Page 57 of Dublin Devil

And all I can do is enjoy the ride.

Fuck, when was the last time a woman was this focused on pleasuring me? A woman that wasn’t an MC groupie or a professional, that is.

I can’t think because Piper finds her stride and the pressure at the base of my balls is incredible. I don’t want this to end, but there’s no way I can hold back.

“Kitten, I’m going to come so hard, I’ll be shooting straight into your stomach. If you don’t want me in your mouth, now’s the time to use your hand.”

But she doesn’t pop off and there’s no holding back.

My release explodes out of me in hot streams as my hips buck and the world fractures around me. It’s so good. I grind my teeth and try not to shout out and bring the household running.

Waves of pleasure pulse through me as I give her everything I’ve got. And through it all, Piper makes this feminine sound that’s a cross between a purr and a groan.

“Holy hell,” I grind out between clenched teeth. “You’re going to kill me.”

Piper freezes. “Oh, god. Did I hurt you?”

My eyes are clenched shut, and after a couple of calming breaths, I meet her panicked gaze. “No, lass, but you made me come so hard I’m still seeing stars.”

“Really?”

“Really. Sweet mercies, Piper. You have no idea what you do to me, do you?”

“If it’s anything like what you do to me, we might be in trouble.”

I laugh. “We are definitely in trouble.”

“But you liked it?”

“I fucking loved it.”

She’s all grins and glowing pride as she climbs up the bed and settles on the pillow next to me. “Do you know what I loved most?”

“Tell me and I’ll make sure I never stop doing it.”

She bites her bottom lip. “When you called me your good girl while I was having my fun.”

I stiffen a little more. “You like that?”

Her ebony hair has fallen over her cheek, but it doesn’t hide her blush. “Is that weird?”

“Not at all. One thing you learn when you have lovers, is that whatever happens behind closed doors between consenting adults is fair game. If it makes you feel good, claim it.”

“Then yeah, tell me I’m your good girl.” She meets my gaze, and I see her mind spinning.

“Annnd? Is there something else you’d like?”

“I’d like it if you wrapped my hair around your hand and pulled it a little, too.” Her cheeks flush pink and I swear this little vixen is going to be the death of me. “Behind closed doors, right?”

I groan and wish for the thousandth time that the two of us were in full fucking form. “Behind closed doors, kitten. Anything you want. All you have to do is tell me and I’ll make it happen. Now, let’s take care of you.”

The frown on Piper’s face isn’t what I expect, but then she lifts her hand from my side. “Sean. You’re bleeding. Did I open your stitches?”

I frown down at the traitorous blood and curse my bad luck. The stain of scarlet is creeping forward, growing darker and spreading across the gauze. “No. You did nothing wrong. I’m fine.”

She swings her legs off the bed and rushes to the bathroom to wash her hand. “We should call Doc Kelvin and get him back here.”

“No. You should lift your dress and straddle me. That would do more to heal me than any stitches or pills.”

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