Page 33 of Knot that Simple

“I only saw pictures,” she said, her eyes on my cock making me even harder.

I frowned, confused for a second. She wasn't a virgin, her kid was the proof of that, so what–

“The knot?” I figured it out.

She nodded, sinking her teeth into her lip. I reached for her mouth, my thumb tracing her fat bottom lip before the words formed in my mouth.

“Learn me with your mouth,” I said.

While I wrestled with my feelings, this came so easily to me. I was finally talking to her, and I could see by her reaction she was happy. If I had to tap into that part of me to relax around her, so be it.

The side of her sinful mouth curved a little, her small hand gripping my cock. She was so fucking small, her fingers wouldn't meet, and the image brought me to another level of desire. I hissed when she touched me, and before I could comprehend anything more, she dove and took my tip into her mouth.

Jesus Christ. She sucked me so eagerly, so prettily, my eyes rolled back again. My hips moved, taking more and more, fucking that pretty little mouth.

“Good God,mo chroí.”

She was hot and willing, taking me far into her throat. My head tipped back, pleasure I never thought meant for me. Her tongue swirled against my tip, and I had to hold myself back not to lose it right there. Her nails dug into my leg, marking me as hers.

My knot grew, and the clever little vixen gripped it, making my eyes roll to the back of my skull. She was bringing me too close to the edge—I wasn't done with her. I reached down and took her wrist, removing her hold of me. Her mouth let go too, a flash of hurt crossing her features.

I caressed her soft cheek. “It’s too good, angel. I need you to take it easy.”

Her smile came back. “I want you to come in my mouth.”

I groaned, my eyes fluttering closed as I took a huge breath. I hooked my hands under her arms and then put her softly on the bed, covering her body with mine.

“I want to come in your pussy so deep, you know without a doubt you belong to me.”

She squirmed, rubbing her pussy on my leg, painting me wet with her arousal. “I love that you talk now. I want you to keep talking.”

“I can talk the whole day about how I imagine your pussy taking me.”

She smiled. “Yes. Do it.”

A grunt came out of me, and I used the tip of my cock to play with her clit, her knees falling apart for me, making space and demanding more.

“Did you like tasting my cock? Feels good taking it all the way down your throat, huh?”

“Lorcan...”

I tsked, teasing her even more. “It’s a yes or no question,mo chroí.”

She couldn't talk. I knew it, but I pushed a little more. “I can't wait to stretch that pussy with my cock. I can't wait to make you come around me. Are you going to be good for me?”

“So good.” She bobbed her head. “So good and only for you.”

I took her ass in my hand, gripping deep and finding her back hole with my finger. I circled up, and she meowed like a cat as I rubbed my cock into her, driving us both crazy.

“Tell me what that word means, the one you keep calling me.”

Her eyes were half opened, her tongue darting from her mouth to lick her dry lips. She was disheveled and gorgeous, and the words felt true to my core.

“Mo chroímeans my heart.”

A crease formed between her eyebrows, and for a second, I thought I fucked up. I should have stuck with the dirty talk. Before I regretted all the words I had ever spoken, she kissed me, sinking her little hand into my hair.

“I want to please you. Tell me how I can please you.”

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