Page 13 of Totally Wrecked
“Good question, this is Brooke’s dress.” Saying that brought all my insecurities flooding back. I put my hands on Killian’s chest and step back. “Killian, I’m so into this, but there is a voice inside my head telling me it’s weird that you slept with my sister and now are going to sleep with me. Added to that, this very stupid voice keeps whispering that you’ll compare us and find me wanting…I’m sorry to be such a buzzkill, but I know I’m not as good as Brooke, at anything including, probably, sex.”
If saying all that wasn’t buzzkill enough, my eyes well-up and I start crying, which tops it off into a disastrous hook-up attempt.
Killian pulls me into his chest. “Daisy, sweet Daisy. I understand why you might be thrown off by me shagging your sister, but it was just that—shagging. Brooke and I were on the same page. But this? Right now? What I want to do to you isn’t just shagging, it’s…” he pauses, looking confused. “Daisy, I want to give you the sweet loving you deserve. I know that sounds cheesy as feck, but it’s the truth. I don’t know what is going on, but don’t you feel something between us, or am I going mad?”
My heart is thudding out of my chest, I can’t believe he’s feeling it too. “I do feel it,” I whisper, all my worries flying out the window and off into the humid night. “I feel it, and I want to feel you too, all of you.”
Not a particularly clever line, but I didn’t know how else to say it. I wanted all of him, his body and his heart. This man I’d met bare hours before. I hook my hands under the bottom of the dress and peel it off, leaving me standing in my pink and white flowery bra and panty set.
“Holy mother of god, you are fecking perfect. Praise Jesus those breasts.” He stares at me like a person realizing all their lottery numbers match up. It’s spellbinding. Killian kisses me again as he drags me towards the bed.
“Get on there, you minx,” he says as he sheds his clothes. “Keep your knickers on, I want to get them sodden.” My pussy reacts to his words.
“Job done already,” I tell him.
“We’ll see about that.” Killian lies down next to me, running his hands over my body then bending over and sucking on my left nipple through the gauzy fabric of my bra. My nipples are so tight and erect it’s almost painful. He rolls my right nipple between his fingers, tugging it, making a pulse throb between my legs. Killian’s hand travels down my body, then skims the matching gauzy fabric on my panties. I moan and pull his mouth on to mine again, my hands wrapped around his long hair. As we kiss his fingers trace circles over my panties, making me absolutely desperate. He hasn’t even touched my clit yet, it feels like just one brush of his fingertips will put me over the edge.
“I want to see you,” I tell him, pushing him onto his back. His body is long and lean, tattoos cover his pecs and both his shoulders. I lean over and run my tongue across his nipple then move my gaze downward.
Killian’s beautiful cock is pointing straight at me, like a missile ready to strike. I sit up and, oh Lordy. I see that he has a row of piercings up his shaft.
“Killian! Did that hurt?”
His eyes glance down to the row of steel bars. “Yep,” he grins. “It’s called a Jacob’s Ladder,” he says. “Touch it, Daisy, please, kiss it better.”
Your wish is my command, Killian.
I softly run my fingers up the shaft, feeling the rods that run up the frenum. “In the bible, Jacob’s ladder took you to heaven.”
“Aye, sweet Daisy, and that’s exactly where it’s going to take you tonight…”
That makes me burst out laughing, Killian tries to maintain a straight face, but it collapses into a grin within seconds. Grabbing me by the waist, he hauls me on top of him. “Grind on me, baby.”
The sensation as I drag my soaked panty-clad pussy over that steel-ribbed shaft is exquisite, the flick flick flick on my clit is too much, I move faster back and forth, completely lost in the feeling.
“That’s it Daisy, my sweet Daisy,” I hear vaguely, but mostly I’m overtaken with electricity that starts at the base of my spine, then explodes everywhere from within my core.
“AHHHH!”
Killian flips me over, pulls my panties down my legs then immediately starts lapping at my mound as my orgasm begins to wane. With perfect timing, he pulls away just before it starts to get too sensitive.
“Mother Mary, you taste so fine. The sweetest thing I’ve ever eaten,” he says, kissing my inner thighs at the same time. Suddenly his finger enters my pussy. My body clamps down as he curls the finger inside of me, pressing on a spot just under my low belly.
“Argh, what?” It’s a feeling I’ve never had before. A deep, whole body sensation.
“That, my sweetest Daisy, is your G-spot. Oh my girl, it’s so responsive, damn we are going to have such fun together.”
I’m already having a lot of fun, but more is fine by me!
Killian withdraws his hand and I feel the loss immediately.
“More, please.”
He rolls over and pulls a condom out of his wallet. “All in good time, greedy,” Killian says, then rolls on top of me. “Sweetest Daisy, please may I feck the ever living shite out of your sweet pussy?”
“I’ll be disappointed if you don’t,” I croak.
He plows into me straight away, no teasing now. His girth, along with the piercings, stretch me to capacity. Ridge by ridge he pushes forward. It’s intense and almost too much, but within seconds my body adapts. Feeling the change, Killian shifts my hips, then with another hand, throws a pillow under my bottom. The moment he does that, his cock hits that magical spot.
