Page 12 of Beautiful Trauma (The Irish Rogues #5)

A s my cock swelled painfully in my dress pants, my fingers itched to touch each and every inch of Mya’s gorgeous body. After everything that had transpired this evening, I couldn’t believe we’d gotten to this moment.

Despite my initial worry about us taking things too far, I wanted nothing more than to bury myself deep inside her. But before I did that, I wanted to touch and taste her until she was screaming my name.

With my gaze on hers, my hands slid from Mya’s waist up over her ribcage.

As I grazed her breasts, her breath hitched.

Instead of claiming them with my hands and mouth as I wanted, I continued working my hands to the neckline of her dress.

Gripping the fabric between my fingers, I asked, “Can I see you now?”

Surprise flashed in her eyes. “You’re asking permission?”

“I want to stay connected with you in each and every moment. This is about your comfort as much as it is about your pleasure.”

“You really are a class act, aren’t you?”

“I’m a class act who wants to fuck you hard and dirty.”

Mya grinned. “A Filthy Prince Charming.”

“That sounds more like it.”

“Then yes. I want you to see me.”

I slowly slid the neckline down to expose the two perfect, round globes beneath the fabric. The sight sent my cock pounding against my zipper. “That’s a gorgeous pair of tits.”

She wrapped her arms around my shoulders. “Thank you.”

As soon as I’d pushed the top to her waist, I brought my hand to one of her breasts. I kneaded the flesh between my fingers. “You are so beautiful,” I murmured against her neck.

A gasp escaped Mya’s lips when my thumb flicked back and forth across her nipple.

Dipping my head, I blew air against the hardening bud.

As Mya whimpered, I licked her nipple. My tongue swished back and forth over the sensitive flesh.

Mya’s head lolled back when my mouth closed over the swollen peak.

I suckled it deeply before flicking and swirling my tongue across it. My hand kept stroking her other breast as my tongue worked the nipple in my mouth into a hardened pebble. Another cry of pleasure escaped Mya’s lips. “Mm, you weren’t lying about being vocal.”

Her fingers went to my hair, tugging and grasping at the strands as the pleasure washed over her. After licking a wet trail to her other breast, I claimed the nipple. My fingers feathered across her belly teasingly, causing her hips to buck. After a brief hesitation, I slid them between her legs.

“Mm, Kellan,” Mya panted against my lips as my fingers began to work against her pussy over the fabric. As she rubbed her center against my fingertips, her hips arched involuntarily against my hand.

Dipping my fingers inside her thong, I sought out her swollen clit. At the first stroke, Mya cried out and gripped my shoulders tightly. My thumb continued rubbing as my fingers slid into her wet folds.

With her arousal coating my fingers, I knew I wanted to taste her. When I pulled my hand out of her thong, she mewled in protest. “Easy now.”

Her eyes flared as I sank to my knees in front of her.

I jerked the scrap of lace covering Mya’s pussy to the side before dipping my head.

After I flattened my tongue against her center, I licked up her soaked seam, causing her to cry out.

“Do you like that?” I questioned with my mouth against her pussy.

“Mm, hmm,” she whimpered as she rocked her hips against my mouth.

“Do you want more?”

“Yes, please.”

With a smile, I buried my face completely into Mya’s pussy. Her scent invaded my nose as her arousal coated my cheeks. I then sucked and licked at her labia, alternating between nibbling and biting her tender flesh. “Kellan!” she shrieked.

When my nose pressed into her clit, she thrust her hips up, desperate for more friction. As her chest heaved and she panted, I rubbed the heel of free hand against my aching cock.

“Kellan, please.”

“Please what?”

“I want to come.”

“Do you need it?”

She shuddered. “So bad.”

“Then beg me.”

Her dark eyes popped wide in shock. “B-Beg?”

Instead of replying, I swirled my tongue around her clit in slow, teasing strokes. Her thighs quivered.

“Please make me come, Kellan.”

I stared up at her. “Do you want me to fuck you with my tongue?”

“Oh yes.”

“Then beg me.”

Her teeth scraped against her full bottom lip. “Please tongue fuck me hard and deep.”

