Page 80 of Careless

Not yet. Not even fucking close.

“Yes, I love it.”

I angle my fingers to that special spot inside her and her body nearly falls, but I catch her with my hand around her throat.

“Hold yourself up,” I instruct as I add in a third finger and she screams.

“It hurts!”

“You like the pain I give you.”

Her silence is my answer.

“Only one more finger to go and then you can take my cock in there. You’re such a good girl. I’m so proud of you. I’ve never heard of someone being able to take three fingers the first time.” I ease her down to her hands and knees while still inside her and her face drops to the floor, having zero strength.

“No, I can’t take more,” she whines while also rocking against my cock and my digits.

“I think you can and, if you do, I’ll let you come. You’ve been a naughty little slut tonight. It’s the only way I’ll let you get off.”

She weeps as I thrust into her again, letting her feel how full she is with my cock.

“Okay. One more,” she concedes, nodding as I rut against her cunt, letting her seize around me. I add the fourth finger into her ass. My woman screams like she’s dying, but I know better. She’s right on the edge of an orgasm and she’s desperate for it. “Rian! God, yes!” She claws at the ground as she meets me thrust for thrust. She is so sexy when her only focus is on getting off. “Fuck me harder,” she commands in a raspy voice.

“Your ass or your pussy?”

“Both!”

I finger her ass with the same pace as I ram into her. Her cunt shudders and quakes. She’s so close.

“Let yourself come, baby. Don’t hold back.”

Then, she screams and her orgasm sprays my thighs, the squirt of her release brings on my climax.

“Oh, my god. What was that?” she whimpers as I pound into her, making sure she takes every last drop I give her.

“You squirted, Sorcha. There’s nothing wrong with that. I’ve been trying to make you do that for weeks. Now, I know the trick with you. Your ass is the key.” I smirk down at her back. I pull my fingers out of her ass and she hisses with discomfort, but other than that, Sorcha is at peace.

EPILOGUE

HER

Ican’t sleep again. It's the third night in a row and I’m getting sick of it. It’s a mixture of my visions and the lack of Rian in my bed keeping me up at night. I got used to him being here all the time, and now, that my dad is trying to be more present, it changes everything.

I’m scrolling through Netflix on my phone to find something to watch when there’s a tap on my window.

I flinch and hug my phone to my chest, immediately thinking about calling Rian. I scold myself. I need to stand on my own. I can’t be this needy girl who can’t check a suspicious noise without alerting her boyfriend.

Is he really even your boyfriend, though?The self-conscious side of me loves to eat at me at the worst opportune times.You’re a booty call at best. You’re easy, Sorcha. He knows you’ll roll over for him. It's less stressful than finding a random girl at a party.

Shut up. These words are only trying to intrude now because we haven’t had any alone time in awhile. Rian loves me. He said so that morning when he had to leave my bed.

He hasn’t said it since.

That’s… true. He hasn’t said the L word since then. He only said it when he thought I was asleep.

I creep to the window and peak around my curtain. I don’t see anything. I squint, trying to peer into the darkness, but there’s nothing. I turn to go back to bed then the tap sounds again.

Without thinking, I unlock my window and slam it open. Someone is out there fucking with me. “What the—”

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