Chapter 20 #2
He flicked his tongue over her clit before taking it between his lips and gently suckled.
She tasted so fucking good, Shayne thought, groaning as he reached down and shoved his pants down just far enough so that he could pull his aching cock free.
He slowly stroked himself as he licked her, running his tongue down to her core and traced it with the tip of his tongue before he slid it inside her.
She was so fucking tight, Shayne thought, groaning against her pussy as he reached up with his other hand and found her breast. He moaned as he cupped her breast, the move causing her hard nipple to tease his palm while he licked her out, fucking her with his tongue.
He loved the way she moaned his name, loved the way that she tasted, and he really loved the way that her back arched off the back of the couch, causing her breast to push against his hand when she came.
Christ, the way she moved against his mouth...
When he felt her body relax, Shayne pressed one last kiss against her slit before he stood up, moving to push his pants down the rest of the way only to have Ashlyn gently push his hands out of the way.
He watched she hooked her fingers in the waist of his pants and pulled them down.
When they reached his feet, he stepped out of them and kicked them aside, his hungry gaze never leaving hers as he watched her reach up and-
“Oh, fuck...”
-wrapped her hand around him, tearing a groan from his lips as his legs threatened to buckle.
He watched Ashlyn as she ran her hand over him, the movement hesitant and awkward at first, as though she wasn’t sure what to do only to make him moan as her hold around him tightened and the movement shifted halfway down his cock, going from awkward and unsure to confident as her hand easily moved over him.
She used her hold around him to pull his straining cock down as she leaned forward and-
“Fuck!”
-pressed a kiss against the tip of his cock.
She wrapped her lips around the tip with her next stroke, slowly taking the thick tip into her mouth and gently suckled.
She took her time, somehow knowing exactly what he liked.
It was the fucking curse, Shayne thought, unable to help but groan as she slid her mouth over his cock, her tongue teasing the underside only to slide across the tip when she pulled her mouth back.
She kept going, driving him out of his fucking mind until he didn’t think that he could take anymore only to release him from her mouth and lean back, using her hold around his cock to bring him with her.
Without a word, Shayne knelt down between her legs, grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge as he leaned down and took her mouth in a hungry kiss. He began moving his hips, sliding his cock against her pussy, teasing her as she soaked the underside of his cock in her juices.
God, she was so fucking wet.
He placed his hands on the couch cushions as he leaned over her, rolling his hips between her legs as she wrapped her legs around him. Every roll of his hips bringing him lower until the tip finally settled against her core.
“Mo bheag mhuirnín,” Shayne moaned as he slowly pushed in, terrified that he was going to lose his fucking mind.
God, she was so fucking tight. He had to keep pulling back, push in an inch only to keep moving, slowly feeding her his cock, each roll of his hips firmer than the last until his hands were fisting in the sheet as he pushed in the rest of the way.
He felt her go still, heard her surprised intake of air, and then, listened as she released a sigh of relief.
As soon as he felt his balls press her bottom, he stopped, broke off the kiss so that he could kiss her forehead as he reached between their bodies and found her clit with his thumb.
He began teasing it, slowly rubbing the pad of his thumb over her clit until he felt her relax beneath him.
When she moaned, he slowly pulled back until just the tip was inside of her and then slowly pushed back inside, his thumb continued teasing her the entire time.
He took her slowly, feeling her grow wetter with every caress.
He told her in Old Gaelic just how good she felt, how wet her pussy was, and just how good she felt wrapped around his aching cock as she ran her hands over his back. Her moans encouraged him, letting him know what she liked while her hips moving against him told him what she fucking loved.
When her hands slid down her back, cupping his ass and pulling her tightly against her, he felt her walls tightening around him.
While he took his time fucking her, her breaths started coming faster, her moans louder, only to leave him with no choice but to swallow her screams when her sheath clamped down around him, making each stroke feel so much fucking better, sending pleasure throughout his body.
He felt his balls pull up tight as he fucked her only to groan when her pussy began squeezing him.
Breaking off the kiss, Shayne leaned back so that he could watch her, with every stroke he saw her more clearly, felt intense pleasure like nothing he’d ever felt before as white light exploded behind his eyes seconds before the pleasure racing through his body swallowed him whole.
“What do ye think happened?”
“Besides him bringing shame ta the family?” Shayne heard Quinn ask as he forced himself to open his eyes only to find himself alone on the couch.
“Besides that,” Finn said, waving that off as though it was a given.
“I think she realized she could do better,” Finn said as Shayne frowned and moved to sit up only to end up closing his eyes and dropping his head back against the pillow when the move caused his head to spin.
“What the hell’s going on?” Shayne asked, reaching up to run trembling hands over his face.
“Ye screamed like a banshee, lad,” Liam said.
“It was a bit off-putting,” Quinn added.
“I was embarrassed for him,” Liam said with a long-suffering sigh.
“I think we all were,” Finn said as Shayne forced himself to sit up only to go still when he saw the dried blood coating his cock.
Swallowing hard, he shoved the blankets off the couch only to forget how to breathe when he saw the blood on the sheet and found himself thinking about last night, how tight she’d been, her reaction when he pushed inside her, and-
She was a virgin.
“Where is she?” Shayne asked, looking up to find Tristan sitting across from him, looking pissed and for good reason as it turned out.
“She decided to catch a serial killer on her own.”