Dear Heart, You Screwed Me(110)

Pulling his fingers out of me abruptly, he let go of my hair and stood from the bed. I moved to the edge on shaky legs and did as he asked. I got on my knees gladly, a sweet smile gracing my face as I licked my lips slowly.

My fingers wrapped around his cock, pumping him slowly as I watched the bead of cum sit on the tip of his dick. His hand moved round the back of my head, pulling me closer towards him. Pushing the tip of him past my lips I moaned at the fullness I felt as I had him in my mouth. A groan left him as his grip tightened. I took him deep, holding him at the back of my throat before drawing him out of my hot and wet mouth slowly. I wanted to tease him, I wanted to give him the best fucking head of his life.

I done it again, in the slow and torturous manner that I did before.

“Oh, baby,” he groaned, his hips bucking forward harshly. His large cock hitting the back of my throat and causing a gag.

“Good girl, you can take it,” he praised me, his voice low and sultry.

He done it again. But this time, I was prepared. No gagging for me.

Unwrapping my fingers, both of my hands pressed against his hips as I gripped onto him, pulling him out to the tip then taking him deep.

My eyes watered, but I was loving it. I loved watching him come undone under my mouth, I loved that I made him feel this way.

“Buttercup…” he called but his voice was dragging. He tugged at the root of my hair, pulling me away from him and resting the tip of his cock on my lips.

“You look so fucking pretty with my cock in your mouth,” he growled.

I tugged away, my fingers wrapping round his cock once more as I glided my flat tongue up the base of his length. Once at the tip I flicked my tongue over his head and took him deep into my mouth.

His head tipped back, his fingers gripping tighter as he met my thrusts with his own. My eyes began to stream at the harshness of his punishing thrusts, but I didn’t want him to stop. My free hand skimmed down my body as I circled two fingers on my burning, swollen clit.

“Jesus,” he spat through gritted teeth as he watched me, but I didn’t take my eyes off of him. I wanted him to use me how he wanted, I wanted him to come so fucking hard and if it meant him doing this to me, then I was here for it.

“I’m going to come,” he spat, pulling his cock from my mouth harshly. He pulled my head back so I was looking up and I opened my mouth like he wanted me to. Sticking my tongue out flat he pressed the tip of his cock on my tongue as I felt it contract before spurting his hot cum into my mouth.

I swallowed every bit of it like he asked, then let my tongue run down the base of his cock, gliding it back up to lick the head of him clean.

He looked down at me and smiled, “Such a good, fucking girl. Now stand up, lay on your back and spread your fucking legs wide for me.” His eyes darkened as he licked his lips, his hand still fisting his hard cock.

I shivered with excitement and anticipation.

He rubbed the tip of his cock over my clit, slipping it in between my folds slowly teasing me at my entrance.

I was exhausted but I would never tire of him, we had spent the evening losing ourselves in each other and he promised this would be the last time of the evening.

I was close to coming, every sense and every nerve ending was vibrating and buzzing. Each of them more sensitive than the time before. Grabbing the vibrator from next to him, he switched it on and pressed it against my clit before plunging his cock into my soaked pussy. That’s all it took. An earth-shattering orgasm blasting through me, Killian coming with me.





CHAPTER 48





We were sitting in the bath, me between Killian’s legs as he wiped a soft sponge over my sensitive and delicate skin.

“I’m so glad you came back,” I felt Killian’s voice vibrate and rumble through his body as I lay back into him, his arms cocooning me and landing on my bump as our daughter kicked through my skin and into his hands.

“I’m glad I came back,” I smiled as I watched the skin on my tummy flick where her little movements were.

“Were you really going to leave?” he asked, I could hear the vulnerability in his voice.

I shook my head from side to side.

“I just needed to get away. Put some distance between us so we could actually see how we felt when we were thousands of miles away,” I whispered quietly. “I love you, Killian. More than anything but I just was in such a low place, I wanted to go home.”

I felt his lips press on the top of my head as I sunk lower into the warm bath.

“This is your home, with me.” His breath was cool on the back of my neck causing my skin to erupt in goosebumps.

“I know,” turning my head I placed a kiss on the top of his arm, his muscles flexing under my touch.

The silence fell between us, but it was a welcome silence. It was tranquil and mellow. Just the sound of our shallow breaths filling the void between us.

I felt Killian move behind me, fidgeting almost.

“Baby, I need to tell you something… well… a couple things actually.” I heard the worry that was lacing his deep, husky voice.

I span round so I was facing him, my hands clasping the side of his face as I made him look me deep in the eyes, “Then tell me, tell me it all, lay it on me.” My voice was calm.

I heard him inhale deeply, the sharp intake of breath making his breath catch. I started to worry, I could see the complete fear in his eyes.