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“You are grand. I talk too much when I am nervous too. Cahill was telling me you are studying language at the moment. How is that going?” I am trying so hard to remember what Cahill told me about her, it was ages ago.
“It’s going really well. I only have a few more months left, and then I will be able to get a job. I am hoping after I can teach children English and help at the children’s homes in Spain to teach the children there too. I want to make a difference, not just money.” She smiles. And Cahill is in awe of her. You can see how proud of his sister he is, and how much they all love each other. I am little jealous. I would love to have had a sibling, but that wasn’t to be for my mam.
We eat our dinner and I hear stories of Cahill and Aoife as children. It sounds like an amazing childhood. I know they had money, and their father was a mafia boss, but it didn’t stop them being kids. Aoife seems to be more sheltered, and I love that they have been able to give her a normal life.
“Any boyfriends, Aoife?” I ask innocently.
“Does she fuck, Sophie? Aoife knows she isn’t allowed any men until I have met them and deem them good enough.” Cahill nearly jumps out of his seat telling us. Mam and I both laugh out loud. Aoife sits with her head in her hands.
“Seriously, Cahill. I am twenty-two now. And I am allowed boyfriends, Mam has even met a few of them.”
“Mam, you allow this?” Cahill is fuming.
“Calm down, you might be boss of your operation, but I am still the boss of this family, and Aoife is right, she is old enough. I have even met some of them. None have really stuck around, I wonder why? You aren’t the only tough talking asshole in this family.” Mam laughs.
“What? Mam! I thought you were on my side?” And now it’s Aoife's turn to jump up and down. I get up from the table and head to the living room to get the fire going and let them sort the family feud out. I didn’t mean to start anything. I asked an innocent question.
I sat there for a good hour before Cahill comes in to find me. “Bed, doll, now!”
That is all I get from my sexy Irish man. I jump up and smile. He grabs my hand and practically drags me to our room. We rush into the room and just as the door is closing Cahill has me pushed up against the wall and kisses me like he can’t get enough. It’s the most toe-curling kiss ever.
As he moves down to my neck I whisper, “Is everything ok? You seem like you can’t get enough.”
He lifts his head and looks me dead in the eyes. “I have sat through dinner with a hard on all night, which is your fault for being so sexy. You started a little heated conversation between my sister and I, and now your ass will pay for that. You were warned. So now I am a little pent up with excitement.” With his eyes twinkling so much, I start to wiggle in his arms, as if I could break away, but Cahill then directs me toward our bed.
When I’m beside the bed, Cahill starts to strip me, touching every part of bare skin he can. Even if it’s a little skim of the finger, he still caresses me. I can see how turned on he is, and it gives me the confidence to reach out and palm his cock in his trousers. I am rewarded with a hiss. I know I should be worried about what he has planned for me, but I honestly couldn’t be anymore wet for him right now.
Once I am standing in front of him in my lace underwear he growls, “Twirl for me, doll.”
I do it without thinking, when I face away from him, I get a smack across both ass cheeks, it makes me squeak, by the time I face him again he is smirking and loving life. Dick.
“All mine now, doll. Be a good girl for me and bend over our bed,” he is purring just a fraction away from my lips, and I want to reach out to kiss him, but he is the king of tease. I turn to the bed and bend over so my tummy is flat on the mattress, and I’m kneeling on the floor, guess it’s a better angle to be spanked in.
Then out of nowhere Cahill stretches my arms and cuffs them to a rope that stretches below the bed. I didn’t even know he had these. Next, I feel my ankles cuffed, but feel like there is a bar between them. Is this a spreader bar? Cahill checks all the cuffs aren’t too tight, and all I can do is lie there, waiting, which is torture.
“Mm, what a gorgeous sight. Beautiful. I am going to take what is mine. I need to claim every inch of you, Sophie. You drive me crazy with need, and I want to do the same to you. Enjoy this wonderful ride, doll,” he whispers as he moves down my back kissing and licking every part.
“I do need you, sir,” I reply, hoping I won’t get spanked too hard for being naughty earlier.
“You do, doll,” he growls at me. I think Cahill isn’t sure if I might run off and leave him. I am in for the long haul now.
My thong is pulled down my legs, and I feel something vibrate up the inside of my left leg, straight toward my sweet spot. Cahill slides it inside my dripping pussy and leaves it there. I am getting used to the toy when I feel little stings on my butt. Is he going to use a flogger on me? I remember reading about it in books. It doesn’t hurt, but it still has a little bite when he flicks it a certain way over my skin. He knows how to make me sing or scream with that thing. He works my butt, back and thighs with the flogger, over and over again until I can hear him breathing heavier, watching me under his control is making him crazy. And this is my superpower.
I hear him walk away and drop the flogger, then I hear other things hit the floor. I’m guessing it’s his clothes, well, hoping it’s his clothes. Cahill’s body always makes me drool, just the thought of him naked, his hard abs, tattoos down both arms and across his chest, the V down to my happy place on him, and with this vibrator, I am close to coming. Just as I am about to combust, I feel a freezing cold liquid drop down my ass crack and I jump.
“You just killed my high dropping that on me!” I whine at him. I can feel him laughing but can’t hear him. Then I feel something being pushed against my asshole, I freeze, the feeling doesn’t hurt, it’s just weird. I shouldn’t want this.
“Relax, doll, just push back a little for me.” I do try to follow what he says but I know I’m not. He continues this for a few minutes then his hand is away. Now he’s left me panting, again.
I feel Cahill’s hand between my legs removing the toy, then I feel him pressing against my ass again but this time it feels bigger.
“Try to relax,” he coos in my ear, while kissing my neck and back, pulling on my nipple, and pushing further in. “You will love this. I know I already do. You are all mine, Sophie. I am your first and I will be your last, in everything. You own every part of me too.” His words and magic hands have me like putty. I can feel his cock slowly slide inside me. All eight inches! I am having anal sex! What the fuck?! I shouldn’t like this, but I do. My God, Cahill feels so good inside me. He is slowly moving to let me adjust but I am on the brink of orgasm already. I need him to move faster. I want more. I am one naughty girl.
“I need to cum, sir. Please fuck my ass. Fill me up. I am yours,” I shout back to him.
I hear a roar, like from a lion, and then he growls out, “You asked for this, doll.”
Oh my God.
