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“That’s it, lass. Give it tae me.”
And then it was like something broke inside me, this wave of light and pleasure that had my muscles seizing, my blood heating, and a cry ripping from my throat to ring loud throughout the room. I reached out and gripped his hair, unable to stop myself from tugging at the strands. I ground my pussy against his face, Cillian never letting up on sucking my clit.
The pleasure coursed through me, stealing every part of my sanity. I felt the vibrations of his grunts on my soaked, sensitive flesh, heard his verbal pleasure filling my ears. And it drove my lust even higher.
“Yes,” he rumbled against my clit and gave it another flick. Then while I was still riding that high, he gently teased my opening, pushing his finger inside me to the first knuckle.
I couldn’t help but clamp down, that intrusion making everything brighter.
It was only when I became too sensitive and was mumbling for a reprieve that he backed up. I stared at his face, this post-euphoric haze covering my vision. But I could see his mouth was glossy from my cream, his lips red from eating me out.
“Kiss me,” I moaned. Begged.
He grunted and gripped the back of my neck, making me meet him halfway as he slammed his mouth on mine and fucked me like this. I tasted myself on his tongue and lips, this sweet but musky flavor that had me turned on all over again.
And when he started thrusting his tongue into my mouth and retreating, over and over again, it was very clear he was mimicking the act we both needed to participate in badly.
He groaned, speared his hands in my hair, and tugged my head back, breaking the seal of our mouths as he looked down at me with this predatory gleam in his eyes.
“Are you ready?” His voice was deep and husky… seductively dark.
I nodded and licked my lips, tasting both our flavors on my mouth.
Without breaking eye contact, Cillian let go of my hair, grabbed his cock, and placed the tip at my entrance. My belly was concaving as I panted, staring at where he was about to impale me.
“It’s gong tae hurt, darlin’. I’ll try tae be gentle.”
I looked up at him and nodded. “I know you will.”
I held my breath when he started to push into me, my eyes widening at the first real feeling of how big he really was. Oh God. He’ll never fit.
And just like that, I was no longer a virgin.
He groaned and let his head fall back on his neck, his muscles straining as he tried to go slow for me. He kept sinking inch after inch into me, taking his time, letting me get accustomed to him.
I gasped at the pain, at the fullness. Cillian was huge inside me, and he left no part of my pussy untouched.
God, I was stretched so good, filled so completely.
I was panting and sweating by the time he was in as far as he could go. We both were.
“Lass, are ye doing okay?” He leaned in and kissed me softly, lingering on my lips as if he savored them immensely.
“I’m okay.” The pain was enough to have everything in me throbbing in discomfort, but knowing I was doing this with Cillian, that he was the one taking something from me no one else could, sent a jolt of pleasure through me.
He gave me long moments where he stayed still, buried deep in me, his lips trailing featherlight kisses along my lips, chin, cheeks, even my closed eyelids. It was when I started moaning as my need for him cranked up higher… only then did he start moving.
He rested his forehead against mine, and he thrust in and out slowly at first, letting me get accustomed to his size, his girth. We breathed the same air, held each other so completely I felt like we were one in that moment.
Cillian leaned back, and when he looked at where we were joined, the air left him hard, his big body shuddered, and I felt his hold on me tighten to the point of pain.
“God,” he whispered. “Aoife, yer stretched so wide around my dick, yer little pussy barely taking all of me.” Beads of sweat dotted his skin, dripping across the hard, taut flesh before splashing down on my breasts as he held himself over me. God, that clean sweat on me was such a turn on. He buried himself to the hilt in me. For a moment, he did nothing but stay still, breathing heavily.
My inner muscles clenched rhythmically, these hard pulls around his girth, the sensation pleasurable but also uncomfortable because I was so full.
He looked at me and then started pulling out slowly, his eyes locked on mine as if he needed to have this other connection between us.
