Chapter 21 #2
Exhausted, I take a deep breath and head for the stairs that will lead me down to the pool area, where I’m sure I’ll find DJ. As I jog down the steps, the sound of low-playing music floats up to me.
When I get to the pool area, I smile as I find her fast asleep on the makeshift bed from our date. I told the staff to leave the place like this before I left. Uncle Finlay doesn’t come down here much.
I had a feeling I would be able to bring DJ back sometime soon. Granda left this place to me and my siblings. Logan will have the run of the place for the most part, but it belongs to all of us.
Uncle Finlay is sort of a keeper for now. My mind goes to the O’Brien Manor. Connie and Nakim are there holding things down for me for now. No one is going to fuck with my sister and live to breathe about it.
Nakim might be in a wheelchair, but his mind is still sharp. He has a knack for building structure. Besides, I know him living in the manor and helping me to get things settled would be an extra fuck you to Oland.
I would say it would cause him to roll in his grave, but by now those hogs should be shitting his ass out. I didn’t have enough respect for him to bury him in a proper grave. Besides, it was satisfying to chop his ass up then toss him in the pen for chow time.
“So much shit to do,” I mutter to myself.
Kate will arrive in Ireland with Shauna in a few days, but they won’t be going to the manor. I don’t want anyone getting wind of my niece just yet.
As exhausted as I am already, I’m not going to fail her or DJ.
Looking down at DJ, I can’t help but think about all the things this changes for us. I want answers before I throw her into the fire in America.
I can’t ignore the fact that she’s been here in Scotland for a reason. My gut is telling me Oland wasn’t the only reason. However, she gets so angry anytime I ask about her mum. I fear that something else was going on when DJ was sent here.
“For now, I will keep ya hidden,” I murmur to myself.
She looks so adorable in her sleep. I kick off my shoes and pull off my socks, then lower to sit beside her. As I stare down at her, I push a lock of hair from her face.
The thick, dark locks are lying around her head like lush cotton. Her bangs have curled up into springy spirals.
As she sleeps, I think about our future and the things I want for us. I want to buy her a house in New York or a luxury apartment. We’ll get married and have kids.
Once I get things settled in Ireland and Logan is home, we’ll be able to live our lives in New York without having to worry about a thing. We can have it all.
My mind goes back to when I thought she would be coming to New York the first time. I had been so close to kissing her that night. The alcohol coursing through me had me not giving a fuck. She was mine then and I thought she would be with me soon.
I reach for my phone to change the music to my phone and pull up the song that has stayed with me all these years. “Addicted” begins to float through the speakers.
I put my phone down and lie next to her, not able to take my eyes off her gorgeous face. I only keep my hands to myself because I don’t want to wake her. I’m just going to lie here and sleep off some of this exhaustion.
I close my eyes as the music plays. I’m close to drifting off when I feel her soft hand on my face. I open my lids and our gazes lock.
She gives me a smile as she searches my face with her soft brown eyes. Instantly, I reach for her waist and tug her into me. I take her lips in a passionate kiss and devour her.
She cups my face and whimpers into my mouth. I allow my hand to roam her back as we get deeper into the kiss. I break the seal of our lips and look into her eyes when she begins to unfasten the buttons on my shirt.
She’s biting her lip and looking back at me with so much lust. I brush her hair back from her face and take her lips again, this time in a more all-consuming kiss. When she finishes with the buttons on my shirt, she sticks her hands inside to run them over my torso and chest.
“Cole,” she moans as I move my lips to her neck and run my hand over her soft skin.
I push the strap of her thin tank top down her arm and continue to kiss my way down to her breasts. Once her nipple is exposed, I pull it into my mouth. She cries out and bucks into the air, her voice echoing through the cavern-like space.
I pull away and shake my head clear. “Maybe we should head upstairs.”
“No. I mean, do ya think anyone will come down here?”
“Ach, I can’t say, but I don’t think so.”
“Then I want to be here. I want this to be the time and place,” she whispers.
“Are ya sure? I can light a few candles in my bedroom.”
“This place is perfect. Come here, Cole. I want ya.”
I don’t think twice. I move in and capture her lips with mine. As I drink from her mouth, I shove my hand into her leggings. I find the fabric of her panties wet and her pussy soaked.
“Please, Cole,” she whimpers into my mouth.
I’ve been wanting to push my fingers into this tight pussy again for months. I love the way she rides my hand and tightens those thick thighs around me.
I return to sucking her peak into my mouth as she moans and begs for more. I can feel her about to come already. Once I begin to move my fingers in a come-hither motion, she explodes, crying out my name.
Pulling my hand from her pants, I then bring my fingers to my lips and suck them clean. Her juices are like candy to me. I can’t get enough.
She sits up and reaches to push my shirt off my shoulders. I shrug out of the shirt and let it fall to the floor. DJ then reaches for my belt and releases it.
I pull my wallet and toss it beside my phone. I’ll need that in a bit. I look her in the eyes as she bites her lip while pulling down my zipper.
A grin comes to her face, and she lifts a brow when she sees I’m not wearing any underwear. I spring free from my slacks, and her eyes grow wide before a full smile hits her face.
