want me to suck it?”

Fiona laughs as she nods. “Well yeah, he got you off, you get him off, turnabout is fair play, ya know.”

“No, I didn’t know, and the mere thought of it scares the living shit out of me,” I say dryly, and she rolls her eyes.

“It’s not a big deal. You just take his dick,” she says, grabbing a cucumber and holding it up for me to see. “And you put it in your mouth, like this—”

Before she can do it though, I reach for the cucumber, throwing it back in the bowl. “Fiona, I love you, I do, but I am not in the mood to learn how to give head by watching you suck on a cucumber. Let me bask in the goodness of my first orgasm brought on by a guy, please. We can do lessons later.”