Irish Comfort (2 page)

“Oh!” She pressed her hands against his chest and felt
his arms wrap around her to steady her.

“Oh God, sorry, Mani, I … guess I wasn’t paying
attention.”

“It’s okay, Skylar, actually neither was I.” She’d
been worried by the look on his face that he’d turn and run back out of the
house. She hadn’t let the tension release until he’d come in.

“About dinner, Mani. You’re not dressed for any dinner
I’ve ever been to.”

She giggled. “Then perhaps you haven’t met the right
people.” She of course was teasing him.

“We need to talk. This isn’t what I came over here
for.” He took her hand and led her over to her couch and settled her in it,
before sitting down next to her. Granted he was as far as he could get from her
on his end of the sofa.

“I understand it’s not. You wouldn’t have shown up if
you had even an inkling of this being what I wanted to happen.”

“Mani, we can’t do this. We can’t go there.”

“Why, Sky? We’re two consenting adults. I want you,
and you obviously want me.” She nodded her head in the direction of his lap,
and his gaze followed hers to where his erection strained against his jeans.

“What if it ruins our fantastic friendship? I can’t
lose you as a friend, Imani.”

“What if it doesn’t? We can’t build our lives around
what ifs.”

She watched as he raked his hand through his hair and
hung his head as if he was in deep contemplation.

When he did make eye contact with her, his eyes
sparkled fiercely. “You’re the only bit of strength that I have left. With my
mum gone, you’re all the family I have.” Imani remembered that his father had
left his mother long ago, and she’d never remarried nor had any more children.
With her gone it was basically the end of his family. His mother had struggled
to take care of Skylar and when he’d come of age, she’d decide to head back to
Ireland to live. He hadn’t always been able to just leave to visit, but he’d
taken trips as often as he could to see her.

“But don’t you realize that this could only make our
bond stronger?” She scooted close and placed a hand on his knee. She observed
him as he closed his eyes and drew in a deep lungful of air.

“Mani, you realize I’m weak where you’re concerned.
I’d do anything for you. With one exception and that exception is I won’t hurt
you.”

“Denying what we feel is hurting me, Sky.” She
squeezed his knee gently, not willing to lose contact with him. She was so
close, so close to having all that she’d ever wanted. She had to see this
through. He opened his eyes and she heard the tortured groan he gave as he took
her into his arms and settled her in his lap facing him.

She took a shaky breath and swayed against him. Hell,
he felt so good. In the skimpy silk she could experience every bit of his hard
body. He was in good shape; being a fireman he made sure he worked out to be in
the best condition. His grip on her tightened, and she felt the shudder that
moved through his body. His green eyes were filled with indescribable emotion.

“Sky? Please tell me you want this as badly as I do.”
She whimpered softly as she rocked back and forth in his lap, needy.

“You’ve got me so hard, Mani, I hurt. Can you tell how
badly I want this?” She nodded her head. His gaze fixed on her as he paused,
his voice dripping with emotion. “How desperately I need you.” He rocked
himself against her core, and she shivered. He was hard as steel.

The next words she might have uttered were stolen from
her as his lips crashed into hers. She gave a full on moan as he deepened the
kiss, as he placed his hands on her ass, removing them from her waist. He was
kissing her and his hands were on her. She didn’t want it to end.

When he parted the kiss they were both breathing
raggedly. He cupped her cheek, kissing the tip of her nose. “Please tell me you
have condoms here, Imani.”

“Yes, I made sure I bought some. They’re next to my
bed on the nightstand.”

“Damn, girl, you thought of everything.”

“I’ve wanted you for a long time, Sky. Not going to
mess it up by forgetting something that important.”

“Can dinner wait?”

“Yes, it can. That is if you’re not hungry.”

“Oh I’m hungry, though not for food. I suddenly have a
taste to feast on the beautiful Imani Parker.”

“I’m just as hungry for you, Sky.” Slipping out of his
lap, she reached out for his hand. Once he took her hand she led him out of the
living room towards her bedroom. She’d lined the hallway with gold coins.

