Page 50 of Paddy

“I say what's on my mind?” I defended.

“Boy, you sayeverythingthat’s on your mind,” she said, crawling onto my lap to straddle me.

“I ain't a boy. Unless that's just a Black saying and it's just interchangeable with man.”

“That one.” She smiled, leaning down to meet her lips to mine.

“Can't believe I fell asleep on you. I actually forgot to warn you. I don't sleep so well, but I thought I would never get the chance to wake up next to you, so I assumed I would never have to explain it.”

“Órfhlaith did mention something to me?—”

“You two were talking about me?” I interrupted.

“Nothing bad,” holding her palms up in silent surrender. “She was just concerned since you’re not close to home.”

“Surprising loud noises just make me jumpy. And because of what my Pa and the army did to me, I can't help that I have nightmares that take a minute to get me back to myself,” I shamefully admitted.

“I just wanted to prepare myself for it if I need to. But you seem just fine with me.”

Running a finger along her soft cheek, I admitted what I really felt. “Maybe when I'm with you, I just feel safer. At peace. You'd be surprised at how settled a man can be when a woman brings him peace.”

“Guess, we'll just have to find out in the morning.” Pretty leaned in for another kiss. “As long as you have no qualms about waking up next to me without my makeup on.

“Course not. Probably won't even notice. Plus, it'll be nice knowing I have such easy access to you when I'm horny. Best believe if we wake up at the same time we're fucking.”

She reached in for my crotch, amazed at how much energy I still had left. “These erections literally rise on demand. How are you not tired?”

“It's impossible not to get hard when I'm thinking that all I'd have to do is pull down the covers and look at this beautiful body.” Reaching my hand to cup her face, I gently lowered it to her neck, caressing the bare skin. It gave me a thought.

“You know, I've been thinking about getting you one of them fancy chokers. You know? So, I don't always have to use my belt. That way, even when you're wearing it at any of them schmoozy events you go to, you still got a reminder who you belong to.” I shivered at the thought of it.”

“So, I belong to you now?” she questioned skeptically.

Bringing her hand to my mouth to kiss, I locked eyes with her beautiful, soft brown ones. “For however long you'll have me. I know things will be different once you're back on the road. Being around all them actor types, staring longingly into the screen, with lasses all over the world swooning over them. I'm just trying to make an impression.”

“Says the man handsome enough to be one.” She flirted, curling in next to me.

“But I ain't one. I'm a gangster. A woman like you could do better than me, so I'm grateful for the time you do give me. I'm always happy when I'm with you,” I said, as I took her hand to hold and placed my other arm around her.

“Mmm…” She moaned, curling into the crook of my neck to kiss it.

“Somebody's friendly.” I smiled, welcoming her tender touches. Her hand snaked down my chest, lightly grazing my skin with her nails until she reached my boxer's waistband.

“Daddy’s sweet girl, could use some attention,” she cooed, kissing down to my chest as those pretty little lips brought warmth everywhere they touched.

She came back up just long enough to kiss my face, as I pulled her back in for a greedy kiss, sliding my hand in her robe to fondle her breasts. “I can't wait to have my sweet little girl’s tits in my mouth. Sucking her tits is fucking delicious,” I bragged, as her hand slipped into my underwear.

Pretty’s hands started stroking me, as I took the breast spelling out of her robe, pinching and sucking, teasing the fuckout of her beautiful nipple. This woman made me feel as giddy as a teenager; it didn't take much before my cock was craving pussy.

“Sweet girl, in a minute, I plan to fuck you. And I ain’t gonna be gentle either. You're getting a bedroom bully this time,” as I tore open her robe, using my strength to flip her in positions of all fours, pulling down my boxers and guiding my cock into her cunt.

“Who's my filthy, sweet little girl?” I forcefully thrust, smacking her bottom to make sure she was alert.

“I am,” she moaned.

“You rolled your eyes at me and interrupted me more than once. Now I’m gonna make you pay for it by pounding you senseless,” I warned.

“Please, Daddy. Fuck me until I can't think,” she cried, as I grabbed fistfuls of her hair, resisting her curves to get as deep as I could.

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