Saving a Legend(57)

“I like waking up to you next to me,” he whispered as he kissed his way down her neck.

“I like it, too,” she replied, smiling as she realized how true that was.

He grabbed a condom from the nightstand, tearing open the foil and sliding it on. Wrapping her legs around his hips, she was eager for a repeat performance of last night. She clutched his upper arms, and the feeling of his firm biceps beneath her fingers caused a jolt to run straight through to her core. Pressing her hips upward against him, she stifled a moan as his tip met her entrance.

“Fiona.” He sank into her, more than ready to be with her again. Slowly, then all at once, he filled her, letting out a low groan as he did. “You feel so amazing. I could do this all day.”

“What’s stopping you?” She squeezed tighter around him.

“Uh, dinner with my family. It’s Sunday.” He kissed down her jaw, nibbling here and there, not realizing right away that her body had frozen beneath him.

“Fi, what’s wrong?” Kieran asked, frowning as he looked down at why she’d grown still.



“Maybe we shouldn’t talk about your family while you’re inside me?” she said, her nose crinkling at the thought.

“Good call.” He laughed before lifting her hips off the bed and plunging deeper inside her. They began moving in rhythm with each other, and Fiona closed her eyes in ecstasy.

Gripping her hips harder, he held her against him as he leaned into the bed and shifted her to be seated on top of him instead. Fiona gasped and her hands flew to his chest to steady herself. Once she was realigned, she grinned down at him and lifted her hips, only to press down again, and again, and blissfully again.

Kieran’s hands moved up her body, caressing as he went, before finally cupping her breasts and running his thumbs back and forth against her nipples. He pinched lightly before soothing with a kiss as she leaned down to give him access. Her hips rolled harder as she sought friction to bring her over the edge.

With his lips sealed around one nipple, and then the other, his tongue flickering over the tip, she felt his hands roam down her sides to her back, then scooping her ass. He clutched her cheeks, massaging them between his fingers as he pulled her up and down on top of him. The movement allowed her most sensitive bundle of nerves to rub against him, sparking and igniting within.

He lifted his hips to meet hers, quickening his pace as she neared climax. With a shuddering groan, he pressed into her with all he had, and she felt her body convulse, like undulating waves. He cradled her against him as she fell to his side and stretched the length of him.



Kieran angled his body to face her, folding his arm under his head for support. She watched as he brought his large, strong hands up her body, only to trail his fingers softly down her shoulder and all the way to her hips.

“Every Sunday should be like this. Hell, every day should,” he told her.

She sighed dreamily at the thought. “I wish.”

“Well, why can’t it? I don’t want this to be just one night, flower girl.”

She searched for a teasing smile or some hint of insincerity but found none. He was serious, and it warmed her heart. “Don’t you worry that this is all too fast?”

“It is fast. You’re right,” he agreed, and Fiona found herself disappointed that he felt the same way. She realized that she wanted to be convinced otherwise, that she wanted all the things he was offering and promising, but she was still scared. She wondered if there would ever be a day when she wasn’t.

“But just because it’s fast doesn’t mean it’s not right, Fi. I’ve spent the last few years living a life of no choices, no responsibilities, no freedom. Then I came home, and I’m here with you, and you’re my choice. You’re what I want, Fiona, and I don’t need time to know that.”

A faint smile tilted up the corner of her lips as her heart beamed at his sentiment. “Really?”

“Really,” he promised, brushing his lips over hers before kissing her softly. He dropped his head back onto the pillow and curved an arm around her.

Fiona found herself wondering what he meant by a life of no choices, of not being home. She’d been distracted by the sweetness of his words, she’d missed everything else. Not wanting to ruin the afterglow of their lovemaking and the way his arms felt around her, she decided to wait to ask another day. Instead, she was going to give herself the break she needed, so she let her eyes flutter closed as she draped an arm over his chest.

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“Since when are these things optional?” Kieran asked his mom as they stood in his parents’ kitchen with Rory and Quinn.