True to his word, Kieran is different when he makes love to me. He’s so careful with himself, I can actually see the strain in his eyes.
Despite his caution, I can also sense his pleasure. Both of us have been waiting for this for a long time, and it shows in the exaltation with which we make love to each other.
“Do you have any idea how much I missed you?” he murmurs into my ear when his pace starts to increase. I get the sense that he isn’t going to last long, which is fine, because I won’t, either.
“You might have mentioned,” I tease him, but it comes out so breathless and euphoric that it hardly constitutes my having the upper hand. “But feel free to remind me.”
I can feel his grin spread even with his lips pressed against my neck. He increases his speed further while he massages o
