Sixteen
Erin
Oscar got his way, he ended up spending over six thousand euros on clothes, and I figured that would be the end of it. But no. Then it was shoes, makeup, purses, and lingerie. The man had way too much fun in the lingerie store. I swear he bought out the whole store. He spent more on lingerie than on clothes, each style I liked, he bought in every color. I like sexy lingerie just like any woman, but twelve thousand euros worth is excessive.
Even after we got home, his spoiling didn’t end. He told me I had an hour to shower, put on a dress, fix my hair, and do my makeup before we were leaving again. I tried to say that, with Charlie, it would take me longer, but the asshole picked up Charlie and said good thing he is spending time with his Auntie Kayleigh then, so you can get ready.
Fucking asshole.
“Fecking hell. I’m the luckiest gobshit,”
I hear behind me and look up in the mirror as I finish putting my lipstick on. I see his eyes slowly graze down my body. I’m wearing a gray wrap dress that hugs my curves especially my thick ass.
He walks up to me and gently takes my lipstick from my hand, placing it on the counter before he kisses my cheek. We hold each other’s eyes in the mirror, “You are absolutely stunning Erin.”
“Thank you,”
I whisper.
“I got you something,”
“Oscar, you got me more than enough today.”
“Nothing is ever too much when it comes to you,”
he says smiling as he pulls out a box from behind his back. I turn around and gasp when I see the diamond necklace.
“Oh, Oscar, its beautiful, but it’s way too much.”
“No, it’s not. Turn around so I can put this on you.”
I do and lift my hair, I feel the cool chain slide around my neck. Oscar clasps it behind my neck and gives my neck one of those panty-melting kisses he loves to torture me with. He steps away, and I turn and grab my heels to put them on, but he takes them from me. Oscar lowers himself to the ground lifts one and kisses from my ankle to my knee and back down before he gently slides my foot into the shoe. He holds my gaze as he buckles it around my ankle.
I pant as I watch his heated gaze on my face, no doubt my cheeks are red like they usually are when Oscar gets me so worked up. He gently lowers my leg before he picks up my other one and he does the same thing. Fuck, I’m soaked.
After he lowers my other leg, he lifts me up onto my vanity and steps in between my legs. And kisses me. I mean a soul searing kiss. He places his hands on my hips and tugs me to the end of the vanity. I wrap my arms around his neck as he pushes his cock against me.
His hands run up and down my thighs, I grab one of them placing it between my legs. I’m fed up with his gentleman act, I want him to take me. He slides my thong aside and dips his fingers between my lips.
“Fuck, Erin, you are soaked.”
he groans against my lips.
“I want you,”
I beg him. I whine as he moves his hand away from me only to untie my dress before he sinks on his knees in front of me.
“Oscar,”
I start to say, which turns into a moan when he pushes my lips apart with his fingers before he curls his mouth around my clit and suck.
“Fuckkk,”
I say unashamedly grinding against his face.
“That’s it, aingeal, take what you need.”
he groans as he goes back to devouring me.
“Fuck, Oscar,”
I say as I feel his goatee rubs against me, giving me a delicious friction that only adds to the buildup of my orgasm. I whine when he stops but he picks me up and lays me down on the bed, and before I can say anything, he is back on me. Except this time, he pushes me down, holding me down with one hand on my lower stomach and with the other he pushes his fingers inside of me. With a few swipes of his fingers, he has me screaming out his name and clamping down on his fingers.
I lay back, panting as I slowly come down from one of the most intense orgasms I have had.
I jump when I feel a cool cloth on my thighs. I look up to see Oscar standing there with a washcloth cleaning me up.
“You okay, beautiful?”
“Uh-huh,”
I mumble, and he just chuckles as he leans forward and kisses me. I can taste myself on his lips.
I look down and can see the outline of his cock in his pants. I sit up and reach for him, but he pulls back and shakes his head. “This was about you.”
“But…”
“But nothing. Today is about you.”
He says caressing my lips with a kiss as he helps me sit up and he reties my dress.
“Come on. Let’s go out to eat so I can show off my sexy woman.”
I stand up with his help and I just roll my eyes.
When we walk downstairs, the family waves us off.
“Go have fun, lots of fun,”
Keegan says as he waggles his eyebrows at us. Before Oscar can say anything Grace smacks Keegan in the back of the head.
“Mouth shut,”
she tells him. We chuckle as we make it outside but I freeze when I see a limo waiting.
“Oscar, why is there a limo idling by the front doors?”
“Because I said I was spoiling my wife,”
he says like he is telling me the sky is blue.
“Spoiling me doesn’t mean you have to break the bank. Hiring a limo couldn’t have been cheap.”
“Well, when your brother owns the company, it doesn’t cost anything.”
“Cillian?”
