Cyndi Chapter 9 #2
Cormac had sat there like a statue, waiting to hear whether I condemned him or not. His body was tense. His mouth was tightly closed. His brow was furled. Fear was evident in his gaze. It was me who reached up and cupped his jaw this time with both hands. I didn’t want him to look away.
“Cormac, I have heard some of this whispered about your family. I knew when I agreed to the nights we’ve spent getting to know each other that you might be a mobster.
I don’t like the idea of you being into illegal activities, though I’m relieved there are some you won’t touch.
The people you kill, if they’re in the categories you named, I can’t say I feel bad for them.
Does that make me a horrible person? Maybe.
But I’ve seen enough to know that bad people, even if turned over to law enforcement, don’t always get what they deserve.
There’s nothing less deserved by a pedophile or rapist than death in my book.
“The question is, knowing all this and what it means if I stay with you, can I handle it? The answer is, I’ll find a way to cope because the alternative, to leave you forever without trying, isn’t something I can live with.
I’m as crazy as you, I guess. I’m falling in love with you, Cormac.
Just swear to me, you will never allow your family to participate and start dealing in those horrible businesses you mentioned.
If that happens, I’ll leave you without a doubt, no matter how much it’ll kill me. ”
His eyes slid shut, and his head bowed. I let him stay that way for a few moments, then I lifted his head, causing him to open his eyes. His gaze was filled with love and relief.
“Fuck, you have no idea how happy you just made me, Cyndi. I swear to God, you will never regret giving yourself to me. As for meeting my family, that can wait. First, we need to get comfortable with each other and to get ourselves fully evolved as a couple.”
As his reply ended, I sealed my lips to his. I needed to taste him and to know he was with me. He was. Our mouths eagerly kissed, licked, bit, and tongues thrust. When we broke the kiss, both of us were panting, and I was so aroused. I was burning up.
Standing partially upright, I swung myself until I was straddling his lap. My dress hiked up around my upper thighs. His hands came up to rest on my hips. I knew I surprised him. I put my hands on his firm, upper chest. The heat emanating from his skin almost seared my palms through his silk shirt.
“You said we need to evolve fully into a couple. I can think of no better way to do that than to bare ourselves to each other. We’ve been baring ourselves verbally with all the sharing. Now, I think we need to expose ourselves physically.”
His hands flexed, then released. “Cyn, say it more bluntly so I know what you want. I don’t want to misunderstand you,” he demanded hoarsely.
I moved my hand to the buttons of his shirt.
The first two were undone. I opened the next three, then slid my hands inside.
The hair on his chest tickled my palms. His hard muscles demonstrated his strength.
I moaned. I moved my hands, mapping the muscles pressing back until I found his nipples.
I grazed them with my nails, making him hiss.
“I want us to strip off all our clothes. Then, when we’re naked, I want us to explore each other with our hands and mouths. When we feel we’ve had enough…I need you to make love to me, to fuck me, Cor. I want to know what my man feels like inside of me,” I confessed.
Cormac growled, then I was airborne as he stood with me clutched to him.
I hastily wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He cupped my ass as he strolled down the tiny hallway to my bedroom.
He kicked the door shut after we entered.
The light came on, and then he used one hand to lock my door.
When he was finished, he put it back on my ass cheek and carried me to the bed.
I was lowered gently down despite the desire burning in his gaze.
When I was seated, he didn’t waste time.
He removed his dress shirt and tossed it onto the chair beside my bed.
Next came his socks, followed by his belt.
I was almost hyperventilating at the notion that I was about to see him completely naked.
The bulge in his pants was prominent and made me impatient to see, touch, and hopefully taste his cock.
He paused after he had undone his pants.
“Do you want me to continue?” It was a question edged in a taunt. He was smirking.
“Yes, I want you to show me what’s making that lump in your pants. Is it real or padding?” I taunted back.
A growl rumbled deep in his chest, then he shoved his pants down.
That’s when I discovered he didn’t wear underwear.
His long, thick cock bounced and pointed at me as he removed his pants the rest of the way.
I gulped. He’d be a lot to take. I’d never been with a man who had a cock his size.
Not to say I’d been with many. In my twenty-one years, I’d had one boyfriend.
I didn’t know much about sex. And that guy and I broke up a year ago.
The head of Cormac’s cock was dark reddish-purple.
And it was covered in precum. It glistened with it.
His balls hung enticingly below his shaft, begging me to touch them.
The hair on his chest narrowed to a strip that ran down the center of his stomach to the cropped nest of it above his cock.
His legs were covered in the same dark hair.
I squirmed as I tried to imagine him putting that inside of me.
“You can touch me if you want, but I don’t have the willpower for you to do much more. I’ve been dreaming about this. I’m dying to make you scream, Cyndi. And I want you to come all over my cock.”
I whimpered, and my hands came up to cup my breasts through my dress and bra automatically. He groaned.
“Mo áilleacht, have you ever given head?”
I hesitated before answering. “I’ve tried. My boyfriend didn’t have the patience for me doing it. I don’t know how, though I want to,” I confessed.
“You’ve only been with one guy?” He asked. I nodded.
“Then he was a goddamn fool for not taking the time to allow you to explore and learn. I’ll teach you whatever you want. We’ll skip the oral for now. But I do know what I’m doing, and I will pleasure you that way. Let’s remove those pesky clothes, leanbh.”
It took him mere moments to have my dress and underclothing gone. Suddenly shy, I crossed my arms over my breasts and clenched my legs shut. Cormac shook his head.
“Oh no, you don’t. Your body is too magnificent to hide. Let me see everything,” he said halfway between a request and a demand.