This Love (Cowboys & Angels 6)

“Oh God…Cord!” I cried out as I felt me entire body go weak from me third orgasm in less than fifteen minutes.

Cord was now over me, his mouth everywhere on me while his fingers moved inside of me.

“Not again!” I cried out as he pulled me nipple into his mouth and pressed his thumb against me clit.

“Feck!” I cried out, me body trembling. Was it another orgasm? Or the same one? Christ, I didn’t even know anymore, they bled one into another. All I knew was I was knackered, yet me body demanded more.

“Jesus, Maebh, you’re fucking beautiful when you come.”

Me head thrashed back and forth. If I had another orgasm I would die. How did he do this? Most women seemed lucky to have one, and I was on me third…or was it me fourth? Shite if I knew anymore.

Then, I felt him there.

“Are you ready?” he asked, and I opened me eyes to look at him. His ocean blue eyes sparkled.

“Condom?” I asked, my voice barely there.

“Yes.”

When had he put it on? Jesus, I think I blacked out. His mouth, his hands, his body had been all over me. Shite. Why had we not had this conversation before this? I was still riding on me high and probably not thinking clearly at all when I said me next words.

“I’m on the pill.”

He stilled.

“What?”

“I’m on the pill, and I want me first time with you to be without anything.”

Cord’s face looked pained. He shook his head. “I can’t. I mean…I want to.”

His gaze fell, and I knew I had ruined the moment.

Shite. I’m such an eejit.

“It’s okay, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

Cord lifted his eyes. “I want to protect you, Maebh. And until I can go and get tested again, I want to be safe. I care for you too much to do that to you.”

Me breath stilled in me throat. He was thinking of me safety, and it nearly brought me to tears. I forced the tears back and found me voice.

“Make love to me, Cord. Please.”

He smiled and pushed inside of me slowly. The feel of me opening to him was like sharp little knives piercing into me. I gasped, and Cord stopped.

“No! Don’t stop,” I begged, gripping his arse and pulling him deeper.

I started to speak in Irish about how amazing it felt yet at the same time how incredibly painful this was. Cord looked at me mouth and smiled.

“Agra, hope you’re saying how fucking big my cock is right now because I have no fucking clue what you are rambling about.”

I laughed. Cord’s body stilled. He closed his eyes and moaned, almost a pained sound.

“Fucking yes. You’re so goddamn tight, and when you laugh you squeeze my cock.”

I laughed again, just because he’d said it felt good.

“Fuck. I’m going to come the moment I’m balls deep inside of you, Maebh.”

He pushed in more, and I jerked, feeling a stabbing pain.

“Are you okay?”

I nodded as I bit back the tears. It burned like a bitch, and I knew me friends weren’t lying when they said the first time hurt. It hurt like hell.

“I’m all the way in, baby.”

Our eyes were locked on one another.

“The pain is slowly going away,” I said.

“I’ll move slowly when you tell me you’re ready.”

Me eyes closed, taking in the feel of him inside of me. So this was what all the fuss was about.

“I want to stay like this forever,” I whispered.

He kissed me lips and then trailed soft kisses along me jaw, to me neck, and finally to me ear. Sucking in me earlobe, he blew hot breath on me, making me body tremble.

“I can arrange for this at least once a day—or more, if you want—for the rest of your life.”

Tears built in me eyes. God, how I hoped he meant that.

“Cord,” I gasped, me arms wrapping around his neck. “I want more.”

He slowly gave me more. Pulling nearly all the way out, and pushing back in even slower. I needed more of him now that me body was adjusted to Cord’s size.

“Faster,” I said, wrapping me legs around him.

“Shit,” Cord panted as he picked up his speed.

“Yes! Cord, yes!”

The feel of him moving inside me was almost too much to handle. I had given myself to him and a part of me was now terrified he’d break me heart. Then he looked into me eyes and all I saw was love and I knew this man would never intentionally hurt me.

Cord Parker was making love to me, and it was fecking amazing.

“Harder,” I heard meself saying.

Cord closed his eyes and bit his lower lip. That one action and the change in his hip angle had me grabbing onto him.

“Oh God!” I cried out.

His eyes opened and pierced mine. “Are you coming?” he asked as I moved me hips in perfect rhythm to his.