“Ahh, this treasure leads to the true treasure,
doesn’t it?” Skylar asked.

“I was hoping you’d think that.” She stopped at her
bedroom door, which was closed, and turned in his arms. “There’s no turning
back beyond this point, Sky. If you’re going to do so, do it now.”

“I’m done running.”

Her heart flip-flopped over those words, and she stood
on tiptoes and kissed him hungrily, licking then nipping at his bottom lip
before pulling back.

“Just what I wanted to hear.” Pulling gently as she
walked backwards she nudged her bedroom door open and brought him in with her.
Turning she continued to hold his hand and waited to see what he’d say.

The bedroom held a large queen size bed that she’d
adorned with green satin sheets, on which she’d laid out some more golden
coins. The lamp that sat on the nightstand was on with a green scarf over it so
that the room had a beautiful green glow.

“Damn, girl, you went all out.”

“I know you’re missing home. I want to show you that
you’re not alone. You have me.”

His eyes darkened, and he squeezed her hand gently. He
opened his mouth then shut it again, and she took sympathy on him and shook her
head, pressing her fingers to his lips. He kissed her fingertips, and her heart
fluttered.

“Now let’s get you out of all these clothes.”

“I want to see you in the middle of the bed as you’re
dressed now.” He picked her up and she let out a squeal of surprise. In a few
steps he had her in the center of the bed amongst the gold pieces and settled
back to look at her.

Chapter Two

Skylar stood back
for a few moments, just taking in the beautiful sight that was Imani. She was a
natural beauty who never needed much make up, and damn if her body wasn’t to
die for. She had nice full breasts that he’d always wanted to taste, and he was
going to do that as soon as he was out of his clothing.

He wasted no time
in getting his clothes off, and once done he stood there before her proudly. He
heard her sharp intake of breath as she eyed his naked body for the first time.
Imani had moved to her knees on the bed, and her eyes held a look of hunger as
they roved over his body.

“You’re so big,
Sky…” Her voice was so low it was almost a whisper, and he had to strain to
hear her.

“I won’t hurt
you, Imani. I promise you.” He noticed she shook her head and gave a small
laugh.

“Not worried
about it hurting in a bad way, Sky. Now come and kiss me.”

“Baby, you’re
naughtier than I ever dreamed.” As he approached she opened her arms wide for
him. Kneeling on the bed he pulled her forward until she was flush against him.

“You’ve no idea,
Sky. I’ve wanted you since we were old enough to know what desire was.”

Slowly he stroked
his hands over her back, once again cupping her ass. Imani’s hands cupped the
back of his neck as he held her. Placing his face where her shoulder and neck
met he nipped and licked at her skin. She smelled so good, like roses and
vanilla. Her taste and scent enveloped his senses, and he groaned as those
sensations went straight to his throbbing cock. He hissed as she wrapped her
hands around his cock, holding him nice and firm as if she’d read his mind and
knew that’s how he liked it.

“Fuck, Mani, how
did you know I like it like that?” He heard the chuckle she gave at what he
could assume was an answer to his question.

“I caught you one
time, jerking off, and I took notes.”

Looking up in
surprise he couldn’t help but laugh himself. She was a true gift and an enigma
to him all rolled up into a sexy package.

“Really now?”

“Mhmm. It was
that night that we’d gone to the concert and you crashed over here. I’d gotten
up to use the restroom and well … there you were. Right there in the bathroom
and I couldn’t look away. Hell, I didn’t want to look away. What I wanted to do
was help.” As she was speaking, mesmerizing him with her voice, she was
stroking him slowly. He arched himself into her hands, figuring he might as
well go with it. She was running the show, and he loved letting her have the
reins. He’d let her play and then he’d take over.

“Every time I
think I know you … you open up like Pandora’s Box.”

