10. CHAPTER SIX
“On your back, spread those legs for me.” Eoghan leaves his pants down enough to hug his ass, his cock still hanging thick and long between his thighs.
“Wow…” I catch my breath, scooting back across my top quilt. “You’re really good at this.”
“You have no idea.” He crawls on the bed, still dressed, if his buttoned shirt and open pants count.
Rough fingers drag down my panty and unlike me, who took time to admire his cock, caress it and care for it, Eoghan slams his face between my legs.
His tongue laves my sensitive clit and my quivering center. I can’t believe I’m spread eagle for Eoghan O’Rourke. It’s more heat than I can handle, I’m ready to fall apart in his arms within seconds.
“You taste so fucking good.” His tongue breaches me, sliding in and out with two fingers rubbing my clit. “Come for me, brat. Come in my mouth.”
If it wasn’t so mind-blowing, I’d be annoyed at how he’s rushing me to…
Thoughts die in my throat, when I feel… I feel a finger slide into my ass. My clit throbs in shattering waves and my womb pulses.
Dear God, he likes anal. Will he do that to me tonight?
I’m prepared to be penetrated, just not…there.
But holy shit, him fingering my butt feels amazing.
Eoghan cackles into my wet, pulsing center. “I got you. I know what you like now.”
Now?
He stands up and grips his dick. “See what you do to me?”
Under my watchful gaze, he strips off every stich of clothing. My eyes bulge at the beauty of his body. Sculpted shoulders, thick, round pecs. Everything hairless, except for a trail of fuzz from his six-pack all the way down to my new best friend.
For tonight, anyway.
The sound of a wrapper catches my attention, and I watch him roll on a condom over that massive length. He didn’t ask if I was on the pill. Which I’m not. Why would I be? Or if I’m clean. Which I am, of course.
He lowers on top of me, one arm pulling me close. “Are you ready for me?”
I hesitate and want to tell him he’ll be my first. I push away the illusion this is supposed to be a special moment. With someone I love. No, I want to experience a full sex life. Multiple partners before I deal with being in love.
I’m only thirty and not looking to settle down.
This should have happened years ago. Men in college and law school didn’t want a chubby girl. I was the best friend.
“Jillian?” Eoghan sounds serious. “I’m going to fuck you now.”
I nod.
“Just a nod? Are you okay?”
I nod again, and then turn my head. “Go ahead.”
He hesitates while nibbling my neck. “You are so fucking sexy.”
That gets me to smile.
He kisses down my chest and feasts on a stiff nipple. When I groan with pleasure, he gets on his knees, holding his cock. “Feel that. Feel how hard you made me?”
Swallowing, I reach for it. “You’re not going to fit inside me.”
“I’ll make it fit. Now fucking touch me.”
I thumb the stiff shaft, running my fingers all the way to the soft, velvety head. “I’m still wet for you.”
“Aye, you are.” He brushes his fingers against my throbbing slit and then sticks them in his mouth. “Mmm. Now wrap these gorgeous thick thighs around my waist so I can fuck you.”
Before I address the thick comment, he slams inside me and a jolt of pain spears through me.
“Christ… That’s so fucking tight.”
“Oh, God! You are so fucking huge.” I can barely talk, let alone breathe.
My emotions spiral out of control as he rails me like there’s no tomorrow.
He lifts my right leg and starts pounding me. In and out. Making a choking sound, he looks down, his eyes fluttering. “Fuck…”
My pulse races as I turn to look at him. “What? Did I do something wrong?”
“You’re bleeding, love.” His primal gaze scares me.
Shit…
“Um… It’s my first time,” I admit, quietly.
“What?” Eoghan goes rigid. “You’ve never?”
Shaking my head, I say, “I’ve wanted to. Just didn’t…find the right person.”
The right person found me.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” His remorseful voice sends me spiraling.
“Would you be railing me the way you are?”
“Christ, love.” He lowers himself again and holds me, moving in and out of me at a slower, gentler pace. “Does it hurt?”
“A little,” I whisper, holding back a sob. “But please don’t stop.”
“Oh God, this is not what I expected.” Eoghan pumps and grinds, moaning so viscerally it gets me hot all over again. His hips undulate in a maddening, but sexy rhythm. “I’m so damn close. This is not what I thought… Christ.”
He pulls out and my chest tightens, thinking he’ll leave me before he even comes.
No, he lowers his mouth to my slit again. “I have to taste you. Taste what I did. It’s my holy water, my penance for taking something so precious.”
He swirls his tongue against my sensitive clit. I don’t even care that I’m bleeding, it feels so filthy and taboo.
“I’m gonna explode so hard inside you.” Eoghan comes back to my mouth, his lips stained with my blood.
Damn, that’s sexy.
This moment erupts into so much more now that I’ve given my virtue to him. He seems utterly animalistic to have made me bleed. He sinks his dick back inside me, and my world spins out of control.
“You’re so fucking tight, stretched around me, Come for me, love. You have to come your first time. I won’t leave unless you do.”
Don’t leave.
The idea he’ll keep going just so I’ll come makes me shudder on the spot.
“God, yes. Right here.” My insides shatter and every cell detonates.
“Yeah, I feel your clit pulse. Come on my cock, love. You’re mine.” His lips press into my shoulder, drenching it.
Kissing it.
Next, we’re making out. Tongues tangled and teeth gnashing.
“This is… This is… Fuck, I’m coming.” Eoghan kisses me one more time, and that’s when I feel him pulse inside me.
That’swhen he comes. When he kisses me.
He squeezes me so tight, I feel like I’m going to break. Like he’ll never let me go.
But then…he does. He slides out, all slippery and hops off the bed.
Feeling drained, I struggle to keep my eyes open. Orgasms from real sex are so different from masturbating. Plus, the mental stress of this stranger in my bed is too much for my brain to properly process. Emotion breaks down my walls.
I have a mob boss in my bed.
Christ, what did I do?