My fist sinks into Ava’s hair, and I’ve her in a position to look her in the eye. “I don’tfeckingwant to calm—”
“Shhhh.” Her tongue dips out, trailing over my tensed lips, darting into my mouth, and tangling with my own.
“I’m—”
“Shut up, Kieran, or I’ll shove your face in my pussy.”
I snort. “Wench.”
While I’m holding her face back, hand tightening around her hair, Ava encircles her hands around my throat. “Wench is fine. If it’s the other rhyming word, you’ll wish you’d face-planted in my sex. You got that?”
I laugh.
Ava starts up from her knees. I tighten my grip on her hair and place my knees around the wee portion of her waist, jailing her in. “Where thefeckdo you think you’re going?”
“To eat,” she grits, eyes twinkling. “You ran through the house like it was beneath you. Maybe sit a while, reconsider your behavior.”
“Alright, I’ve thought about it. In the grand scheme of things, it seems I’ve overreacted. I’ve slept in worse places. My sister, no.”
“Oye Dios,Kier, I’m drawn to you. It’s a sickness—no remedy.” Still holding her soft hands around my neck, Ava squeezes my throat and captures my mouth in a kiss that quickly spirals. The lassie seeks control, and something in me has a hunger to bequeath it to her. Taking charge, she makes quick work of the buttons on my shirt.
With her tongue thrusting into my ear, she orders, “Beg me to suck your dick, Kieran.”
“Beg?” I hiss. With a deep aversion, I’ve suddenly changed my mind. I glower at our meager accommodations. Antarctica will sink into the pits of hell before I let a woman control me. Especially in the bed where Brennan whacks his wee pecker, no less. I’m not a fickle lad, but a second later, primal lust roars through my body. I’ve changed my mind again as Ava’s eyelids hood, heavy lashes fanning across her cheeks. Her fingers burn red hot against my chest. I tell myself that when she’s on her knees worshipping my cock, I’ve all thefeckingcontrol in the world. She leans in, tongue darting out to tease and follow the same path of her fingertips on my chest.
“Kieran, I’m dying for you.” she groans, coming back up to grip my hair and force my neck to the side.
Torturous nibbles send my toes curling underneath in my boots. “Wrap those bonny lips around my cock, little bird.”
I’m mesmerized by the plump curves of her mouth as she speaks. “There’s nothing more I want than to suck your dick, Kieran.” She unzips my pants and removes my pulsing, rock-hard cock. Precum spreads around my cockhead as Ava’s thumb trails languid circles.
“Ava,” I snarl her name like one would if he were something a little less than human and more than animal.
“You’re not begging,” she moans, eyes flickering up with a triumphant flare in the chocolate pools of them.
“Should I force you?” My thumb brushes across her pouty lips then over thehappywee crease at the side. Feckme.“Please, Ava.” I grow hoarse.
When she finally obeys, my chest puffs up, airways filled with oxygen. Ava works me into her mouth until a lovely glob of saliva drips onto the head of my cock. The tension in the muscles at my neck and shoulders slide loose. Ava’s pink tongue circles the tip of my cock, making my entire head glisten.
Rolling my shoulders, I let out a deep groan of desire. “That’s right, little bird, suck me good.”
She slides her warm, wet mouth over the crown of me, tasting my pre-cum
“Best thing I ever tasted, Kier,” she moans, pretty lips never leaving my dick. Ava’s lips tighten around my long, thick shaft as she tries to stuff me down her throat.
Growling impatiently, I tangle my hands in her tresses, savagely thrusting my swollen cock deeper into her mouth. With the thrust of my hips, I assault the back of her throat. As I defile her mouth, an unadulterated groan forces through my gritted teeth. Her thick, curly strands slip from my fingers as I grow rigid. Drool drips down the corners of Ava’s mouth, and she twirls a finger through it, dipping it back into her mouth. It’s enough to make me explode until she smiles, too sweet for my taste.Feckingseductress. “Who’s in charge, Kier?”
My fist tightens. “Me.”
“Tsk, I thought you’d say that.” My chest rises and falls rapidly while her eyes never leave mine. But whatfeckingleaves me?
That hot, sweet mouth of hers. She’s pressing kisses down the base of my cock and stopping at mybaws. Ava’s wicked tongue flutters and twines magic. I don’t know what hits me until her breasts are loose, and her soft tits stroke the base while she sucks the head.
“Right . . . there, little bird!”
I grab her cheeks to ram her mouth over my cock when she growls, “Hands!”
“Grrrr!” A primitive groan breaks from the depths of my chest. I remove my hands from her body, creating tight fists at my sides. “Right . . .fecking. . . there, Ava!”