Page 19 of Refuge for Ailsa

When she stepped into the house, Tavish was still in the kitchen, leaning back against the countertop and stroking himself. She couldn’t believe it?he was already hard again. “Nice use of cold water,” he said and pointed at her chest.

“Yeah. Feels good. They’re on fire.” She opened a bottle and handed it to him, then opened another one for herself.

“Good. I’m not finished with them yet.” Tavish took a long draw, then capped the bottle and set it on the counter. “Drink that down. I’m going to keep you wet all afternoon and into the evening. And you’ll probably squirt a couple more times, so I don’t want you to get dehydrated.” He wasn’t smiling, but there was mirth in his eyes that she couldn’t miss.

“You let out enough cum and you’ll shrivel up and blow away,” she said with a laugh.

“Does this look shriveled up to you?” he asked and pointed at his cock.

“Not at all. Looks pretty damn healthy to me.”

“Yeah? Well, how ’bout you put that bottle down and get intimate with the one-eyed purple-headed monster there? He wants to see your tonsils.”

Ailsa laughed. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. Actually, he intends to see your tonsils.”

“Is that right?”

Tavish nodded. “Absolutely. Get to it. On your knees.”

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The sightof Ailsa on her knees in front of him made Tavish harden painfully. He was no manwhore, but he’d never been with a woman who wanted it as badly as she did, and wanted whatever he’d dish out. She wanted to be his plaything, and that excited him more than she could imagine. His parents had done their best to emasculate him his entire life, but fucking this woman made him feel like a man. What she didn’t have in skills she made up for in willingness and enthusiasm, and both of those couldn’t be overrated. They were everything.

As he watched, she rose to standing on her knees, opened her mouth, and took in his hardness. Tavish fought the urge to close his eyes and tip his head back. He wanted to watch her, see what she knew how to do and what she didn’t, so he knew what he had to work with. She knew some, he could tell, because as she sucked him, she twisted downward on his shaft, and that was something she was doing right. But that wasn’t really what he wanted. Before she’d gotten there, he’d moved a small, enamel-topped table from the wall into the middle of the room with that very moment in mind.

He took her face in his hands and pulled her away from him. When she looked up at him in confusion, he pointed to the table. “Up there.”

“On the table?”

“Yeah. On your back.” He could see the confusion on her face. “Go on. Don’t make me tell you a second time.”

Instead of asking again, she hoisted herself up to sit on the table, then lay back. “Like this?”

“No.” Wrapping his hands under her arms, he pulled her forward until her head was hanging off the table. “Just like that.”

“I don’t?”

“You don’t have to know. Just do what you’re told.” Her expression didn’t change, so he knew she was thinking about it. Cock throbbing, he stepped up to her. “Open your mouth.” As soon as she did, he slipped his hardness through her lips and pressed in just a little. He could feel her tense, so he pulled back out. “Ailsa, I’ll never do anything that would injure you in any way. Do you believe that?”

She nodded. “Yes.”

“Okay. Here.” He took her right hand, drew her arm straight down her body, and pressed her hand to her slit. When he’d done the same with the left, he shifted her breasts until they were viced together by her arms. “Stroke yourself.”

“My…” She stopped.

“Say it.”

“My clit?”

“Yes. Your clit. Stroke it. Now, get ready. I plan to take what I want.” Hands pressed into her upper arms to make sure she didn’t move them, he drew outward and slid back into her mouth. Halfway in, he slowed, then kept going. He could feel her tensing again, and he stopped as soon as she shook her head. “Don’t fight this. Yes, you won’t be able to breathe for just a few seconds, and yes, you’re going to choke for a bit. You’ll be fine. I promise. And I need this, Ailsa. Do you want to give me what I need?” She nodded, his dick still in her mouth. “Okay. Let’s do this again.”

It took five more strokes, but when he breached her gag reflex point, he was ecstatic, watching the bump in her throat every time he stroked into her. The woman there with him had surrendered to him, and he knew he was exactly where he was supposed to be. His body readied as he watched her stroke herself, and it was over far sooner than he would’ve liked. Tavish didn’t think he’d ever been as satisfied as he was right that moment. Everything about AilsaMacDougal was everything he needed, and he couldn’t wait to start the next chapter of their relationship with her.

Instead of stepping back and taking a deep breath, he stepped up to the other end of the table, between her legs, took her hands, and pulled her up to sitting, then wrapped both arms around her. The sensation of her body sagging against him left him positively giddy. She was so soft and beautiful, and the way she had yielded to him made him want her even more.

He knew she hadn’t noticed, but he’d kicked their clothes up into a pile on the floor, so he lifted her, held her in his arms, and headed straight for the pile. Once he’d placed her gently on it, he lay down beside her and pulled her up against him. Feeling her curl against him made his heart sing, and he kissed her forehead tenderly. “I hope you know that’s not like me at all. You just… do something to me. I can’t explain it. I’ve never wanted a woman as much as I want you. I just want to make sure that you understand… I’m not playing with you, Ailsa. You mean something to me.” It was the only thing he really wanted, for her to know that, regardless how he fucked her, she was loved and treasured.

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