Page 25 of Innocent Revenge


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“N-no?”

“You can do better than this, Caitlin.”

Always so eager to please, she flattens her tongue and takes a long lick up my shaft.

“That’s it, I knew you could do better.”

Encouraged by my praise, she licks my length while I grunt and praise her.

“Now, suck it like an ice lolly.”

Her freckles pop as her face turns red, but she widens her mouth and wraps her lips around my crown. I grunt in pleasure, yet it’s almost comical, her mouth completely stuffed and stretched around my cockhead, her eyes franticand panicky.

“Here, look at me.” She lifts her gaze and as I frame her cheeks with my hands and smile down at her, the panic evaporates. My chest expands.Thisis power. I control this young woman. Finbar’s daughter.

Gently, I rock my hips, sliding no more than an inch in and out of her mouth, careful not to scare her. I need her trust to lead her to the pit of immorality. All the things I’m going to do to her – make her do – before I’m finished with her.

“That’s it, suck gently. Use your tongue. Careful with your teeth.”

I want to stave off my pending orgasm, but I’ve never been more turned on in my life. I watch my cock glide in and out past Caitlin’s lips. The pressure is building at the bottom of my spine. I can’t hold back any longer. I breathe harshly through gritted teeth and pull out. She gasps for air.

“What do you do when Father Murray gives you the Holy Communion?” My voice is scratchy as I pump up and down my length in front of her face. “You’re on your knees, your mouth open, and your tongue out for him to place the sacramental bread. Do that now, Caitlin, accept my sacrament.” I swear under my breath when she does exactly as I tell her. She’s so innocent, pure, and I’m going to dirty Finbar’s good little girl. She flinches when the first spurt of cum hits her tongue. I grab her jaw, keeping her still.

“Keep that mouth open, take what Daddy gives you.” I grunt and my obedient servant does just that.

A thick rope lands on her top lip, another square on her tongue. I push my cock back into her mouth. “Swallow,” I rasp, and she does, swallowing over and over until the last drop of cum has dribbled out of my cock. I slip out of her mouth, sated and light-headed. I gather the cum on her lip with myfinger and she sucks it clean.

“You’re such a good girl. Such a good girl.”

“Thank you… Daddy.”

My chest expands at that one word.

I help her to her feet and clear my throat. “We best get back upstairs.”

She nods and as I tuck myself in, her delicate fingers fix her bra and start fastening the many buttons on her blouse.

“From now on, you can call me Aidan in the office, but Daddy when I teach you how to sin.” She beams up at me and I can’t help but kiss her swollen lips, deep long kisses that soon bring on another stirring in my cock. Only then do I stop.

“That’s a long enough break for you, young lady.”

I gaze around the shop, taking in the dark mahogany wood and emerald velvet, the carpet a dark red and blue pattern. I’ve tried to persuade Finbar to brighten the place, make it more modern to bring in younger customers, but as always, he’s unable to see our potential.‘Claddagh rings sell – don’t change a winning formula.’Well, that winning formula is slowly killing me, but after what I just did to his daughter in this shop, the dark walls seem strangely brighter.

I pinch Caitlin’s chin. “Back to your drawings. Make me some designs that will bring this dusty old shop to life.”

15

Caitlin

Guilt and excitement are fighting in my belly. I’ve never been this conflicted.

I stand outside the church, my feet cemented to the ground. I should go in and confess what I’ve done. It’s not right to keep omitting what’s transpiring between Aidan and me. My gaze descends from the tall spire down to the parked dark blue Mercedes-Benz. Mum’s car. I wouldn’t put it past her to listen in to my confession – she’s done that before.

On a deep inhale that is so shaky my body trembles, I turn around – turn my back to the church. I wholeheartedly believe in God, but right now, the church isn’t a safe haven. I furrow my brows. Was the church ever a safe haven or always a place that instilled fear and obedience?

It’s less than a ten minute walk to my home. Mum comes from a wealthy family. When my grandparents died, my uncle Edward got the family estate in County Kildare, and Mum got this massive house on Ailsbury Road, tucked in between embassy residents. Houses here hardly ever come up for sale, and when they do, they go for sinful lot of money – their largegrounds and close proximity to the city centre make them really desirable.

Mum loves to entertain and show off our beautiful house. An invitation to her mulled wine and mince pie Christmas gathering is almost as sought after as the houses on this road. There’s hardly any mulled wine or mince pies served though – champagne and caviar are better descriptions of the catering as guests marvel at Mum’s latest home improvements.

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