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Using one of my last stores of energy, I rocked my hips back, trying to show him that I wanted him to come without explicitly begging for it.
“You came very hard for me, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” I whimpered. There was no hiding the exhaustion in my voice. It took my entire focus just to get the word out of my mouth. My heart felt like it was in my throat and my body was slicked with a sheen of sweat. Every muscle in my body was trembling from over sensitization, and there was nothing I could do to conceal that either.
“I’m going to give you a choice now, Ada. I’m going to come, but it’s either going to be in this tight little pussy or in that pretty red-lipped mouth,” he demanded.
I blushed hard.
“I’m not on birth control… I… I thought you’d use a condom,” I admitted, my cheeks heating at the insinuation. I didn’t know why telling him that made me blush. Maybe it was the knowledge that my only other choice was to have him come inside my mouth or risk a baby even more than I already had.
“Then I’ll come in your mouth this time,acushla,but once you’ve said your vows, I’m going to put a baby in your belly,” he growled.
My world stopped, everything careening to a halt the moment he uttered that single Gaelic word. No one had called me that for more than ten years.
There was only one man that would.
ShaneKavanagh.
Without missing a beat, he reached around my waist and circled his fingers over my clit with a sort of rough dominance that forced another orgasm to emerge from deep down in the pit of my soul. I screamed, my voice hoarse and shaky with pain, pleasure, exhaustion, and complete surrender. I writhed on his cock as he fucked me to within an inch of my life. He made sure my orgasm was long over before he pulled free from my body, lifted me off the bed, and deposited me on my knees on the plush carpet beside the bed.
He stood in front of me, his hard cock jutting out from between his legs, and I gasped, blushing at the glistening wetness all over its steel surface. He didn’t need to tell me how much of that was my own arousal. I already knew.
“Shane,” I murmured, my voice trembling with realization.
“You thought you’d never see me again, didn’t you,acushla?”
Truth be told, he was right. Shane Kavanagh was a name I thought I would never speak again, let alone kneeling before him about to take his cock inside my mouth after the most thorough fucking and first ever spanking of my life.
The nicknameacushlawas an Irish Gaelic adaptation of a more traditional phrase that quite literally meant ‘vein of my heart.’ The last time I’d heard that word had been from his lips before my family and I had left Dublin after our parents had died.
On the night of our first kiss.
I’d pushed that part of my memory so deep inside me that I hadn’t recognized him or even his first name. He’d never mentioned his last name, but he didn’t need to tell me. I knew who he was now.
Shane Kavanagh was the heir to one of the most powerful Irish mafia families besides us here in Boston, and my marriage to him had been arranged when I was still a girl by my father.
His palm cupped my face, and he trailed his thumb across my lower lip as I stared up at him, finally understanding why he had been so bold with me in the first place. He carried the same type of power that I did within my own family. He held the kind of position in this city that knew no bounds, and he didn’t care what it took to get it.
Maybe that included me, too.
Long ago, my father had arranged the marriage, but with moving away from Dublin to Boston, I had thought the possibility of it actually coming to fruition had been thrown to the wayside. My brothers weren’t going to force me down the aisle. They protected me with a savage kind of brutality, and if there was even a hint of unhappiness from me, they did their best to fix it or handle it for me.
My father had been traditional, and there had been some initial worry about the match when we’d first come here, but Shane had never materialized and come calling for me, so it had fallen to the wayside. I hadn’t known that he was even here in Boston until this moment.
“I didn’t,” I whispered softly.
“It’s been a long time, hasn’t it,acushla?”
I nodded, my body still throbbing from the countless climaxes he had rendered from my body with humbling ease.
I could still remember the last time he’d said it. I glared up at him, and he grinned, clearly amused with himself. The whole story I’d told him earlier about my first kiss had been him. When he’d pulled away and cupped my face just like he was now, he’d said the pet name with as much love and adoration as he said it with now.
“Open your mouth,acushla. You’re going to suck my cock like the needy little slut you are, and then you’re going to swallow everything I give you like a good girl, aren’t you?”
I blushed. I couldn’t keep still. I’d sat back on my heels and squirmed, unable to keep my eyes off the throbbing club that was his massive cock.
What took me by surprise at that moment was that I wanted to do it. I’d never once sucked a man’s cock in my life. I had never wanted to. But right now, I craved nothing more than to take him in my mouth and show him that I actually wanted to get on my knees for him.
