Page 5 of Lucky In Love

“Shit look at that little swollen button. That’s right baby. Keep wiggling. Keep struggling. Every time you move, I push deeper inside of you.” She closes her eyes and keens when I finish and follow that with her nipple in my mouth. I rub her tiny button, trying to ease some of her ache. Her pussy feels like heaven wrapped around me.

“Oisín, I can’t. I can’t.” She whines, her head rolling back and forth.

“You can and you will baby. Your fucking pussy is squeezing me so tight. I knew it would be like this. SHIT!!!” I don’t mean to yell, but holy fuck. “I won’t move, I swear until you tell me I can.” I kiss her all over her face and mouth, whispering how beautiful and sweet she is. I tell her how good she is doing and how happy I am to be holding her in my arms. For fucks sake she better be ready in a few seconds, because if it takes longer than that I might make an asshole of myself. As it is, my arms are barely holding me up. Sweat beading down my face.

I continue to kiss and play with her clit until I feel her wiggle a bit beneath me, and her pussy begins to flutter.

“It's ok. I need you to move now.” She says kissing me on my neck. Thank fuck.

“Are you sure?” she nods, continuing to squirm.

I make my way in and out of her slowly and deliberately. My mouth has yet to leave hers.

“Oisín. Move faster. It feels so good.”

“Yes baby. You feel so good.” Her legs wrap around my waist giving me the perfect grip. When I pull her ass further down onto my cock she opens her mouth in a silent scream, and I know then that she was made for me. She is taking every single inch and fucking relishing in it.

“Oh, shit Oisín. I cannot take it anymore. But I don’t want you to stop.” I am unhinged. My cock moves in and out of her like a madman, and there is no slowing me down until we come. Over and over, I hear the smacking of our flesh as my balls hit her asshole. The hard and wet mixed with her screams and moans are a complete pleasure of torture.

“It hurts. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Fuck me. Fuck me.” Shit! Her mouth hits right in the last string of control I have, and I lose my shit.

“NEVER.GOING.TO.STOP. MINE.” I enunciate each word with a thrust until I feel the pressure from my head drain itself into my balls. I can no longer hold on. Her clit becomes my focus.

“Oisín!!!”

“It’s ok. I got you baby. Just let go. Cum all over my cock so I can make you a mama and me a daddy” A few more thrusts and it's like the fourth of July. I swear lights are glowing everywhere. We come together with a mix of grunts and absolute love.

“YES!” she screams into my mouth.

“FUCK BABY. FUCK YES!!!”

Quaking and shaking together. I am half out of my mind, but I have enough presence of mind to roll her on top of me keeping my cock inside of her so none of my seed comes out. Her aftershocks are impressive. I am pretty shaken up myself. I have never experienced something like that in my life. But forever with her means I will for the rest of my life.

Chapter Seven

Móirín

Oh, my goodness. My body is so sore. But this bed is so freaking comfortable. I haven’t slept this long in… well ever. Stretching, I wince as muscles I didn’t know I had ache and throb. Nothing more than the part between my legs that he couldn’t stay out of last night. I can’t count how many times he fucked me, made love to me and owned me during the course of the night and part of the morning. Each time he would apologize for not giving me time to heal, but in the same breath slide inside of me and tell me he can’t stop and how good I felt. The thing is, I never denied him because I couldn't. I needed him just as much.

We bathed together, talked and just sat in silence, which led to him playing with my nipples, then fingering me in the tub and then of course I ended up straddling and riding him to another orgasm only for him to do it again once we got out of the tub. The man is insatiable. Speaking of.

I open my eyes and turn to reach for him and realize he is not beside me. What the hell? I don’t know how to feel about this. I lay in the bed with my arms crossed pouting. I don’t know, he brings out the brat in me.

I have no idea how much time I lay in this bed, naked and pissed off, before my mind begins thinking of everything, he did to me last night. Like an addict, craving its next dose, my body begins to turn on me. I find myself squeezing my legs together unable to move. He has flipped some sort of switch in me and now I am a mess.

In my sleep I dreamed I was in love with him and he with me. I had a vision of us with our children, laughing and happy. “Shit!” I say out loud thinking of how many times he came in me last night. Heck, I think a couple of those times he pushed some back in. “Are you serious?” I scowl at my renegade pussy. The mere reminder of him pushing his cum back inside of me is making me gush all over the sheets.

“What a vision you make, sweetness.” gasping, my heart begins to pump heavily at the sound of his voice and the lust in his eyes. I try to muster up some anger for my predicament.

“Where were you?” I whine. Yeah, that sounded angry I think to myself rolling my eyes.

“I had an errand to run, love.” He is circling the bed licking his lips.

“Why didn’t you wake me?” I mean the whining is real.

“You looked so beautiful sleeping, and I knew I worked you hard last night, so I didn't want to wake you.”

“Well, I guess.” I say crossing my arms once more.

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