Her reactions were absolutely everything Cathal could have wanted, and they spurred him on and on, wanting to make her warm and flushed and completely helpless with pleasure. And when she did come, Cathal felt like even if this didn't become anything more after tonight, he already had a wonderful memory stored away.
He wanted, so much, to instantly sink into Marcie, but he wanted to give her a moment first. And- shit- he still had his pants on. He unbuckled his belt as he moved up her body, kissing her stomach and then her breasts.