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She’s a good Irish woman, and she’ll keep you in line, that’s for fucking sure.
Never. He downed his drink and stood up. I’m off to find a girl that doesn’t want to accidentally kill me.
When he was finally out of sight, I headed back inside and walked up the stairs toward my room. I opened it slowly and quietly closed it before locking it.
She was asleep in my bed and curled up on my side, completely naked. I took off my clothes and didn’t even have to think about anything ; I was ready to fuck her.
I was so hard, and it was all from the anticipation she built downstairs. I crawled under the covers behind her and licked my palm before slipping it between her thighs to get her ready for me.
She squirmed against my touch, and I grinned smugly as fuck at the realization between her legs. She was already so fucking wet and primed for me. I wondered if she was dreaming about what I’d do to her or if she touched herself before I came.
I pulled my hand away from her thighs and wrapped it around her throat gently.
Oisin. She whispered desperately, then gasped as I pushed inside of her. Fuck.
Fuck is right. You’re so wet, baby. Were you thinking of me ?
I was dreaming of you fucking me.
How nice of Daddy to make your dream a reality.
She mewled against me, pushing her ass back into me, and I clasped her hip and pinned her in place.
I’ll fuck you at my own pace. Don’t be stingy, wife.
I moved even slower, and she made needy and whiny sounds. I kept my hand around her neck to keep track of her pulse. Last night was too rough, and I wanted to be gentler with her, show her I could go slow for her.
I don’t know if it was the smartest thing to do because it hurt to hold back, but I wanted her all pathetic and eager for me like this. I felt prideful knowing she was just as unquenchable for me, just as rapacious for me to fuck her.
I felt her hands dig into my skin, and she moaned louder when I fucked her deeper yet maintained this slow pace. I could feel her walls clenching around me, letting me know she was close, but she would hold it.
Don’t cum without my permission, I demanded, and she cried out in frustration.
Please. I need more. She pleaded, and it annihilated my self-control.
I rolled her over, so she was face first into the pillows, climbed on top of her, ensured my weight wasn’t crushing her down and unleashed the beast as I really began fucking her. Her hands went over mine at the side of her head, and she held onto me as I pounded into her faster.
My hips slammed down into her as I fucked her with unrestrained force, with resenting and unforgivable strokes. She was nothing but something to use for my pleasure.
Her cunt was a mere hole for me to use and fill with my cum. I could hear her begging for more, and my name slipped out of her lips, and it was painfully beautiful to hear.
Fuck, you feel so good. I whimpered. Fuck, so fucking good.
My head fell back in pleasure, in agony. It hurt to hold back, and now that I had no will, I knew I’d never stop. I’d keep fucking this woman until the day I die. I wanted to die with my cock buried inside her.
I’d never get bored of her or tired of the same woman, and I knew the love I had for Elena was never-ending, interminable. Not even Death could take me away from her.
Nothing could ever take me away from her. She was the only woman in my entire life that I’d worship, cherish, and love until my very last dying breath.
Cum with Daddy, baby. Coat my dick. I shouted.
I couldn’t even think about anything else but fucking her until she was pregnant. I came immediately inside her. I groaned as I emptied myself inside her warm cunt. Fuck, it felt so good to mark her from the inside out like this.
Her orgasm was right after mine, and it was explosive. I could hear her making little sounds as she shook beneath me, and her hands were now gripping mine as she gasped and panted. I kissed her shoulders and down her back but didn’t pull out immediately.
She sighed and turned her cheek so I could see her eyes. I miss you, and you’re right here with me. She whispered.
I kissed her softly. I miss you, and you’re right here with me, I repeated.
Her hand came up, and she cradled my cheeks before tugging me down to her face. She kissed me desirously, and I pulled out when she rolled onto her back so we could kiss better. Her legs wound around my waist, and she yanked me further down to her.
You’re insatiable, I whispered.
Seems like it. The day you fucked me with your gun was the first time I ever had an orgasm. After that, you broke the dam, and now I’m greedy for every sexual experience we share.
I knew that fucker never gave you one, I said cockily. It makes me wonder whether I shouldn’t have killed him.
Really ? She asked.
I snorted. No, not really. He took your virginity, so I took his life. It’s only fair.
In that case, who took your virginity ?
Her name is Shauna Walsh. We were seventeen and stupid. Also, I’m sure I made her cry because I couldn’t last longer than two minutes.
Elena burst into a fit of laughter and smacked my chest in exaggeration.
Poor Shauna.
She laughed harder, and I glared at her as I rolled to the other side of the bed.
It’s not that funny. I’m much better at it now.
She scoffed. No shit. You’re forty-six years old, Oisin. You’ve had plenty of experience. Of course, you’re much better at it now. I had one guy, Tito.
Yeah, but you wanted that other guy, Marcelo. You liked him.
I did like him. He was my first crush.
And your last, I said, determined, and she scoffed as she rolled her eyes. It’s just you and me against the world, mo ghra amhain. We’re destined to be together.
Elena
Hey, Elena. Liam greeted me when I walked into the kitchen.
Liam. Oisin told me you’d be here already. I smiled as I walked past him to get to the coffee machine. Coffee ? I asked, and he lifted his glass cup, which was visibly filled with Whiskey.
These Irish men and their Whiskey.
Of course, why do I bother ?
He laughed and took a sip. Is Aofie still with her tutor ?
She finishes in a bit, but then she has horse-riding lessons.
He cocked a brow, amused. That’s new.
I nodded. Yeah, she asked her dad if he could get her a horse the other night. So, of course, Oisin bought her a pony the next second and said he knew a guy who could teach her. So, she’ll be busy today and every other day with her new riding lessons.
Good for her. He cheered. Where is my cousin ?
He should be coming down any minute. He’s getting dressed. So where are you two off to today ? I asked, and he set his cup down and twirled it on the counter.
Just work. You know. Business stuff. He mumbled, barely meeting my eyes.
I bit the urge to laugh at his apprehensiveness but admired his loyalty to my husband.
Liam, you don’t have to be all jittery about it. He told me he was heading out to his clubs and whatever other establishments he owns to check on everything. It’s fine.
He let out a loud sigh of relief. That’s good. Yeah, we have a long day ahead of us, but we only head out to the strip clubs when we have to-
Strip clubs ? I cut him off, the word strip ripping through my ears like knives.
Shit, Liam swore, his face paling.
I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned against the counter. How many strip clubs does he check on ?
I don’t think I should answer that. Liam stammered fearfully.
He should be afraid. He should be very afraid of what I would do to his precious lying bastard of a cousin.
Hey, ready to go. Oisin chose this moment to walk into the kitchen.
There he was. The fucking liar himself.
He smiled when he saw me and came to kiss me, but I moved my face. No way he thinks he’s going to kiss me right now.
You didn’t say anything about strip clubs. I confronted him.
He narrowed his eyes at Liam, who shrunk in his seat. I said, clubs. I assumed you knew.
I stood firm in my stance as I glared at him. But I was not backing down.
You assumed wrong.
He gave me a look that almost resembled surprise. Like he didn’t expect me to make such a big deal. That only fueled my anger.
It’s not a big deal. I own a few. He said calmly.