I pushed him over and undid his belt. “I want to see.”
We were a rush of arms and legs as we got undressed. Once naked, Devin slowed things down, trailing kisses from my neck to my breasts and lower, hovering over my abdomen.
“There’s a baby in there.”
I ran my fingers through his hair. “Yes. It will be here in March.”
“I love March. I met you in March. I got engaged to you in March.”
“I think St. Patrick’s Day should be renamed Devin Roarke took my virginity and my heart day.”
He snorted and then groaned. “Fuck that makes me hard too.”
“What?”
“I took your virginity. I’m the only man who’ll ever be in your sweet body.”
“Do you plan to start soon, because I’m wet for you.”
“I think I just came.” He grinned up at me, and then lowered his head into my nest of curls and sent me soaring into pleasure.
I was still coming down when he moved up my body, and slid inside me. He took my hands in his, holding them over my head. His body pressed over mine and he kissed me. It was like every single inch of me was in contact with every inch of him.
His hips rocked in a slow rhythm. I didn’t know what other men were like in bed, but I couldn’t imagine any of them making me feel the way Devin did. Not just the pleasure, although that was spectacular. But he also made me feel loved and cherished. Laying together like this, it wasn’t just our bodies entwined, but our hearts and souls as well.
His lips tore from mine as he groaned and his hips picked up speed. “Tell me you’re close.”
“Yes,” I gasped as my orgasm teetered on the edge.
He lowered his lips to my nipple and sucked hard, and that was it, I was off to the heavens.
“Devin!” I cried out as my entire body was awash in the sweetest pleasure.
“Yes, baby…I’m there…” He groaned and thrust in, releasing warm liquid inside me. He did it again and again.
When he finished, he rolled us until I was splayed over him. My head rested on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
“Let’s make Lá Lúnasa a regular holiday too,” he said through a ragged breath.
I laughed. “You know Lá Saoire i mí Dheireadh Fómhair is in October.”
“What is that?”
“I don’t know. I think something to do with Daylight Savings time and maybe Halloween.”
“You’ve been researching this?”
I lifted my head to look at him. “Yes. Do you think it’s weird?”
He gave me a wicked grin. “Not as long as all these holidays have us end up naked and sated.”
“Well, yeah,” I said as a matter of course.
He pushed my hair behind my ear as his face turned more serious. “You’re amazing, Serena. Thank you for taking away my boredom and bringing such joy to my life.”
I kissed him. “Devin, don’t you know? You’re my dream come true.”
The End