Page 30 of Kissin Irish by Morgan
Wiping my mouth, I started up her body. I licked my way up to her breasts. I got rid of her bra by tearing it from her body, too. It’d leave a mark, but that was part of the point. I wanted to ravish her. I suckled her breasts like a mad man. All the while, my fingers poked her hole, widening her for the main event. Cece puffed hard, enjoying every moment of our time.
Removing my fingers, I sucked them clean. Then I ran them across Cece’s lips, having another idea. Getting off the bed, I went to the head of it and steered her head back toward me. Upside down, her lips parted, waiting for what would come next. I decided to take the blind fold away. She wouldn’t see me, but I’d have an unobstructed view of her pretty face.
Taking my cock, I ran the head of it across her cheek to her mouth much like with the dildo from before. Cece’s tongue dashed out tasting the fleshy bit. Her mouth hung open. She knew what I intended. She wanted it. She waited. I let her wait while I circled her lips. Clutching the back of her head, I plunged my dick into her hot mouth, surging against her tongue. Her tongue orbited the width of it before she sucked me in.
The girl had talent. I left her to it, letting her suck my cock in and out of her jaws while I gently rocked. My balls slapped her forehead. I yanked my lad away from her lips and instead fed her my sack. She sucked on each testicle one by one. I squirted all over her sweet face.
The look of surprise Cece gave me as she blinked had been worth the choice words she had for me.
“You motherfucker,” she growled.
“I told you, I’d always treat you like you weren’t blind.”
“This shits in my eyes, and it stings.”
“Hold on,” I told her, as I grabbed a fresh towel.
I wiped her face clean.
“Oh, my, God, is this why there’s so many dirty towels around here?”
Laughing at that, I proceeded to untie her.
“Is that all?” She asked, disappointed. “Are you finished?”
“No. I just want to loosen you for this next bit. I want to feel your arms around me when I fuck you.”
Cece grinned big, seemingly forgiving me for coming on her face.
When she was freed, I brought her naked form into my arms, to straddle my lap. I laid down beneath her and brought her to hover above me. Her pussy surged against my cock. I reached down to help her mount me. She lifted herself but stopped. Her brow creased before a buzz came from the door.
I sat straight up.
“I thought this room was soundproof?” Cece whispered.
“It is. That’s an alarm. Could be a fire. Fuck.”
Chapter 14
Cece
At the sound of the alarm, Irish handed me my clothes. I dressed as best I could as he led me out the door. Stepping into the hallway, I heard the scream. Unmistakably Memphis, her cries came from the laundry room. Irish rushed to her, tugging me along as I buttoned my shorts.
“Did you pull the alarm?” Irish asked her in a hurry.
She hadn’t stopped screaming.
“Holy Mary, Mother of God,” Irish said, his voice disgusted.
“It’s everywhere,” Memphis cried.
Something smelled sick and sweet at the same time. I was afraid to ask.
Irish started leading me away in a flurry.
“There’s blood everywhere,” Memphis screamed.
“Holy shit,” I said as Irish hauled me away from her hysterics.
