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Chapter 23
Cahill
I’m lying beside Sophie in our bed. I am still, just watching her. I am petrified she will disappear or take a turn. The hours of searching for her were the worst time in my life. Then seeing her lying there, half dead, it nearly killed me on the spot. Waiting for two weeks for her to open her eyes was the longest time in history. I don’t know how many times I went home and beat the shit out of Jonathon for doing this to her.
How could he? He is her brother for fuck’s sake! And then I hit the whiskey, only for my mam to hit me round the head, telling me to wise up. It took several nights for me to wise up according to Mam. Aoife had to go back to school, Mam stayed a little longer, but I sent her home to keep an eye on Aoife. Also, I needed to do this for myself. Mam is the best, always giving the best advice but I had to try to do it myself. When I felt Sophie squeeze my hand, I was nearly jumping out of the hospital window with joy. I also thought about phoning the priest to get us married there and then, but I think Sophie, Mam and Aoife would have teamed up to kill me.
When I heard Sophie say she forgave Jonathon, and wanted to let him live, and get him the help he needed, I nearly dropped to the floor. I have tortured men worse than what Jonathon did to Sophie, and they would never be as brave as her. This is why I will be going to hell in my next life, and she will be singing up in the clouds. Once she spoke those words I went to Jones. I was hoping he would have a better insight. He simply said if I didn’t want my future wife to hate me do as she wishes, so I let Jonathon live and get help. But he knows if he steps out of line, he is a dead man, simple. I was hoping to deal with her father, but someone got there first. I am not sure I believe the news, but I have nothing else to go on. I don’t think Liam or Ruairi would go rogue and kill him without saying anything to me. Jones has been flat out working so much, I know it couldn’t be him. I’m also shocked no word has gotten in the media about the disappearance of Sophie on the night of her opening our casino. I was sure someone would’ve leaked it, but maybe my reputation stands me well. Lauren’s apartment got cleaned, she moved back in without knowing a man was killed in her living room. Ruairi hasn’t forgotten but I haven’t forgot that he fucked off somewhere the night shit hit the fan and my woman was kidnapped, tortured and near dead. We will work it out in the gym like we usually do, but I can’t just let it slide so quick, she could have fucking died.
The next few weeks fly past between working at the restaurant, shipments, the casino, and taking care of Sophie. She has got her casts off, doing physio three times a week, as well as working from my office to run the casino as best she can. She is doing amazingly well, always happy and loves to help Jones out in the kitchen. I know she has spoken to her mam, but she hasn’t said anything to me about it. Since she has spoken to her, she has an extra spring in her step, that means all good came from this.
Lauren has been around a few weekends for their girlie catch up. It’s just a drinking session and they face-time Aoife. I am so glad Aoife has these two in her life. I was worried with her being away with Mam she would miss out on good friendships but apparently not. Half the time Aoife is clubbing when they call her, so they have a party in our living room. Women, hey, who would have them.
I’ve been looking at a new project today, and I am hoping to give it to Sophie as an engagement present.
It’s only lunchtime, and I find Sophie in my office shouting down the phone.
“I ordered these steaks three week ago for the event this weekend! You better fucking find them, or I won’t be ordering from you again!”
Then she slams the phone down. Oh, my little doll is feisty. I like it. I smile at her from the doorway.
“Good afternoon, doll.” I smirk, I can’t help it. She looks up at me with those gorgeous brown eyes of hers.
“I wasn’t expecting you home for hours. Is everything ok?” she asks in between nibbling her lips.
“Aww, there’s me thinking you might have missed me.” I laugh.
“I’m home to tell you be ready by eight o’clock. We are going out tonight. You and I only. I have something special planned.” I smile. I am so excited for this.
“Oh, where we going?”
“It’s a surprise Soph.” I roll my eyes at her.
“Ooh, ok Mr. Secretive. How about, you be home here from say seven o’clock, and we can get ready together? We can still leave here by eight. I promise. I just miss you and want to see you a little.” She gives me her biggest smile. How am I meant to say no, I am only a man?
“Okay, but no funny business, you still need to heal, doll.”
Now it’s her turn to roll her eyes. The past nearly eight weeks have killed me. Every time I look at her, I want to bang her. Every night in bed she presses her little cute ass up against me, but I have to resist her as she is healing. I don’t want to cause more damage, but I have enjoyed the teasing. Tonight, I plan to make love to my woman after our special date. She just doesn’t know it yet. I laugh at her and walk out the door, back to work. I call by Jones to say hi and leave again. He is making Sophie’s lunch any way.
The next few hours fly past with me organizing everything. I want it to be perfect for tonight. When I say me, I mean Lauren is doing all the work and telling me what she has done. She is a lifesaver, and a super good friend to my Sophie. I hope Ruairi can work it out with her because she is a good girl to have by your side.
I get home about ten to seven, the house is quiet. Jones must have nipped out, and Maria should be done for the day. I head upstairs to our room. I am hoping Sophie might be in the shower so I can join her, and hopefully have her begging for me all night. Yes, I am a selfish bastard, but I love her wanting me as much as I need her.
I walk into the room. It’s only lit by the bed side light. I am about to call out to Sophie, when I see her kneeling on the floor. And oh, my fucking God, what a sight it is. Her hair is tied up in a high ponytail, blindfold on, an O-ring mouth gag in, easy for me to slip my hard fat cock down her throat, red cup-less bra, which makes her tits sit even perkier for me, and no panties. The naughty girl has a vibrator beside her, her arms and ankles are in the hogtie restraints I bought just before everything went south, and a spanking paddle at her feet. My doll is being extra naughty tonight. I hope I can fucking last, because I feel as if I’m about to bust a nut in my boxers from just looking at her.
“Doll, you feel naughty tonight?”
I know she can’t answer me, but I see her nod her head as I stroke her cheek and down her neck. I strip off my shirt and trousers in record time. My cock is so hard it’s painful. I need to be inside her. I twist her left nipple and she rolls her head back, my doll is struggling. She has missed this as much as me. I walk around behind her, and tug on her hair so she arches her back to stick her tits out further for me. In my hand is the vibrator, and I rub it gently over each nipple. Listening to her little moans and pleads, I watch the drool spill down her chin and onto her flat stomach and it is the sexiest thing I have ever seen. I would love to take a picture of her right now. My gorgeous, fearless, strong woman is in all her glory. I know Sophie left me the paddle to spank her but with this hogtie on I can’t reach her ass. I lift the flogger instead.
“What to do to my naughty doll?” I hum in her ear as I bite her lobe.
I flog her boobs, stomach, thighs, and arms, watching her skin turn a warm pink color is amazing. How I would love to tie her up every night like this. Maybe we can try the spread eagle another night. I love how she is at my mercy and so trusting of me. I set the vibrator between her legs.
“Sit down a little, yes, good girl. Do you feel that vibrator slipping into my pussy?”
She is nodding and drooling at me. I would also bet her eyes are rolling with the need to cum.
“Don’t you dare cum on the plastic cock. You can only cum on my cock, Sophie. Do you understand?”