“Oh fuck,” I muttered.

I spread her lips apart with my fingers before I thrust my tongue inside her. Mya cried out, her thighs quivering. Once I was deep inside, I swirled and flicked my tongue around her center.

Mya’s fingers connected with the strands of my hair. As she rode my face, she jerked the hair, causing my dick to throb. “Yes, Oh God, Kellan!” she shrieked.

When my teeth grazed her clit, an orgasm charged through her. Her thighs against my head shook with the intensity of the pulsing of her walls around my tongue. Mya’s head banged back against the bookshelf as she rode out wave after wave. Both curses and praises tumbled from her mouth.

I didn’t remove my tongue until I felt the last clench of her walls. After bestowing tender kisses across her pussy, I brought my hands up to ease her dress off her waist and down her thighs. I did leave her in her thong.

As I rose up off the floor, I swiped Mya’s arousal off my lips and face with my sleeve. She watched me through hooded eyes. I gripped her face in my hands. “You are so beautiful when you come.”

To my surprise, she shyly asked, “I am?”

“Mm, the way you taste and smell. And the sounds you make are so fucking sexy.”

Mya’s vulnerable expression was quickly replaced with a more sultry one. “I think it’s time for me to return the favor.

She then reached for the button on my pants. After she unbuttoned them, Mya slid the zipper down. My breath hitched when she dipped her hand inside my briefs. When she took my cock in her hand, I exhaled raggedly.

She froze mid-pump and stared up at me in surprise. “Yep, that’s all me,” I teased.

“Your size isn’t what’s shocking.” Her eyes widened as her fingers slid along the metal at the base of my shaft. “Kellan Kavanaugh, is your cock pierced?”

“Yes, Mya, it is.”

A grin curved on her lips. “So it’s true?”

“What?”

“It’s always the quiet ones who are freaks.”

With a wink, I replied, “You have no idea.”

As her fingers continued exploring my cock, she said, “I’ve never been with a guy with a piercing.”

“There’s a first time for everything.”

Her brows furrowed. “Will it hurt?”

I brushed my knuckles along her jawline. “It’s all for your pleasure.”

She licked her lips. “What does it taste like?”

“Take my pants off and see.”

A wicked look flashed in her eyes as her hand came out of my briefs. She made quick work of pushing my pants and boxers over my hips and down my legs. After I stepped out of them, Mya sank to her knees before me.

Through hooded eyes, I watched as she took my cock in her hand. Her tongue flicked out to tease the head before sliding along the piercings. She flattened it to lick across the metal. “Tastes good,” she remarked.

“My cock tastes even better,” I grunted like a caveman.

She grinned. “I'd better give it a try.”

“You do that.”

With her eyes locked on mine, Mya sucked my cock into her mouth. My abdominal muscles contracted with pleasure at the slick warmth. After sliding me in and out a few times, she pulled me out to lick me like a popsicle. It was both pleasurable and torturous.

When she alternated flicking my tip teasingly, I moaned. “Mya, please.”

“Please what?” she asked while turning the tables on me from before.

“You want to make me beg like I did you?”

“I think it’s only fair?”

“Mm, please suck my cock.”

While staring up at me, she started licking and nibbling a wet trail up the inside of one of my thighs. When I huffed out a frustrated breath, her teeth dipped into my skin. I opened my mouth to protest when she blew air across the bite.

As she started to do the same to my other thigh, I cupped her cheek. “I asked nicely. Now suck my cock.”

Her dark eyes flared. “Are you commanding me?”

“I am.”

“And what if I don’t do it?”

I narrowed my eyes. “Then I’m going to take you across my lap and spank your arse until it’s red.”

She groaned. “Fuck, you’re making me so wet.”

It was my turn to groan when she spat a stream of saliva on my cock before swallowing me down her throat. My hips began to move of their own volition, and soon I was pumping myself in and out of Mya’s mouth. When she gripped my balls and squeezed, my head fell back, and I practically saw stars.

“Fuck me, your mouth is so good.”

