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I licked my lips, and his cock jerked as I stared at it.
“Impress me,acushla,and I won’t take you over my knee,” he warned.
My pussy convulsed. My fingers twitched, and I only just held myself back from reaching in between my thighs and caressing my clit until I came once again. I opened my mouth, edging forward a bit as I approached the monster that jutted in front of me.
“I’ve never done this before,” I blushingly admitted. My cheeks flamed so hot that I thought that they might have actually caught fire. Maybe they matched my bottom, but there was a certain glint in his eyes that told me that he probably liked that, too.
“I’m going to enjoy taking a great many firsts from you, Ada, including this one. Now, worship my cock with those pretty lips before I decide to use my belt on your bright red ass,” he demanded, his dominance making me sway back and forth with uncontrollable arousal.
I nodded, not knowing what to say. He pushed his pelvis forward as I opened my mouth wider, exploring the head of his cock first with my tongue. I followed the ridge at the head of his cock with the tip first, enjoying the deep groan that emerged from him.
I grew a little bolder, circling my lips around the girthy head. His cock stretched my mouth a bit wider than was comfortable, and I secretly hoped that I would get used to it. I wasn’t sure if I would. The wider I opened, the more my jaw ached, but I kept going anyway.
The sweet taste of my own arousal mixing with his raw masculinity was more magnificent than I cared to admit. I squirmed a bit more, only just recognizing that my fingers had trailed closer to the cusp of my thighs.
I tried to keep them still and focused my efforts on taking more of him in my mouth. It was difficult to forget his sheer size as I closed my lips around him and started to suckle him like it wasn’t my first time. I knew enough to keep my teeth drawn back. Swirling my tongue around his girth was a bit harder than I’d anticipated, but the longer I went at it, the more confident I began to feel.
I dared to raise my eyes to his to find him watching me. My fingers twitched, and I smiled, or at least as much as I could smile with his big cock in my mouth. In an open act of challenge, I reached between my legs and lightly caressed my clit. I bucked immediately, not prepared for how sensitive it was from all the pleasure he’d already wrenched from me.
“Keep your hand there, naughty girl. You’ll come for me again with my cock deep inside this pretty little throat.”
I whimpered around his cock, unable to keep quiet as my fingers lightly circled over my clit. I looked up at him with pleading eyes, but the dark gleam only deepened. With my backside still stinging, I sucked his cock to the best of my ability while teasing myself to the edge. Hesitant to push myself over the brink, I held back a bit and tried to work his cock with even more enthusiasm.
He groaned and my clit pulsed so hard I almost came. The sound of my moan was stifled by his thick girth, and a harsh shudder raced down my spine.
“Don’t you dare hold back, little girl. If you don’t come by the time my seed spurts down your throat, I’ll spank that sensitive little pussy bright pink,” he warned, and that was enough to send me sailing straight over the edge into orgasm.
My muscles tensed, rippling with overwhelming sensation. I tried to do my best not to clench my jaw or bare my teeth, or to do anything that ruined it for him, but when his cock turned to straight iron steel in my mouth, I knew he was close. I screamed with the bliss of my climax, and I could feel his cock throb on my tongue. I whimpered and all at once, his come spurted deep into my mouth.
I opened my throat and started to swallow. To be honest, I’d never thought swallowing a man’s come would be something I’d ever do, but it just seemed natural. The taste of him was sweet, bitter, and entirely him. I savored every last drop as the tremors from my own climax started to quell.
Much more leisurely now, he pumped his cock into my mouth, and I did my best to clean off the shaft as best I could. My body was trembling, and I realized I had yet to pull my hand away from my pussy. I settled it there and raised my eyes to his, looking to him for direction.
I didn’t know what had come over me. Whatever it was felt good.
“That’s my good girl,” he purred.
With careful intent, he pulled out of my lips and reached down, gathering me in his arms and lifting me as though I weighed nothing at all. He carried me to the bed and laid me down before curling up behind me. The warmth of his body against mine felt especially nice, and I was far too blissfully exhausted to resist fully enjoying his embrace. I closed my eyes.
This had been well worth the wait.
CHAPTER4
Shane Kavanagh
Ada Murphy was the epitome of perfection. Not only was she fully capable of taking care of herself, but she was impressively independent, highly intelligent, and breathtakingly beautiful. She was the whole package.
Any man would be lucky to have her.
When I’d walked into Murphy’s and saw her sitting at the bar, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. Immediately, my mind took me back to the coast of Ireland, imagining the two of us walking together hand in hand along the rocky shore. My father had sent me to live with my grandparents in Dublin, while he ruled the streets of Boston. His intention had been to keep me safe from his enemies until I came of age.
I remembered how the salty sea air had whipped her long burgundy locks around her shoulders as she’d turned to face me, the soft light of sunset sparkling in those deep green, soulful eyes. We’d both been so young back then, naïve to the dangers of life and what a future in our families truly meant. We’d just been excited to know that our fathers had arranged for us to be married when we became of age. They had meant to keep us apart until the day of the wedding, but the two of us had ended up finding each other one night in a dark ally in Don Laoghire, and we’d tried to get to know each other as best we could in a single night.
She’d been much softer back then, maybe even a bit shy, but once she let her guard down a little, I realized that she had a firecracker hidden inside of her. I’d been enamored, and I hadn’t been able to help but kiss her that night.
I’d promised her the world once the two of us were man and wife.
I hadn’t known that her parents would be murdered a short time after that night in a turf war between the Gallaghers and the Murphys. I definitely hadn’t known that her brothers would decide to move to Boston, away from the tragedy that had surrounded their family on the streets of Dublin.
