Page 112 of Ruck Me

Like a dying man who'd been served his last meal, I devoured every inch of my girl until she was panting and writhing and telling me she was going to come so fucking hard. With no shame whatsoever, Aoife rolled her hips and fucked my face while I fucked her asshole and pussy with my tongue and fingers. With two fingers in her tight little hole and my teeth on her clit, Aoife screamed my name, her pussy and ass clenching around me, her whole body quaking as her orgasm crashed overher.

“Holy fuck,” she whispered, once she’d caught her breath. Easing down to sit on my chest, she wiped sweaty tendrils of hair from her face, her lips slack with relaxation.

I rested my palms on her thighs and smiled up at my woman. “Yougood?”

She nodded. “I’m excellent,” she answered. Her face brightening, she added, “But we’re not doneyet.”

“No?” I asked, my fingers inching their way toward heaven. When my thumb found her clit, Aoife’s hips bucked forward.

“Put your hands on the headboard,” she commanded with a sly smile. “And keep them there until Isay.”

Obeying her orders, I dragged them away from her pussy to grip the slats above my head. Aoife scooted down and squirted a dollop of lube into the palm of her hand. Working my cock in her fist until it was slippery, she rose on her knees above me. Gripping my dick tight, she rubbed my crown back and forth over the tight pucker of her asshole. I gritted my teeth and fought the desire to surge my hips forward, reminding myself to let Aoife guide the pace, to let her control how deep I went andwhen.

With her bottom lip clenched between her teeth and her brows furrowed in concentration, she swirled her pelvis, working my girth past her barrier.

“Relax,” I said when she winced. “Don’t forceit.”

“But I want you in my ass,” she moaned, aggrieved, and I had to keep myself from laughing out loud. I hated how frustrated she always was, but it was hilarious too. I’d never seen a more adorable, sexually frustrated pixie in my wholelife.

“I know baby, and I want to fuck that perfect little hole, but I don’t want to hurtyou.”

Aoife’s crystalline eyes—stark and hungry—found mine, and on a determined exhale, her whole body relaxed. When I slipped all the way past her snug entrance, she sucked in a breath and her lips formed an “O” of surprise as she slid down the length of my dick on one long, satisfiedmoan.

I wrapped my arms around her body and held her as she grew accustomed to having my cock in this new, forbidden place. While I grew accustomed to the sensations, too. I had no intentions of blowing my load when we’d just started down thisroad.

“Holy fuck,” she whispered, her eyes falling shut as her fingers pinched her nipples into tight peaks. “You feel …” her words trailed off as her whole body broke out in goosebumps and she tentatively rocked her hips, testing the feel of me there. “I’m so full. Like you’re everywhere inside of me.” Her head dropped forward and her hands found my chest. With her palms resting flat against my skin, she lifted up and then sank back down on a ragged sigh. “So fucking good,” she moaned, as my cock slid in and out of herass.

So fucking good was right. I didn’t throw around words like transcendent, but as Aoife rolled her hips over me, both of us shivering with pleasure, it felt about as close to nirvana as I’d everget.

I let go of the headboard, no longer able to keep my hands to myself, and found her clit with the pad of my thumb. As I rubbed tight little circles over that sensitive bud, Aoife let out a keening wail and her body jerked and shuddered and she let go. I’d given her a lot of orgasms—and I liked to think they were all pretty fucking amazing—but never had she come apart quite likethis.

I sat up, rocking my hips slowly while she came down, her face dropping to my shoulder as she let out a sob and her tears coated my skin. Immediately, I stilled my movement, and with my hands cupping her cheeks, raised her eyes tomine.

“Did I hurt you? Are you okay?” I asked, wiping away the tracks of her tears with my thumb.

Aoife’s face split into a lazy grin, but her eyes remained hazy and unfocused. With her arms wrapped around my neck, her fingers toyed with my hair. “Yourturn.”

“Yousure?”

She pulled my head forward, and just before our mouths met, she whispered against my lips, “And don’t holdback.”

Her lips crashed into mine and my hips surged forward, our tongues tangling, as I pumped my cock in and out of her ass. With three more thrusts, stars began to dance at the edge of my vision until I emptied into her with a shout, my body convulsing with each hot spurt until I had nothing left togive.

Nothing but everything I was and ever wouldbe.

Slowly—carefully—I slid from the welcoming embrace of Aoife’s body and laid us down, bringing her with me. Face to face on our sides, I rested my hand on the curve of her belly, my baby growing strong inside, and stared at her in wonder. Brushing the hair from her face, I leaned forward and placed a reverential kiss against her lips. “Marry me,” I whispered, the words coming before I’d intended, but meaning them more than any other I’d ever spoken.

This wasn’t how I’d planned to ask her to be my wife—there was supposed to be flowers and candlelight and a romantic story she could tell our grandkids someday—but for the last two months I’d been carrying around the ring, waiting for the perfect moment. With my heart near to bursting with love for her, the annoying little imp from my childhood who’d somehow grown into the love of my life, I couldn’t wait any longer. She was who I wanted by my side in this life and the next—the mother of my son—and I needed to make her mine, once and forall.

Aoife’s eyes filled with happy tears and she nodded.

“Is that ayes?”

“Yes,” she said, her voice cracking. “Yes, I’ll marry you, Eoin McGrath.”

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