Page 119 of Mob Saint

“Stay in there a little longer, please. I’m stepping out, but I’m just going to be in the hallway. I’ll be back in a moment, then you can come out.”

“Okay.”

He sounds a million times calmer than he did when he came in. He’s back in control. I sigh and rest my head against the door.

“Cailín?”

“Can I come out?”

“Yes.”

I ease the door open. He’s in a t-shirt and track pants. His hair is wet, but otherwise, he looks like he does when we’re hanging out at home. I walk straight to him and wrap my arms around me.

“I’m sorry about that. I didn’t mean to be so rude.”

“Daddy, I think I need you to tie me to the bed and edge me however you want.”

He was semi hard as soon as I hugged him. Now he’s got a fucking iron pipe pressing against me. Just the idea of fucking me gets him this hard every time.

“Damn, Tiera. I have to meet with the others. They’ll be here in a couple minutes. They’re going to know I want to fuck my girlfriend the moment they walk in.”

“Then I think you better give me a quick hard fuck, so you don’t wind up with blue balls.”

“How altruistic of you.”

“I live to serve.” I wink at him before grinding my pussy against his hard on.

He hefts me over his shoulder and carries me to the couch. I’m still not used to any man being able to do that since my body changed. He does it whenever he wants—which is often just because he can. The first time he did it after recovering from his injury, I assumed he was teasing me at Finn’s. He whispered I was taking too long to finish talking to Ally, and he had a backseat in a town car begging to be fucked on. I backed myself into a wall before he could get hold of me. Everyone else thought I was joking. Seamus understood. He told Cormac to come outside with us.

“Pull your skirt up and open those pretty thighs for me.”

Seamus’s leg healed with barely a scar. It looked like it was a slight nick, not a bullet grazing him. When Cormac walked over to us by the town car, Seamus put me on my feet and hunkered down like a football lineman. Before Cormac or I knew what was happening, his older brother was over his shoulder, swearing at him because Cormac claimed he’d eaten too much to be fecking around. Seamus ignored him and walked to the end of the driveway and back before walking up and down the four steps to the front door. He put his brother down and cracked a joke about how it couldn’t have been that uncomfortable since his middle was getting soft from too many of their mom’s brownies. Cormac’s in as good shape as Seamus.

Cormac headed back inside, and Seamus gave me a look that told me to get in the car without a word. I think Joey must have taken us up to Connecticut and back down to Jersey before getting us home. It was definitely a scenic tour because it shouldn’t have taken that long, but it gave Seamus a chance to prove he really would lick and kiss every part of me. I haven’t said a thing about him carrying me since.

“Put your feet on the arm of the sofa, little girl. Knees all the way out.”

I obey as he pulls his pants down. He strokes himself and grins. He knows I love watching him do that sometimes, but not this time. If this is supposed to be a quickie, I want him inside me now. He taps the head of his cock against my cunt, then trails it between my pussy lips until it’s gleaming with my sticky wetness. He does it slowly, so I’m unprepared for how hard he thrusts into me. I moan and squeeze my eyes shut for a moment.

“You’re so tight, T. I won’t last.”

“Then don’t. I don’t want you to.”

“I’m not getting off before you. Rub your clit.”

I do as he says, but he knows I won’t get off. I can’t concentrate on what I’m doing while I feel him inside me. It’s too distracting. He knows when he’s fucking me or making love to me—we like it gentle and vanilla as much as we do rough and kinky—only he can get me off.

He scoops me up, and I wrap my legs around him as he perches on the armrest, supporting me as I tilt my hips to the right angle.

“That feels amazing, Shay. Don’t stop…Please, don’t stop…I’m close… I’m so close…I need to come. Keep going.”

“Come on my cock. Then I’m going to fill you with my cum. You’re going into our bedroom and getting onto the bed naked. Do not touch yourself. Watch TV. Read a book. Occupy yourself until I come in once the guys are gone. I’m going to watch your pussy push my cum out to know you obeyed.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He thrusts three more times, and we both get off. We’re kissing and holding each other when the doorbell rings. I guess the guys used to walk in and out of one another’s places without thinking about it. But now, they announce themselves when they arrive at a couple’s place. I’m glad; otherwise, they would have seen us in a compromising position more than once.

He gives me a kiss and a swat on the ass as I hurry to the bedroom. I walk around to his side of the bed to grab the remote. I’m about to take my clothes off, but I don’t get a chance.

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