By His Play

22. Kieran

22

KIERAN

“ T hat’s it, come all over my dick again,” I demand.

I’ve no idea how much time has passed since I carried her in here and kicked the door closed, but it hasn’t been long enough.

The sun has long set outside, but that’s not stopping me.

I made myself a promise after she told me not to stop to do whatever it takes to make sure she gets a good night's sleep tonight.

Tomorrow is going to be just as hard for her as all the other days since Grams has died—possibly even more so now—and I want to give her the best chance of being able to deal with it.

Her body trembles, her skin glistening in the light from the bedside lamp I leaned over and turned on not so long ago.

She was happy to continue in the dark, but there was no way I was missing a second of this.

“Kieran,” she whimpers, her nails dragging down my arms.

I shudder and grind my teeth, trying to stave off my release.

I’ve already come inside her once. It was fucking outstanding.

But three for her and one for me wasn’t where we were stopping.

“You’re such a good girl,” I tell her, loving the way she reacts to the praise.

Her hips lift and her pussy sucks me deeper.

Fucking heaven.

Releasing one of her hips, I grab her breast and squeeze a little harder than previously.

I thought I knew my best friend. But I’m learning a whole lot of new things tonight.

Her eyes pop open in surprise, and I grin down at her.

“Eyes on me,” I say.

While I love that she’s so consumed with pleasure she needs to close them and focus, I need her to know exactly who is giving it to her.?

Her swollen lips are parted as she tries to suck in greedy breaths.

My eyes drop to her slender throat, ideas of all the things I want to do to her spinning around my head.

Sliding my hand up, I drag my fingers over the delicate skin, testing her to see how she’ll react.

Being in the position I am, and fucking the kinds of women I usually do, means I have to keep many of my fantasies locked down.

Having the jersey chasers sell stories of their vanilla nights is bad enough. The last thing I need is one diving into the dark depths of my true fantasies.

But with Effie…

Testing the water, I slip my fingers around her throat.

Her lips open and close like she wants to say something. But she doesn’t, and other than resting her hand on my forearm, she doesn’t try to pull me away.

In fact, as I squeeze gently, her grip on my arm tightens as her pussy clenches around me.

“Such a good girl for me,” I praise again, and it’s the final straw; she shatters all over me, dragging me along with her.

Releasing her throat, I flip onto my back, taking her with me as she tries to catch her breath.

My softening dick slips from her and she whimpers as if she misses it already. Reaching down I pull the rubber off and drop it over the side of the bed.

“Look at me,” I demand, giving her little choice but to lift her head from my chest.

Her eyes are heavy with desire, and it hits me right in the chest like a baseball bat.

She wants this. Wants me.

It’s a heady feeling.

“You’re incredible,” I tell her.

She licks her lips, dragging my eyes back to her mouth for a beat.

Fuck.

How is it possible that I already need her all over again?

Reaching up, I cup her jaw. She leans into my touch, and it makes my heart beat faster.

There are so many things I want to say to her, want to ask her, but they all get stuck in my throat as we just stare at each other.

Surging forward, we sit chest to chest, our breaths mingling, our eyes locked.

This is…

I blink, shutting down whatever the end of that thought was going to be.

There will be plenty of time to dissect this later. Right now, I have a promise to follow through on.

Her lips part as if she’s about to say something, but before she gets a chance, I wrap my hand around the back of her neck and crash my mouth to hers.

She groans as we fall into our kiss.

It starts slow, but it doesn’t stay that way for long.

The fire that blazes between us shows no sign of going out, and I am here for it.

Although, I can’t help but wonder if it always would have been like this between us. If I didn’t take that leap in the kitchen, how long would we have continued to miss out for?

Her fingers twist in my hair, her nails scratching my scalp as my dick hardens again.

I’ve always had a fairly fast recovery time, but this is insane.

I can’t get enough.

And from the way she’s grinding down on me again, I’d predict she feels the same way.

Fuck. I hope she feels the same way.

Reaching for her wrists, I wrap my fingers around them and pull them behind her back, securing both in one of my hands.

The move forces her to push her chest out, making her nipples brush against my chest.

She whimpers, her hips moving faster, her wetness coating my cock.

“You want my dick again, don’t you, baby?” I ask, tugging on her wrists and forcing her away from me so I can look at her.

She licks her lips and then nods.

“Fuck, you’re hot when you’re desperate,” I muse.

“Kieran, please,” she begs, shifting her hips in search of the relief she needs.

“Wasn’t four enough, baby?” I taunt.

“No,” she cries as the head of my dick brushes her clit. “More, please.”

“Greedy girl.”

Her cheeks blaze, but something tells me it has more to do with the temperature of her body than embarrassment. For someone who can overthink a lot, it seems that Effie is able to put everything aside when she wants to.

It’s hot as fuck.

Reaching between us, I drag my fingers through her folds. She’s soaking wet and desperate.

Fisting my cock, I hold myself for her.

“Sink down on me, baby,” I demand.

I might prefer to be the one in charge, but every now and then I’ll hand it over. It’s all for my own gain, though. I want to see her tits bouncing as she rides me.

“K-Kieran,” she whimpers as I press against her entrance, desperate to feel her sucking me in again. “C-condom.”