I chuckle and grasp her throat as I lean and take her lips. As I kiss her deeply, I kick my pants the rest of the way off. Then I reach for her leggings and peel them down her legs.
She reaches for her top to pull it up over her head. I can’t even stifle the groan that leaves my lips. She’s beautiful from head to toe.
I lick my lips and reach to stroke myself. In the back of my mind, I chant a reminder that I need to take my time. Kissing my way down her body, I then take my time planting kisses over the waistband of her panties.
She locks her fingers into my hair as she moans. I chuckle as she begins to push my head lower. Slowly, I peel her panties down and toss them aside before settling onto my belly.
Instead of going right for her core, as I know she wants me to, I turn my head and begin to feast on her inner thigh. I lick then suck the skin into my mouth.
“Cole, please. I need—”
She gasps and doesn’t finish her words as I push two fingers into her tight pussy. I pump them in and out as I continue to suck on her thigh, leaving my mark.
Pulling away, I stare at her dark skin as my love bite blooms on her flesh. She whimpers under my touch as her juices grow increasingly loud, causing me to look at her wet center.
I lick my lips in anticipation and then dive in for a taste. I hum as her flavor hits my tongue. My mouth is watering for more.
I don’t deny her or myself. Removing my fingers, I dive in with my tongue. My groans and her moans of pleasure begin to blend together.
I keep feasting until a shrieking like sound comes from her lips. I look up her body and find her looking back at me in awe. I narrow my eyes at her as I begin to rub at her pussy. Just as I thought, she begins to squirt.
“Fuck,” I hiss.
Reaching for my wallet, I pull out a condom and bite into it. She lies watching me with a drunken smile on her lips. With the condom in place, I hover over her and take her lips in a searing kiss.
DJ runs her hands over my skin as she kisses me back. I guide my way to her pussy lips and tease her as I run my length back and forth through her slit, making sure not to enter just yet.
Her pussy heat is enticing me to push in, but I restrain myself from doing so. I want her dizzy with want by the time I enter her for the first time.
“Cole, please. I want ya so much. Please,” she begs, breaking my restraint.
I push down on my tip and begin to move into her. She bites down on her lower lip as she looks up into my eyes. The feel of her tight heat pulling me in is like heaven.
I rock my hips gently a few times, testing her resistance. I’m not going to break through like this, and I can see the discomfort on her face. I grunt in frustration.
“I’m sorry, baby. This is going to hurt,” I breathe.
She pulls my head to her and kisses me hard. As our tongues dance together, I hook my arms under her thighs and thrust into her with a bit more force this time.
She cries out into my mouth as I break through, and her pussy opens for me. Damn, she feels so fucking good. As I work my hips into her, I have one thought.
This pussy is mine.
Deja
Oh my God, he’s so thick and I’m not just talking about his dick. His body on top of mine feels so warm and big. He’s filling me up so much and the weight of him is only turning me on more.
“Cole,” I moan as I close my eyes and throw my head back.
“Look at me,” he growls.
I pop my eyes back open and look into his green ones. The look in his eyes has my juices flowing even more. This intense sensation fills my belly and my toes curl. He tightens his hold on my thighs as he thrusts down into me.
It feels like he’s dancing in my pussy as he bounces his hips, moving in and out of me. It feels so damn good. He slips out and that intense feeling pops as my legs begin to shake.
I look down as he does and see I’m spraying all over him. He looks back up at me with a smile and rubs my juices all over his torso. Then he taps his length against my pussy and pushes back in.
“Oh yes, yes,” I cry as he continues to rock into me.
“This pussy is better than I thought it would be. Ya have me so hard right now. Are ya okay, love? Is it too much?”
I lock my ankles over his ass as I shake my head no. Too much? Maybe, but I’m not telling him that. I don’t want him to stop.
“Please, Cole. Don’t stop. I’m fine. I just want ya.”
He kisses me hard. “Ya have me. Ya always have me. I love ya.”
I reach for his hair and grab a handful as I kiss him with as much passion as he’s giving me. Licking his lips, I taste myself on his mouth. He takes over the kiss and bites my lower lip as he gets so deep in my guts he takes my breath away.
I didn’t know he could go that far, but the more I breathe and relax, the deeper I feel him go. He lifts up and sits back on his heels, not pulling from my body. I bow my back, pushing my breasts in the air as I feel him rocking into me.
Cole looks back at me with so much lust on his face. Reaching between my legs, he rubs his thumb against my clit. My eyes roll back and I start to convulse.
He stops massaging my clit to run his hand up the center of my body, moving his hand to my breast. He squeezes the mound, then pinches my nipple, sending me into another spiral. My heart is beating so fast. The sound of my juices squirting all over him fills the air again.
However, this time, instead of pushing back into me, he drops down on his belly to feast on me once again. All I can do is clinch the satin beneath me into my hands and hold on for dear life.
My mind is blown. I don’t think I will ever be the same. When I come again and he lifts to thrust back into me while kissing me passionately, I know for sure I’ve changed for life.
As he continues to make my body his, I give myself over to him, mind, body, and soul. Every time he presses his sweaty forehead to mine, I feel more connected to him. Each kiss is an exchange of our souls.
I don’t know what I was expecting, but this wasn’t it at all. I think I’ve found something I love more than swinging a baseball bat. Riding one.