Wild Chance (Wild Irish Universe)(22)
“I want to.” She picked up the canvas and turned it for him to see.
The image before him was of him. The background was the American flag, pale but flowing behind him. “Is—is this how you see me?”
“Yes.”
“Wow—that’s the sweetest, most considerate thing anyone has ever said to me.”
She smiled. “Do you really like it?”
“I love it.” Aedan stepped forward to accept it. “But is there any way you could drop it off at my place? I can’t exactly bring it home on my bike.”
Aedan leaned the painting against the wall and drew her into his arms.
“You’re just asking me to do that to get me into your place.”
He winked at her. “Is it that obvious?” Aedan pecked her lips. “I was trying to be subtle about it. You’re wearing panties.”
“Mmm.”
“Why? You knew I was coming over.”
She nodded.
“I think, Mona Lisa Frye, that you wanted me to discipline you.”
Mona moaned. “Maybe I was being a bit of a brat so that I’d see what your taste of chastisement felt like.”
“Your wish is my command.”
Chapter Eight
Mona retrieved condoms and when she returned, Aedan was shirtless and standing by the window. He stared out into the front yard, his back strong and covered in tattoos. She allowed her eyes to trail his flesh even as her free hand drifted down her own body, touching herself. She leaned her back to the door frame, hiked her dress up and sighed. She closed her eyes and allowed images of her lover to fill her mind until she was lost.
“You bad girl.” Aedan’s growled made her gasp. “Did I give you permission to touch what’s mine?”
“I’m sorry but I…” Mona panted. She dropped her hands to her side and reluctantly opened her eyes. “You looked so good standing there. I couldn’t help myself.”
He moved so quickly, she gasped as she found herself moving across the floor. Soon, he was seated on the center table with her across his lap and her ass in the air. The cool air in the room drifted against her skin and she tried rearing back to see.
Aedan held her in place as he caressed her ass with large, rough hands. “Do you remember when I said you had the perfect ass for a spanking?”
“Yes.” She struggled to catch her breath.
His large palm rose and fell against one cheek.
Mona whimpered.
He spanked her again and again, her cheeks heating under his powerful, commanding hand. “Whenever I’m here, unless I tell you to, you’re not allowed to touch yourself.”
Spank!
“What’s between your legs is mine. Do you understand?”
Mona moaned.
Spank!
“Words, Mona!” He called around another slap. “Use them.”
“Shit!””
Spank!
“Sorry, I—I—understand.”
“Good girl.” Aedan cooed.
Aedan massaged the stinging away then spanked her repeatedly until she came so hard, her whole body threatened to curl in on itself.
Breathless and weak, Mona trembled across Aedan’s lap, but he didn’t give her a chance to recover. He set her on the sofa beside the condoms and spread her wide. She watched as he slipped to his knees then looked down at her wet flesh.
“Damn, Mona.” Aedan purred. “I was marking you as my own and you were streaming down your thighs….”
Aedan bowed to the ankle of her left leg and licked his way up to the inside of her thigh. He did the same to the right leg then dropped kisses everywhere but the place she needed his mouth. Mona burned for him. She squirmed under his sweet torture, whimpering, whispering his name and sighing in frustration.
“Please.” She begged. “Please….”
She was happy when he took pity on her and used his tongue to swipe against her clit. It made her body jerk as she reached to grab the back of his head. Aedan gripped her wrists and restrained them by her side. Mona screamed and opened her legs wider. Her hips moved on their own, thrusting upward, taking his tongue deeper and deeper.
One orgasm charged through her, making her squirt for the first time in her life as she mindlessly opened her body up to this man. The second gripped her, stiffening her body, curled her toes and caused her to buck like a wild horse. But Aedan held on, he latched onto her tender jewel and sucked.
“Aedan!” Mona shouted. “I’m coming!”
Mindless, wanton and alive, she wrestled to get at least one of her hands free. But each orgasm had left her weak and shaking.
Finally, he lifted his head and rose. To her pleasure, Aedan stripped for her, peeling his pants off and discarding it across the room. She heard the material hit the floor, but Mona didn’t care. She grabbed a condom from the sofa and slipped to her knees before him.
“Can I suck you?” She asked coyly, looking up into his beautiful eyes.
“It’s yours, a stórín. You never have to ask to take it.”
A soft purr rumbled through her chest. Mona set the condom between her knees on the floor, palmed his ass and guided his hardness to her lips.
“Look up at me when you do that.” Aedan demanded.
She met his stare as he slipped between her lips. She took him as deeply in her throat until she couldn’t breathe and gagged. Releasing him, Mona inhaled and did it again. After a few tries, Mona realized she loved that. She relaxed her throat and took his hands. She set them on either side of her head to show him what she needed from him. Aedan read her mind, held her head in place, and drove his cock into her mouth.