Page 35 of Stay, Swear.

Brittany: Please, sir.

Yeah, I’ll do whatever she asks of me, actually.

Kieran: Guess we’re about to find out how good you can be for me.

No one’s paying attention to me, everyone’s freezing me out so now is the perfect time to give them the slip. As casually as I can muster I make my way behind the pool house. My whole body feels jittery, adrenaline spiking before she’s even in my grasp. She doesn’t keep me waiting long though. Only a few minutes later she appears making her way to the secluded area behind the pool house, giving us a semblance of privacy. As soon as she’s in arms reach my hand encases her throat, not tightly, I just like the visual that I hold the power here.

Turning her and pressing her into the back wall of the building I ground out. “You think it’s cute to act like you have no idea who I am, Brittany?”

My voice comes out gravely and barely controlled. I’m pissed, and though it isn’t all her fault, it is partially.

“I’m sorry. I don’t like this either. You look so mad. Please, let me help.”

I know it’s a dick move, but so is hiding me from everyone and acting like I don’t make her come until she passes out every night.

“On your knees.”

Her eyes widen at the lack of emotion in my voice, but she’s submissive by nature so she sinks to her knees without protest. Wrapping my fist into her ponytail I pull her head back so she’s looking directly up at me. Her eyes are pure heat as her tongue comes out to wet her bottom lip.

“Take my cock out, and let me fuck your face.”

Her body shivers at my commanding tone, but her handscome up and unbuckle my belt. She lets her nails scrape over my lower stomach as she unbuttons and unzips my jeans. Tugging them and my boxers down just enough for my cock to spring free, already ready for her. I need her mouth on me more than I need my next breath and she doesn’t disappoint. Britt closes her lips over the head and sucks as she takes as much of me as she can before gagging and pulling back, her hand wrapping around my base. Wrapping my hand tighter in her hair, my eyes all but glaze over.

“If it’s too much you tap my thigh twice in a row. Understood?”

She pulls back releasing my dick with an audible pop, “Yes, Sir.”

Letting my eyes flutter closed for just a second I guide myself into her wet, hot mouth. She sucks me down until that reflex kicks in again and she tries to pull back, but this time I don’t let her.

“Calm down, baby. Breathe through your nose and relax your throat.” Her watery eyes lock onto mine and both arousal and fear swirl in them. She likes it, but she’s also scared. I wait until her throat relaxes until I push farther in. Feeling her swallow me down has me ready to coat her throat with my release, but I pull back giving her the chance to breathe properly.

“You okay?”

Britt doesn’t answer me, no instead she grips my hips and swallows my cock down again, my hips buck as I begin fucking her throat without abandon.

“That’s perfect, you’re such a good fucking slut. So fucking sexy choking on my cock.”

She moans deep in her throat and that’s it.

“I’m going to come, pull off.” She doubles her efforts. “Britt, I’m serious”

Her teeth graze the underside of my cock and that’s it. I shoot every ounce of my release down her throat, and because she’s such a good fucking girl she swallows every last drop before pulling off of me and licking her lips. She stands as I fix my jeans, once I’m put back together I press her back against the back wall and cover my lips with hers. Tasting myself on her, I nip at her bottom lip while allowing myself to hold onto her and make out like horny teenagers for just a little longer before ripping my lips away from hers.

“I want you to think about this when you walk back out there before you start acting like you didn’t just have my cock down your throat.”

“Yes, Sir.” She smirks and walks in front of me as we sneak our way back into the yard. That little minx knew exactly what she was doing, I thought I was pulling the strings back there, but she planned this whole thing. She knew I’d go absolutely feral if she got me alone. I’m lost in my head standing near the grill where my brothers are congregating. I’m not talking to them but they’re talking around me, when Mac turns to me.

“Kieran, it’s been weeks, please can we talk about this shit.”

“Nothing to talk about Mac, everyone’s feelings are well known by now. You’re entitled to feel them, but I’m not required to listen to them.”

Rowan turns, shooting daggers at me, “Oh fuck off, Kieran. You’re being a fucking bitch baby and upsetting my wife and kid in the process.”

“You’re right, I forgot my life has to revolve around your wife too, oh wait…. It doesn’t.”

Declan opens his mouth no doubt to light into me when I hear a commotion behind me, turning just in time to see Brittany run through the back door.

“Fuck!”

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