“Hold on, Sky,
I’ll be right back. I forgot something.” She jumped off the bed and left the room,
and he frowned. What was up, and where could she possibly be going? A few
moments later she returned holding a green-colored wicker basket that held a
bowl with lemon wedges, a bottle of his favorite Irish vodka and some sugar
packets in her other hand.

“Okay, so what
pray tell are you planning on doing with all of that?”

“What we’re going
to do, Sky. I know you know all about body shots. Soni mentioned to me that at
her husband’s bachelor party you and the others had a bit of fun with that. So
how about we have some fun? These are the exact same items you used, so I know
you recognize this game.” She had a mischievous look on her gorgeous face. Oh,
he was definitely up for some fun, and he was familiar with the body shots
‘game’ she was speaking of. He reached for the basket she held and placed it on
the bed and then pulled her back onto it.

“Girl, with you,
I’m ready for anything.”

Kneeling on the
bed he turned towards her and she did the same so that they were facing one
another. Picking up a lemon wedge, Skylar placed it skin facing inward into her
mouth. Then picked up a packet of sugar, and tearing it open, he spoke softly
to her.

“Give me your
neck,” Skylar ordered.

Her eyes were
filled with lust and trust as she turned her head elegantly to the side, moving
her hair to expose the side of her neck to him. He licked over her neck and
poured the sugar directly on her soft skin.

He ran his tongue
through the sugar, swirling his tongue gently as he licked it up, then he
grabbed the vodka and took a shot, then cupped the back of her neck as his
mouth covered hers to suck the lemon. It was one of the most sensual things
ever to him; the act was even more special because he was doing it with her.
When he’d cleaned every bit of the sugar from her neck with his tongue he
parted his lips from her skin and took the lemon out of her mouth, setting it
into the bowl.

His breath sped
up, the urge to simply take her very strong. The foreplay between them was
exciting, making him wish for more. His cock was throbbing right now, the
longing to plunge into her pussy getting harder to ignore.

“Fuck, baby, you
taste good.” He pressed his forehead to her shoulder, trying to calm himself so
that he didn’t just take her.

“I’m glad you
approve, Skylar.” She sounded out of breath, her chest rising fast.

He had to see her
body. Skylar lifted his head from her shoulder and slipped the straps off her
shoulders, then tugged the nightie over her breasts so that it rested against
her waist. With a growl he cupped her breasts, squeezing them before he buried
his face between them.

“Lick them, Sky,
please … please lick them.”

He needed no more
urging from her—what she wanted he wanted as well. Lifting his head, he ran his
tongue over a turgid nipple then drew it into his mouth, loving her response as
she rocked against him and gripped the back of his head. With a tweak to her
nipple with his teeth he moved on to the twin, licking his tongue around her
dark areola then giving it the same treatment as the other. He would have
stayed to play there longer, but her hands urged him away from her breasts.

“My turn…”

He got back into
position and tilted his head to the side for her, giving a hiss of pleasure as
she licked her tongue along his neck slowly, as if he were dessert. She used
long sweeps of her tongue, then even shorter ones as she gently cupped his
neck.

“Pour some sugar
on me, baby.” He sang softly. He muttered a, ‘hmmph’, when she put the lemon in
his mouth, effectively cutting off his singing.

“I love it when
you sing, but we have to get this show on the road.” She reached for a sugar
packet and he heard the crinkling of it being ripped open and sprinkled on his
neck. Once again she used her tongue to begin a slow sensual journey, licking
the sugar from his skin. Imani took her lips from him and picked up the vodka
then chased it with the lemon, sucking on his lips and the lemon.

He stroked the
fingers of his right hand up under her shift and into her panties to cup her
pussy. She was so wet that his fingers became instantly drenched. She bucked
against his fingers, taking her mouth from his with a ragged sob. He pushed her
gently back onto the bed, and taking the lemon from his mouth, he tossed it
into the bowl. He held her gaze, brought his fingers to his mouth, and sucked
her juices from them. Her lips parted, and she uttered a guttural moan,
reaching out her arms to him.