“Nope, Aiden. He owns a range of different businesses. This is just one of, like, ten, I think.”
“Wow.”
“Yes. Come on, if you’re gawking at the outside, just wait until you see the inside,”
he says as he tugs me closer. The driver appears and opens the door for us. Oscar helps me inside before he scoots in next to me.
“Wow,”
I say admiring the interior.
Oscar chuckles as he grabs a bottle of wine and pours both of us a glass.
“To my beautiful wife and a life of happiness,”
he says toasting us, gently clinking our glasses together before we both take a sip. I sit my glass down and settle into the seat Oscar mimics my position except wraps his arm around my shoulder, bringing me closer to him. I snuggle into his embrace, enjoying the moment. We talk about Charlie, and I tell him how I plan on taking him to the zoo next week with Bia.
“Let me know when you do. I’ll come with you.”
“I’ll talk to Bia, maybe Cillian will come too.”
“I’m sure he will.”
I nod, knowing Cillian is somehow more protective of Bia than Oscar is of me.
When we stop, Oscar helps me out of the limo, and he guides me to the yacht that is sitting there. I gasp at the beauty of the lights twinkling in the night as he leads me inside with a hand on my back. It doesn’t take us long to be escorted to our table, and we get our drinks ordered.
After the hostess leaves, I take a look around, and our table is decorated with rose petals and a candle. It is romantic, with the lights lowered and soothing classical playing.
“Oscar, thank you.”
“You do not need to thank me for spoiling you. I told you I was going to spoil you, and when I set my mind to something I go at it a hundred percent.”
“I can see that.”
“What do you want to eat?”
“Not sure. What do you recommend?”
“I personally love their chowder, and they have a really good fish pie to.”
“Fish pie? I haven’t had that since I left the Laughlin’s.”
“Are they ones you were telling me about?”
“No, they adopted me when I was twelve, Marty was a fisherman and Samantha was a teacher at the local elementary school. They could never have kids, and they were the best parents a girl could have had, but his mother was sick. They had to go back to America to help her, and I stayed because I just landed my first job and apartment. After that we lost touch. I do miss them a lot.”
“They were the lucky ones to have you as a daughter. If you want I can try to find them.”
“I just want to make sure they are okay.”
“Consider it done.”
“Thank you.”
I’m cut off by a screechy voice belonging to a blonde bombshell who is suddenly standing next to our table.
“Oh my god, Oscar. How are you?”
she says as she lays her hand on his arm.
“Emery, can I help you?”
he asks, glaring at her.
“I saw you and had to come over to see you.”
“So, you thought it was appropriate to bother me when I’m having dinner with my wife just because you wanted to see me?”
“Of course. We’ve been such good friends for years, I knew you would want to see me.”
“Emery, I had you suck me off for years and otherwise never touched you. I haven’t used your mouth since I first laid eyes on my wife. Now apologize to Erin for rudely interrupting us.”
“Oscar, that’s not necessary.”
I tell him.
“No, it is very necessary. She was purposely trying to disturb our evening and was disrespectful to you. And no one is allowed to disrespect you ever.”
Then turns back to Emery, saying, “Apologize now.”
“She said it isn’t necessary, she seems like a nice wife. Why don’t you drop her and come join me at the club later or we can go somewhere private?”
Then she actually winks at him. Oscar’s face goes from annoyed to pissed instantly. He snaps his fingers, and within seconds a waitress is at our table.
“Yes, Mr. O’Sullivan?”
“You can have this trash escorted off the yacht, she has disrespected my wife.”
I stare at him with my mouth open.
“I’m so sorry to both of you. Ma’am, let’s go.”
“No, I will walk out on my own,”
Emery states as she stomps her way off the boat. I stare back at Oscar who is watches her until we can no longer see her. He moves his eyes back to me and his eyes soften as he grabs my hand, kissing my knuckles.
“I’m so sorry she said those things in front of you.”
“You had a life before me. I can’t be mad at what you did before we got married.”
“Still, she shouldn’t have said it.”
“Some people are desperate and have no class. Plus, it’s no secret we are from different sides of the track.”
“Doesn’t matter, you are my wife. And for that alone she should have respected you.”
“It’s okay. It’s not the first time I have been disrespected because of my upbringing, and I doubt it will be the last.”
“If I have anything to say about it, it will.”
“Okay,”
I tell him chuckling. The rest of the dinner goes flawlessly, and the dessert is to die for.
When we get back home, Kayleigh tells us her parents took Charlie from her and that he is sleeping in their room. Apparently we can have him back tomorrow.
Oscar just chuckles because they had done the same thing with Brayden.
When we get inside our room, it takes Oscar all of five seconds to have his lips on mine. I already know I won’t be doing much sleeping tonight.