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She peers at me through her long lashes, a question in her eyes and I watch as it turns to heartache again. I want to pull her off of me. Shove her in the back seat and buckle her ass in. Tell her she’s never allowed to torture me with her sweet scent, or animated eyes. Bright green and begging at me not to stop.
But she’s the princess. She’s my princess.
All the years I pushed her away, every almost kiss, or a hug that lingered too long, a brush of my hand against her soft skin when I should have never touched her. It all led to this moment, the moment that my will was pulling tight like a rubberband. The pressure is building up until it’s too much and I snap.
It’s about time I give her what she wants. My heart clenches, knowing I’m done staying away. I grab her face, forcing eye contact. I can’t stop myself when I press my mouth to her again, this time softer and more desperate.
She rolls her hips, rubbing right against my engorged shaft. I groan, desperate to know how she feels strangling my cock when she comes. Her hands pull away from my chest, and my heart continues its hard thumping as her nails scrape along the back of my head.
“Fuck it,” I say, my breaths shallow.
I slide my hand between us, gliding a knuckle against the lace of her panties right against her clit. A lump forms in my throat at how soaked she is. My finger strokes her with light movements, just enough to tease her. Right as she opens her mouth, a moan threatening to escape, I claim her mouth again, collecting the sounds of her pleasure.
She grins against my mouth when I slide her underwear to the side, allowing my fingers to tease against her soft flesh, until she’s moving against my hand, desperate for more. I slide my other hand against her back, then down until I’m squeezing one of her round cheeks, my fingers digging into the smooth curve.
It pulls another moan from her. “More,” she says through a breathy gasp.
I take her bottom lip between my teeth, savoring the taste of the vodka still on her mouth. “More what?” I ask, dragging my tongue along her delicate clavicle.
Saoirse’s hand slides to meet mine inside of her panties, and she runs one of her fingers along the one that’s teasing her. I graze along her opening, circling it but never entering her. Still, she’s determined to take what she wants from me.
She tries to force my long digit inside of her, but I don’t let her. I grin at the soft groan of frustration that leaves her lips.
“I need you, Jaime. I’ve needed you for too fucking long. Don’t make me wait anymore.”
“You’ll have me soon enough,” I say, pulling my hand from her folds, and brushing the wetness that’s on the tips of my fingers along her lips, painting her with her arousal. I move my mouth against her, darting my tongue out to lick up her earthy taste.
“So … close. I need to come. It’s been … too … long.” Saoirse’s head lolls back, her nails digging further at the back of my head. Her back arches and it brings her sweet pussy right against the zipper of my bulging cock.
“Fuck,” she hisses, using the hardness of my dick to create the friction she needs for her clit. “Jai—“ Her words cut off, her body stiffening.
“Going to come already, princess? Without me entering this tight cunt of yours?”
She shakes her head, her heavy pants stirring me on. I could tease her like this for hours, but we don’t have that luxury. “I need you inside of me. I want you to feel how badly I need you when I come.”
Saoirse’s hands fumble to undo the buckle of my leather belt, but I grip her wrists and shove them away. “You’re not ready,” I say.
She pulls her head away from me, insult written all over her pouty red lips, that surge a desire to bite them. “What does that even mean?”
I move the palm of her hand flat against the outline of my stiff cock. “I mean, you may be soaked, and your sweet pussy might ache to be filled, but this isn’t going to be how we do this for the first time.”
She opens her mouth to argue, but I silence her by plunging two fingers inside of her.
My teeth graze her chin while my fingers thrust, fucking her with a brutal pace. “I’m going to make you come, and then we’re going to go home where I can fuck you properly. Where you can scream my name until you’re passing out from pleasure. Where I can suck your swollen clit and leave my teeth marks all over you.”
She hides her face into my neck, nodding.
I stroke my hand along her back, rubbing soft circles. “I’m going to know every inch of you soon enough.”
Her thighs clench around me again, she’s so close, but I’m an asshole, so I pull out of her. Her body stiffens, a pained whimper escaping her parted lips. My heart pounds, a tingling in my balls at how frustrated her ruined release makes her.
Saoirse tosses her head back. “Now. I need you now. Please don’t make me wait anymore. I’m tired of waiting.”
I grab a tuft of her hair and yank her head back to sink my teeth into her delicate flesh.
“Pull my cock out.”
She wastes no time, frantically yanking until my belt is undone and her fingers are digging into my boxers. “Yes,” she hisses, gripping me with both hands.
