Page 14 of An Angel's Share
I fucking love this. With her, I love it. Eating her out, it’s my favourite thing. Women lose their minds, as not everyone likes to do it. Done as well as I do it, total heaven for them and me.
She gasps out as I lick her pussy, sliding my tongue from the bottom up her slit into her folds, licking around her clit. She moans from the depths of her soul as I suck her clit into my mouth. I push her back onto the cupboards so I can open her up further. Her hands fall to my head, her fingers running through my hair, and I suck harder as she grasps me.
I widen her stance and open her up with my fingers, keeping pressure on her clit as I push two fingers inside her, hooking them to hit the front wall of her swollen vagina. She bucks against my hands and face and I push my face harder into her. My lips sealing around her clit, I thrust my fingers in and out, finger fucking her as well as sucking and licking at her clit, keeping that rhythm until she screams.
The noise echoes around the darkened kitchen. I feel a rush of liquid and I move my mouth to lap it all up, moving my hand slower to bring her down as she sags against me.
I lap gently, around her pussy, her legs, holding her up as I hear her cry.
I look up, and she has tears leaking out of her eyes. “Are you upset? Or are they tears of joy at that fucking amazing orgasm.”
Caressing her body, she sways into me as I keep touching her. She’s so tall as I stand and hold her, her face sits just slightly lower than mine.
“You taste so fucking good.” I start to lap at her mouth. “Taste yourself, baby. So fucking good.” I lick at her lips, the side of her mouth. “You look so beautiful when you come.”
She gives a bigger sob, and I can’t decide if I’ve gone too far, or if she’s just overwhelmed. I’d like to get her a drink, but I don’t want to let her go. So I stand and hold her as she sobs on my shoulder. It’s as if the endorphins from her orgasm have loosened her tongue. Opened all the floodgates.
“The baby’s yours. I never took the morning after pill. I decided to let chance take its course. I know I should’ve come and found you, but I didn’t. I don’t think I would have, either. I planned to raise the baby myself. I don’t need a husband, or a man at all. I can do it on my own.”
And there we have it. The fucking truth.
“Why Liam?” I keep my voice gentle, still touching and holding her. It’s not so much an interrogation as a stark honest need to know.
“Mammy. She was so upset about me being on my own, she took to her bed for a week. Daddy’s so ill. I agreed to it to shut her up and let Daddy believe I’m settling down. He knows it’s not right, but Mammy is… well, Mammy,” she hiccups out.
“Did you intend to marry him?” Gentler still, coaxing her to full disclosure.
“No. I was going to dump him once all this business is sorted and we’re back on track. I would never have married him. He’s being paid enough to pretend, I’m sure if we offered more money to call it off, he would. It would soften the blow. I’m even prepared for him to call it off. Let him walk away in his view the victor. Whatever that looks like.” She rolls her eyes at that. She knows how much of a macho dickhead he is.
“I want you to call it off. I want you to do it in the next week. And we’re going to tell your daddy the truth.”
She sucks in a breath and her whole body stiffens. “No fucking way.” Her voice is a choked-out cry.
My cock twitches. I’m a sick man. I love a good fight, and fighting with her—amazing fucking foreplay.
“Way, baby, way.” I hold her throat and stare into her eyes, pressing my lower half into her stomach. She gasps when she feels my hard-on. It’s fucking massive. “This is for you. All you. I want you and I want our baby. So you are going to tell Liam to fuck off. And we will be telling Daddy and Mammy who the father is. I don’t mind if you want to concoct another story around the conception. Whatever helps you. But that is what you’re going to do.”
“And if I say no?”
Her stance has changed. She’s trying to regain some ground, her natural dominance starting to rear its ugly head. Well she had better learn, and learn fast. Only one person is in charge, and that’s me.
“I’ll tell them. Fair enough not at the board meeting, but I will tell them. You have a week to sort it.” She had time to make up her story. Five damn months to put it all in place. And she’s spent more than enough time on Liam. But what I really want to know is, was any of it quality. “Do you fuck him?”
She shakes her head. “I haven’t been with anyone since California.”
I grin at that. Fucking perfect.
“Well, good. Don’t start now.” I run my hands from her neck down her tits, over her stomach, and between her legs. She gasps as I continue to push myself onto her. “I don’t share. This belongs to me. You are mine, this baby is mine. This pussy is mine. Every fucking orgasm I want to give youis mine. No one else.” Her eyes are wide as I stake my claim. My face is a mask of intensity. “Do you understand?” She nods her head. She’s clearly never had anyone speak to her in this manner in her life. She’s in shock. “Good.”
“What about you?” she sputters out. “If I’m not to see anyone, then neither should you.”
I grin at her. “I won’t have time for anyone but you Rua. Every day from now on, I am going to make you come. I’m going to service that body in whatever it needs. Believe me, baby, I’m all in.”
Her mouth drops open at my declaration. Yeah baby, bring it on.
“Every. Fucking, Day,” I say, and walk away, leaving her staring after me.
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