Chapter 4 #2
“Please, I need you to fuck me,” I gasp out, hoping that my choice of words will make him snap. Instead, Cillian’s free hand comes up to grip my throat gently, but hard enough to keep me pinned under him.“You don’t know how ruthless I can be, baby. You don’t know—”
“You don’t scare me, Cillian. You’re the only safety I’ve ever known,” I whisper, and his fingers push deep inside my pussy…
all the way, just like I wanted. My pussy contracts as if trying to pull his fingers deeper.
“I’ll be such a good girl for you,” I promise, and he curses, leaning down to suck on one of my nipples as his fingers pump inside of me.
I arch up, the pain is gone and I’m left with this pressure in my lower belly that’s unfamiliar, but feels so fucking good.
Just when I think I might see stars, Cillian withdraws his fingers from my pussy and brings one up to my clit.
He rubs in circular motions making my legs jerk.
I’m not prepared for the pleasure that sweeps through my entire body at what seems like such a simple touch.
I need more of this. I don’t know what I need more of, but this isn’t enough.
I need him fully on top of me, buried balls deep inside of my tight pussy.
“Baby,” Cillian whispers. “What do you want from me?”
“Please,” I whimper and my eyes meet his. I see the way his expression changes. He likes when I whine and whimper for him, and I promise that I’ll do it every day for the rest of my life if he’ll just keep touching me.
“Do you need to come, Ellie girl? If I make you come all over my fingers, will you be able to fall asleep for me?” he asks so gruffly. “I want you in this bed when I get back from starting the fire. I want you naked, and ready to take my cock.”
“Yes,” I squeak out the word, pressing my head back into the pillow and letting my eyelashes flutter shut.
“Spread your legs for me,” he demands and I instantly obey again.
I suck in a breath when the tips of two of his fingers slide down my slit again and find my entrance. He slides his fingers all the way inside so very slowly, and our eyes never break contact. “You’re so fucking beautiful that it almost hurts to look at you.”
I whine again when he pulls his finger out of me and brings it to his lips, sucking the wetness onto his tongue.
I can feel his eyes on me when I reach my hand up to slide my fingers along the contours of Cillian’s bare chest and abdomen.
When I move lower, reaching the top of his jeans, he grabs my wrist, pinning it above my head roughly.
“If I feel your delicate fingers stroking my dick, I can't be held responsible for what I’ll do to you,” Cillian snaps, and he sounds like he’s in physical pain to tell me no.
He straddles me, pinning me in place and I see the way his hips jerk forward instinctively.
He likes holding me down, and I realize that my pussy clenches at the thought of him doing this while he’s thrusting inside of me.
I decide to try something, and I’m not disappointed.
I pretend to fight my way out of his strong hold and it’s more than he can take.
Cillian pins me down with the weight of his big body, with only his jeans separating my pussy from his thick, aching cock.
“Oh,” I gasp, and I stop fighting the moment I feel just how big his dick is in this position.
I try to remain composed when I finally speak.
“Is this what you want, Cillian? Do you want to overpower me? Hold me down and fuck me?” I can’t help the gasp that leaves my lips when I feel Cillian’s dick jerk against my most private area.
“Yes,” he rasps. “You have no idea how much I want that. I want every part of you. I want to own you in ways I can’t even explain. But for now, I just want you to cum all over my fingers.”
Cillian’s mouth is on mine and his fingers are back inside of me, pumping in a rhythm that his hips adopt.
I kiss him back just as passionately as he finger fucks me.
He’s been edging me so long that all it takes is for him to hit the exact right spot and I’m coming hard around his thick fingers, my body trembling beneath his.
Cillian doesn’t slow down when he feels me coming, instead, he keeps his fingers plunging inside of me and he groans an expletive into my mouth. “Fuck, Ellie. You’re so tight, and wet, and fucking perfect for me.”
I wrap my arms around him, pulling him as close to me as possible as I ride the waves of the orgasm, my legs spasming, and rewarding him for his hard work.
It’s almost instantaneous that my eyes, and really my entire body feels heavy. The pleasure hit me hard, and now I feel like I’m going to fall into the most peaceful sleep of my life.
“That’s my good fucking girl,” I hear Cillian say roughly as my eyes pull shut. “Look at you,” he says, pushing his fingers inside of me a few more times, probably admiring the way his big fingers stretch me open.
My jaw feels so relaxed that I know my words are only half-audible. “I want to wake up with you inside of me,” I mumble. I don’t know where that thought came from, but it sounds really good right about now.
Cillian’s lips brush softly against my nipples and then my neck before he kisses my mouth so gently and covers me with a fluffy blanket. “I can arrange that, baby.” Those words are the last thing I hear before I drift off to sleep.