Kieran
The look of peace on Ava’s face captures me for a moment. I didn’t take the lassie. It feels like shetookme. Only in her presence does the overwhelming guilt cease its churning in my gut. I’m not the man who once owned Boston or followed my uncle’s edict over the teachings of patience, love, and hope from Da.
Cuffed, Ava leans forward and circles her tongue around the head of my cock. It bobs in her face and takes her a moment to suck an inch. I almost regret tying her up until she slurps me all the way down. Twining my fingers through her hair, I slowly work her mouth over my cock. “Youlovethis.”
The prim blow job transitions into a sloppy, enthusiastic, wet mouthfecking. My finger runs through the spit sliding down her chin and glossing her cleavage.
“Keep sucking me good,eun beag,”I groan. Eagerly, I thrust my throbbing cock in and out of Ava’s mouth. The pace picks up as I screw her magnetic face and ram my erection deep into her throat. I punish the resistance of her tonsils. At first, I was not sure if the lass sucked a dick before.
Now, she’s moaning, sounding off louder than she had been while Ifeckeddeep into her pussy. At the soft vibrating hum of her tonsils over the crown of me, I bloody break. Ava swallows globs of my cum, moaning and slurping deeply. Once done, my precious little bird collapses onto the floor, breathing heavily. Ava struggles with the handcuffs behind her back. “Will you let me—”
“No,” I settle into my seat. “I like the sight of you in cuffs. Makes your tits jut out. Should I fully undress you?”
“Hell no,” Ava grits out.
“As I suspected.” I reach out, placing my hand into the collar of Ava’s shirt. I pinch her pointy nipples almost playfully.
Her foot kicks out, way too slow to cause any damage.
“Still got a bit of fire in you, I see.”
“Fuck you, Kieran.”
“Alright, let’s arrange that.” I stand up, gripping Ava and draping her over my shoulder. My mouth presses a soft kiss at her ass, and her bound fists batter my lower back.
“Kier—”
“Relax, I’ve a discrete way to get to your bedroom. I watched you sleep a couple of times. Didn’t even have to break down the door. Bet you never had a single idea, eh?”
For a faint moment, the battery pauses. “Really?”
“Yeah, really,really.”
* * *
Ten minutes later, I place Ava at the edge of her bed and kneel between her thighs. “See, did we pass a single soul?” I ask, running my finger over the inside of her wrist. The steel cuff has marked her skin.
“No. But walking inside of the walls of this manor was a bit creepy.”
I move around to get a good look at her, brow cocked. My eyes glower howthat was a joke.Her bonny brown gaze darts away. I remove her tennis shoes one at a time then her thick, cotton socks. Sighing, Ava stretches out her feet. Her beautiful, slender arches make me want to pop one of her toes into my mouth. Instead, I retrieve the key from my back pocket and uncuff her hands from behind her back.
Although her gaze is appreciative, a peaceful silence transcends the room. I run my hands over her thighs then press a few kisses over her cheek. “I’m gonnafeckyou now, Ava.”
In a subdued whisper, our mouths a fraction away, Ava asks, “What’s my challenge now?”
With a huffed exhale, I retort, “You may keep mum all you’d like,eun beag.Just tell me when to stop.”
Dread flashes in Ava’s eyes.Feckme. I truly picked the lass with a screwed-up mentality. She’ll never scream her approval; never say she loves my dick slamming deep into her cunt. Well, toughshite. Her pussy rains more than the highlands in wintertime, even if she’s too tenacious to beg.
With steady strokes in and out of Ava, I work her into a frenzy. While she’s moaning my name, I pull out and rub the delicious sweets over her nipples, cleaning the sugary nectar with my mouth and tongue.
I almost cum right there. But with Ava losing her mind, I slowly alternate to flicking her nipples with my tongue. Once she’s shaking beneath my touch, my cock slides into her incredible cunt.
I pull Ava up, grabbing her by her hair then shift position. Relentless, I twist her body this way then force it that way until I’m satisfied. She groans and begs me to stop, which is nice. That’s how I know the lassie isn’t mute when wefeck.
I flip Ava back over, eager to see her face. With her fingers curled into the sheets and mine anchored over the headboard, our bodies increase speed. Her inner walls twist around me. It feels like I buried my cock in my highest-paying product—cocaine. I’m desperate to stay sheathed in her pussy. My cockhead punches Ava’s cervix until tears streak down her face, and her legs shake. I slam harder into her. She goes rigid, body clenched in a frenzy. As her orgasm sends an ocean around my cock, Ava breaks down. Back arched, she cries at each possessed thrust, her channel dripping wet. With her breath heavy and pussy pulsating, Ava fights her orgasm.
“Say my name, little bird,” I threaten between pumps. “Say my name like you did on the beach.”