Holy hell. Who wasshe? I like her, whoever she was. She can inhabit my mouth any time she wants. A rush of pleasure courses through me at my act of defiance. As much as I enjoyed him being bossy, I think I will enjoy taunting him more.
He freezes at my words, lifting his head. My nipple slips out of his mouth, and I automatically miss the bite of pain and the pleasure he was causing to shoot through me. His face flashes with anger at my words.
“What did ye say?”
I can hear the warning in his tone, but even though I’m stretched wide as he’s buried balls deep in me, I still raise my chin, my eyes meeting his. I’ve found my power, and I’m not about to back down.
“I said, I might submit, but I won’teverenjoy it.”
His lips twist into a smirk.
“I thought that’s what ye said,” he murmurs. I shiver at the danger in his tone. His handsome face is hard. “Well, if ye aren’t even going to try to enjoy this, I won’t waste my time pleasuring ye. This will be for me only.”
Oh. Maybe my plan backfired. Shit. Seamus withdraws, kneeling between my thighs as he flips me over. A large hand presses between my shoulder blades, forcing my chest and shoulders into the mattress as he tugs my hips and ass into the air, moving me up on my knees.
I jolt forward, my face pressing into the mattress as he slams into me from behind. It’s even deeper than before, and it’s only just shy of painful. Oh god. So full.
Seamus presses harder between my shoulder blades as he speaks.
“Keep yer head down and take it,” he grunts, his hand disappearing from my back. He grips my hips with both hands as he starts to move, withdrawing almost fully before slamming back in to the hilt.
His pace is fast and brutal, pistoning in and out, and I press my face into the mattress, my orgasm building. Oh, I’m going to take it all right. I’m going to seize it with both hands and ride this baby all the way to pleasure city.
I have no idea how the hell my body is enjoying this. He’s treating me like a whore, and I’m on the verge of coming. I should be horrified, but I’m not. If this is going to be my life, at least the sex will be ah-mazing.
My mind is consumed by the feeling of him pounding into me again and again, his fingers digging painfully into the flesh at my hips, his grunts of exertion, and his small groans of pleasure. The wet sounds of our coupling, since I’m so fucking turned on from this right now.
Fuckingyes.
I shatter, screaming as I bite down into the sheet in front of my face. So this is what it feels like to come during sex. It’s pretty fucking incredible. I don’t care how I got here. I’m just glad I have arrived.
The aftershocks of my orgasm continue as Seamus keeps pumping until he finally groans his release, collapsing beside me. My knees give out when he’s not holding me in position anymore, and my hips slide down as I lie prone on the bed, my legs trembling. His voice cuts through the air, over the top of my breathy pants, and his tone is mocking. I can’t help but smile into the sheet.
“I thought ye weren’t going to enjoy it.”
SEAMUS
Holy fuck, I’ve married a fucking wildcat. Glancing over, the sexy little nightie is covering her ass again, such as it is. The thing is practically see-through. Not that I’m complaining.
When I came upstairs, I thought she might still be in her wedding dress, and I had a notion of cutting the fucking thing off her. But Niall told me she asked him to help her undress.
I have to give the man credit. He didn’t even flinch when my fist crashed into his jaw. After rubbing it, he clarified that he merely unzipped the top half until she could reach the zipper herself, made sure he wasn’t looking when he did it, and he didn’t touch her. So I only punched him once.
I pulled back the covers to wake her up and spank the shit out of her ass for approaching one of my lads like that. But my brain had frozen at the sight, and she woke up, doing the sexiest little tempting stretch, all lace and legs and tits thrusting, and I was naked and in the bed with her before I could think.
Jesus fuck, she was so fucking wet for me as I finger fucked her, and I was assaulted with thoughts that maybe this marriage thing wouldn’t be so fucking bad after all.
Christ, she’s got a fucking mouth on her. I smirk at the thought. I never thought it would be sexy to have a woman mouthing off at me while my fingers were buried inside her.
But damn, if her defiance didn’t turn me the fuck on. I intended to teach her a lesson when she told me she wouldn’t ever enjoy our time together in bed. I intended to take my pleasure and leave her wanting.
But the fucking wildcat got off on that. I could feel her pussy clenching down on my dick, and I contemplated reaching around to pinch her clit, but I told her I wasn’t going to offer her any pleasure at all, and I couldn’t go back on my word on the first fucking night. That would set a bad fucking example. But sheshattered,and I was fucking done.
Tiggy ignores my taunt, her legs trembling until I hear her breathing change as she falls asleep. Smirking into the darkness, I reach down, snagging the covers with my hand and pulling them up over us both.
I’ve never fucking slept in a bed with someone before. I don’t invite the women I fuck into my bed, and I leave theirs the minute I’m done. So this is a new experience for me.
I’m not sure I like having someone here, making noises as they breathe and shift in their sleep.