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When he groaned as I slipped my lips along his shaft, finding the same rope-like veins and the thick flesh that I’d explored with my tongue, I lost myself in the moment. Lost myself in his pleasure.
His hands came to my hair, and he tugged and pulled, his hips bucking as I tuned into him, wanting to ease his concerns, to give him an escape from the intensity of the past few days.
He wasn’t gentle, but neither was I. I nipped and sucked, using the thick saliva that coated his cock to take him as far down my throat as I could. When I nuzzled my nose in his groin, I sucked in air that was scented of him and was pretty sure I’d just gotten high.
With a gasp, I pulled back, releasing all of him, and though his hands encouraged me to return, I didn’t. I pressed his length against his belly, and let my tongue trace that thick padded flesh which ran down the underside of his erection. I shuddered when he did, then moaned when he grabbed both my hands and twisted them to the side so I couldn’t move them.
I squirmed, shifting slightly so that I could dig my heel into my pussy, letting me grind against it as I started to lick his balls. When he grabbed them and lifted them with his free hand, I nuzzled into them, weakly struggling against the hold he had on my wrists, not to escape, just to test him.
Knowing he’d shackle me to him until the end of time, I wanted that.
Needed that.
Cravedthat.
He growled as I pulled one ball into my mouth, sucking down hard on it before I gifted the other with the same treatment. His hips bucked, and I groaned, loving his taste, needing more, needing all of it. Lips traversing the length of his shaft once more, I slipped them around the tip, and sank back down. This time, I bobbed my head fast, wanting his cum, demanding it.
Just because I let him order me around didn’t mean that I couldn’t do the same.
This particular Irish Mob boss needed a lady boss, and I was more than willing to take that job.
When he came, his seed slaloming into my mouth, I swallowed as quickly as I could. Jizz was never going to taste like Cherry Twizzlers, but fuck, if it could taste good, his did. Which was how I knew I was a goner. For real.
He growled as I took everything, sinking it back like fine wine, and he grabbed my hair again, tightened his grip on my wrists, and bucked into me as he thrust my mouth deeper around him. I gagged, but I groaned too, loving that his control broke as he rode those final few waves, and loving that I did this to him.
When he let go of me, I knew I probably looked a mess, but his hands released me, and they cupped my cheeks before drifting down so he could press his thumbs against the various hickeys that concealer wasn’t doing that great a job of hiding, touching me as if I were the most precious thing in his world.
Maybe I was.
Maybe I wanted to be that.
He stunned me by kissing me again, thrusting his tongue against mine the second I parted my lips. Apparently Aidan hadn’t received the memo that guys didn’t kiss once a girl had given them head, but then, why would he do anything the normal way?
Hallelujah.
