Chapter 22
TWO DAYS LATER
Lying awake in bed, my hands laced behind my head, I stare up at the ceiling and listen to the soft, distant hum of the city beneath us. The apartment is completely silent, except for the steady and occasional loud snoring of Cillian, completely passed out cold on the couch in the living room.
I’ve lain here for an hour with my door open, both waiting for the silence and hoping desperately that the urge to storm into Eavan’s room would pass.
The ache for her definitely hasn’t dwindled.
Every minute that I’ve waited has only fueled my need to stride down the hall.
After two days of stolen glances and fleeting touches, I’m fucking hard as hell at the mere thought of putting my hands on her soft body.
Fuck it!
After sliding from bed, I step into the hall and walk to Eavan’s room.
I pause to glance into the living room to ensure Cillian is asleep before gripping the knob and silently pushing it open, slipping within the darkness cloaking the room.
Closing it behind me with barely a click, I stand in the dark shadows of the corner for a moment and watch her. “Are you awake, princess?”
“Enz…” She groggily whimpers my name into the darkness, barely roused awake.
“I’ll take that as a not really,” I mumble to myself with a smile, clinging to the wall like it’s the only thing keeping me from doing what I want.
Taking what I need. She rolls onto her pillow, the movement pulling at the blankets and causing them to slide from her hip.
The moonlight filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows dances over her alabaster skin.
She groans my name again, and I find every bit of restraint draining from my body with each passing second.
Locking the door and stripping off my clothes, I climb onto the bed and slip beneath the covers. A soft, raspy moan rattles from her as I press against her. “Please, Daddy,” she murmurs so softly I almost don’t hear it above the rustling of the sheets as I pull them over us.
“Are you dreaming about me, princess?” I ask, a smile tugging at my lips.
Gingerly, I roll her onto her back and settle between her thighs without waking her.
I rest my rigid cock against the warmth of her wet pussy.
Apparently, it’s a really good fucking dream.
Dipping my head, I brush my lips softly against hers and swipe her hair from her face.
The touch startles her awake, and she sucks in a startled deep breath.
I clamp my hand over her mouth seconds before she releases it in a scream. “Shhhh. It’s just Daddy,” I soothe.
“Enz? What are you doing here?” she grumbles sleepily against my palm as I slowly pull it back from her mouth.
“You need me so badly, you’re in here dreaming about me fucking you.
So excited at the thought of it, that my tight little pussy is ready for me to slip my thick cock inside you without me even touching you.
” I arch my hips backward until the head of my cock is resting against her dripping entrance.
“And I can’t go another night without you. ”
“Daddy…” She gulps nervously.
“Daddy isn’t asking, princess,” I hoarsely whisper, gathering her wrists above her head and lightly pinning them to the mattress. “Do I need to hold you down and force myself into that tight little hole? Or are you going to be a good girl and let me play with what’s mine?”
Her eyes darting to the locked door and tugging against my hold, she pleads, “We can’t.”
With her hands in my left hand, I grip her hip with my right and ease myself inside her. Fucking perfection. “No, princess. We shouldn’t ,” I softly correct, inching deeper as she struggles to take me. “Now, be a good girl and let Daddy stretch you out so I can fill you up.”
“They’re gonna hear…” she gruffly whispers, her brows furrowing in worry as I sink inside her.
“If you don’t want them to know what a naughty girl you are, you better be quiet,” I grit, burying myself to the hilt and stifling my own moan.
“Do you think you can be quiet while Daddy fucks you?” Biting her lower lip and staring up at me through her lashes, she timidly nods.
She’s wrong—and I plan to prove it—but her gesture is hot as fucking hell.
Easing back, I slam the entirety of me into her with a single fast stroke.
She lets out a gasping squeak as I bottom out inside her.
I repeat the motion, steadily increasing the speed of my retreat until I’m driving into her to with sheer feral need.
Her whimpers and cries grow louder with every brutal thrust. “You said you were going to be quiet for Daddy,” I pant, lacing my fingers and clamping my hands over her mouth and nose, muffling her cries and stealing her breath as I take her even harder.
“We wouldn’t want anyone to hear the beautiful noises you make when you come for me. ”
I fuck her savagely, needing to feel her quivering around me.
Starved for oxygen, her orgasm comes hard and fast. The screams of her release heat my palms, and her entire body detonates beneath me.
I thrust deep and still, buried to the hilt, enjoying the rhythmic convulsions of her walls around my cock.
Letting my laced fingers slide apart, my hands slide down her ruddy cheeks.
Her chest heaves as she sucks a few desperate breaths into her starved lungs.
“I’m sorry if I was too rough, princess,” I mumble against her lips, pressing my forehead to hers.
“I’ve been thinking about making you come for fucking days, and I couldn’t fucking wait anymore. ”
I drag my tongue between her lips and ease it into her mouth.
Taking my time, I kiss her slow and deep—my hands roaming her body with my cock buried deep inside her.
My kiss travels along her jaw until my lips are pressed below her ear.
“Daddy wants to fuck both your pouty lips tonight,” I gravelly whisper in her ear, slipping my cock from her.
“I… Uh…” she stammers as I pull her up to her to a kneeling position and stand on the bed before her.
With her lack of experience, I assumed she’d never sucked a cock before but her reaction confirms it.
And I quite like the idea of being her first. Teaching her how to use her mouth to please me. And only me.
“I’ll talk you through it,” I encourage, stroking the side of her face and easing her onto her hands and knees.
“Open those beautiful lips nice and wide for Daddy.” She promptly does as she’s told, the pale pink of her tongue darting out just far enough that the tip rests on her lower lip.
With my hand wrapped around the base of my shaft, I place the head on her tongue and watch as her lips instinctively close around it.
“Lick and suck the tang of your greedy cunt from me,” I instruct, pressing an inch more into her mouth so that my tip is resting on the flat of her warm, wet tongue.
She slowly licks at the underside of my shaft and lightly sucks her arousal from me.
Her tongue swirls around my tip, and my hips buck forward from both the surprise and the finesse of her movement.
“Fuck, you’re being such a good girl for me,” I praise as she begins tentatively bobbing her mouth over the first few inches of me.
“Opening so wide for me. And so fucking eager to learn how to suck my cock.”
With my hand lightly cupping the back of her head, I guide her movements—helping her to take me slow and steady. “Always so eager to please me,” I pant through labored breaths. “Is there anything you wouldn’t do for me?”
She slides her mouth up my shaft until my head is resting against her lips. “No, Daddy.” Her words vibrate against the sensitive tip of my cock. “I want to be a good girl for you.”
“You look so fucking beautiful on your knees with my cock in your mouth.” I dust my fingers along her jaw.
“I can’t wait to teach you how to swallow me down your throat, so I can use this hole how I please, too.
” She teasingly suckles on my tip, staring up at me with widening eyes.
Reaching over her, I run my hand down her spine, my fingers trailing to her last virgin hole as she continues to suck me. “This one, too, princess.”
After pulling from her mouth, I press my lips to hers.
I kiss her tenderly, my tongue slipping between them, as I ease her onto her back on the mattress.
“I’ll try to be more gentle this time,” I half-heartedly promise, kissing down the length of her neck and sliding my saliva-coated cock into her pussy.
A promise I don’t know if I’m capable of keeping.