I freeze with the head of my dick inside her.

Her muscles ripple, trying to pull me deeper as my heart pounds against my ribs.

I’ve never taken a girl bare before.

But this isn’t just a girl.

This is Effie.

I search her blue eyes, and I relax in a way I wouldn’t with anyone else.

“I’m on birth control,” she suddenly blurts.

“I-I?—”

“I trust you, Kieran. I trust you more than anyone else on this Earth.”

All the air comes rushing out of my lungs at the same time she takes the decision away from me and sinks down on my length.

“Oh fuck. That’s?—”

“Yesss,” she hisses, circling her hips.

Keeping her wrists locked in one of my hands, the other grabs her ass, helping her to move as I thrust up into her.

Her heat. Her wetness. Her velvet walls.

Fuck.

“Oh my god,” she gasps as I fuck her.

Her tits bounce just like I wanted, and I can’t help but pull her farther backward and suck one and then the other into my mouth.

Her entire body trembles as she tries to hold herself up. It’s not necessary. I’m not going to let her fall.

“I’ve got you,” I promise her, my grip on her body tight enough to leave bruises.

The thought of looking at her covered in my marks tomorrow makes my chest swell.

Fuck. I want her wearing them for days.

“Let go, Effie. Give it to me.”

Leaning forward again, I suck her nipple hard into my mouth.

“Kieran,” she cries before I push her over the edge again.

This, hands down, is the best thing I’ve ever seen.

She’s barely come down from her high when I flip our positions again, putting her on her stomach.

Pulling out of her, she whimpers at the loss as I lean over the side of the bed and pull my belt from my pants.

She twists to the side, trying to see what I’m doing as I crawl between her legs and recapture her arms. Wrapping the leather around her wrists, I secure them behind her back.

“Kieran?” she whispers.

“You said you trusted me, remember?”

“I-I do.”

Leaning over her, I kiss up her spine, loving the way she shudders.

“I’ll never hurt you,” I whisper in her ear. “But I promise to make it feel better than you’ve ever experienced before.”

Fuck any of the men who have come before me. None of them were worthy of her.

Hell, neither am I. But I’ll try my best to make her think I am.

“Okay,” she whispers as I sit up, wrap my hands around her hips and pull her ass up.

My eyes focus on her wet, swollen pussy, and my cock jerks.

Palming her ass with one hand, I press two fingers from the other against her clit, teasing her until she’s trembling again.

Dipping my fingers inside her, I coat them with her cum before lifting them to her ass.

“Kieran,” she shrieks as I tease her, her body flinching in shock.

“Anyone been here before, Luck?” I ask, dying to know.

Effie and I might be close, but we’ve never really dived into the details of our sexual encounters. Of course, if she’s read any of the stories about me then she probably knows more than I do about her. Although, those tales barely scratch the surface of what I really want.

“No,” she whispers—not that I needed the verbal response. Her body tells me everything I need to know.

“You’re missing out,” I muse, watching as I push the tip of my thumb inside her unused hole.

“Oh god,” she cries.

“One day,” I promise before pulling it out again and taking my cock in my hand.

Honestly, I have no idea if that’s a promise I’ll be able to keep or not.

Tonight might be my only time to indulge like this. It won’t stop me from dreaming about it, though.

As I slip inside her again, she pushes back against me.

Holding the belt that’s binding her wrists, I pull her arms back as I fuck her.

“Yes. Fuck. Kieran,” she cries as my hips pick up pace.

“That’s it. You take my cock so well, baby.”

My eyes are locked on where my cock disappears inside her.

We look so perfect together. I’m addicted.

I fuck her hard and fast, my new obsession with her getting the better of me.

She comes again before I flip her onto her back and spread her thighs wide.

“Kieran,” she cries, and when I look up, I find she’s got tears leaking from the corners of her eyes.

“So fucking beautiful,” I tell her, watching as her makeup runs down her face. “I want one more.”

She cries out as I thrust back in.

She’s exhausted and overstimulated.

But that’s what I need. No, that’s what she needs.

With her arms beneath her, it makes her hips lift to the perfect height for me to take her.

“You’re going to come for me again, and then I’m going to fill this pussy with my cum.”

She whimpers again, her eyes barely open as she tries to follow orders to keep them on me.

With one hand on her hip, holding her exactly where I want her, I reach for her throat.

She doesn’t startle. Instead, she lifts her chin, encouraging me.

Wrapping my hand around her, I squeeze harder than I did last time.

Her pussy tightens around me, and it’s almost all over.

“Look at you, Luck. Who knew you’d be such a good whore.”

I have no idea if it’s my words or my actions, but she shatters before me. I release her throat, and she sucks in greedy gulps of air as my dick jerks.

Pleasure slams into me as her body trembles in my hands, and I do exactly as I promised and pump her full.

The second we’re both done I pull out and watch as my cum dribbles out of her.

It’s a sight I’ve never seen before, but one I want to see every fucking day of my life.

Reaching out, I push it back inside her.

She whimpers, but even though she’s exhausted, it doesn’t stop her body from trying to suck me deeper.

“My dirty girl,” I muse as I pull my finger free and then paint her lips with our combined release.