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“And you know the truth?” My voice drips with condescension.
“Yes!” His reply is firm, instant.
“Enlighten me then.”
Suddenly, his hands fall to the bare skin above my knee before slowly trailing up my thighs. The higher his hands roam, the further up my skirt hitches.
My fingertips tighten on the shelf, biting into the metal.
I know this is wrong. I shouldn’t want Rohan anywhere near me. But the lust, anticipation, and want pulsing between my thighs all sing a different tune. Danger and desire, longing and greed, my body bows beneath his hands, begging to be freed.
“We shouldn’t.” My mind kicks in, contradicting the submission of my body.
His breath lingers on my neck as he breathes out his reply. “Oh, but we should. After all, when all is said and done, you will be, and have always been,mine.”
At the bluntness of his words, I squirm, and my back arches. But, in hindsight, it wasn’t the best form of protest because now my barely-covered arse is resting against his harder-than-steel cock.
“Hmm.” His groan pebbles against my skin, sending another dart of desire down my spine.
Skirt hiked around my waist, his fingertips dance across the small triangle of my thong before slipping beneath the lace and curling around the material.
In one swift motion, he tugs, ripping it from my body before guiding the flimsy material to my nose. “Smell,” he demands. “That’s what I do tomygreedy cunt.”
My mind rages against my lust, begging for me to push back, stop this foolishness, push him off me, and run as far and as fast as possible. But my skin is on fire under his touch, and my need for release far outweighs my urge to run.
“Deep breath, love.” I follow his demand, submitting to the ache only he can ease.
Then, without warning, he stuffs the lace into my mouth, gagging me and muffling my cries.
Suddenly he dips to his knees, crumpling my skirt around my waist. “I can still taste you on my tongue,” he mutters against my thigh as he laves along my flesh. “It’s not enough, though. I need more, love.”
His teeth nibble as he brings himself closer to my pussy. Gripping my thighs, he spreads my legs, then lifts my left foot onto the first shelf, giving himself better access. “Good little Saoirse. You’re glistening for me.”
His praise washes through me, tightening my core. The pads of his fingers explore my thighs, and if I could, I would beg him to relieve me from the hell he’s inflicting. Suddenly, his fingers slip between my folds, but the lace filling my mouth muffles the sigh trapped behind my lips.
Raising one hand to the small of my back, he presses down, and my arms buckle, forcing me to face plant the shelf before me. My back arches, and his mouth settles on my centre, his tongue lapping at my clit with merciless strokes.
He draws back slightly. “I want your cum coating my lips and dripping down my chin. Don’t play shy, mo bhanríon. Ride my face with your pretty pink cunt.”
His tongue spears into me, fucking my entrance like a man possessed. My thighs lock, and my arse clenches as my hips lose control, bucking beneath his relentless licks.
His strokes are ruthless, spearing in and out until I can’t take the brunt of the pressure any longer.
I spit out the thong he used to gag me, and my words escape with a breathy beg. “Rohan. Oh, God. Please. Uhhh, Rohan.”
His fingertips grip my arse as he slides his tongue from my pussy towards my aching clit. His teeth graze my pulsing nub, sucking so hard I see stars erupt behind my lids. “Oh, fuck! Yes, fuck! Oh, God, Rohan.”
He doesn't relent, and my body sags above him, spasming with the pressure of my release. “Stop,” I beg, desperately trying to catch the breath he stole.
The sensation builds, and my lungs scream at me, heavily sucking in air as the blood rushes from my head to my pussy. Suddenly a rush of want explodes from me, more forcefully than anything I’ve ever experienced before. “Ahhhh!” I shatter for him, not caring about anything else.
“That’s it, my love. Break for me.”