Mya hummed her appreciation at my compliment around my cock. I continued thrusting into her mouth as she brought her hands to my ass. Her fingernails scraped across my cheeks, causing my hips to buck faster.

With her hand, Mya began to stroke me hard and fast. Changing up the position, she brought her fingers to my base.

Twisting her hand back and forth like she was opening a bottle, she alternated between tonguing and hard suctioning my tip.

The saliva that fell from her lips slid down my length, allowing her fingers to give me an even smoother swirl off her hand, as she pumped up and down.

“I’m going to come,” I warned her.

As I eased out of her mouth, her saliva dripped off my cock. Staring up at me, playfully flicked the tip with her tongue. “I don’t mind.”

With a shake of my head, I countered, “I want to be inside you.”

“Yes, please,” she purred.

After helping her off her knees, I turned around to grab a condom out of the desk drawer. I made quick work of tearing open the wrapper and sliding it down my cock. I found Mya watching me with interest.

When she caught me looking, she gave me a sheepish look. “I thought you might have to have special condoms.

I laughed. “Not with a Jacob’s Ladder.”

“Good to know.”

After sliding on the condom, I slid my hands around her waist before bringing my lips to hers. My tongue delved deep into her mouth just as I planned for my cock to do with her pussy.

Her skin pebbled as I slid my hands up her ribcage.

Taking her hands in mine, I pushed her arms above her head and rested them against one of the shelves.

After holding them in place with one hand, I brought the other between her legs.

I stroked my fingers through her silky arousal.

"You got off on sucking my cock, didn’t you? ”

When her response came in the form of a whimper, I commanded. “Answer me.”

An erotic look flashed in her eyes. “And what if I don’t?” she challenged.

I shot her a wicked grin. “Then I’ll have to punish you.”

“What did you have in mind, Big Boy?”

Letting go of her hands, I gripped her by the waist, causing her to squeal. After sitting her on her feet in front of the desk, I flipped her around. I placed my palm between her shoulder blades before easing her onto her stomach on mahogany.

As she threw a heated gaze at me over her shoulder, Mya swiveled her hips, shaking the perfect round globes of her ass at me. When I merely caressed her silky skin, she frowned.

“Is something wrong?” I asked.

“I thought you were going to punish me?”

“Isn’t teasing a form of punishment?”

Her pillowy lips turned down in a pout. “But I like harder punishments.”

“Patience, a mhuirin .”

“What does that mean?”

“Darling.”

“Shouldn’t you be calling me your slut and whore when you’re about to spank me?”

Instead of replying, I cracked my palm against her right cheek. “I’ll call you what I want.” With a pointed look, I said, “ A mhuirin slut.”

“Hmm, that’s more like it.”

After smacking her left cheek, Mya hummed her approval. I smoothed my hand across the red streaks on her skin before slapping her other cheek. When she tried rubbing her pussy against the desk for friction, I pushed her legs apart. “You only get pleasure from me.”

When I brought my cock to her center, I rubbed the piercing along her clit. “Please, Kellan.”

As I continued to tease her, I asked, “What do you need, baby?”

“You.”

“You have me.”

“Then your cock.”

Rubbing my piercing against her clit, I replied, “It’s right here.”

As she mewled in frustration, her fingers curled against the edge of the desk. “I need your cock inside me.”

Even though I wanted to slam myself inside Mya, I forced myself to hold back. She needed to get used to my size and my piercing first. With one hand on her hip, I start easing slowly into her.

As her walls clenched my tip, a groan erupted from my lips. “Fuck, you’re perfect.”

“Am I?”

“Yes. I can’t wait until I’m buried so deep inside you. I want to fuck you until your cum runs down your thighs.”

“Oh God,” Mya muttered.

When she tried pushing back against my cock, I tightened my hand on her hip. “Easy.”

“But I need more.”

I bent over to lick a wet trail up her spine. “I know, babe. But I don’t want to hurt you.”

She shivered beneath me. “I want you to wreck me.”

“I can do that without hurting you,” I replied, as my hips flexed to thrust deeper inside her.

“Umm, just like that.”

After pushing forward a little, I withdrew. We both hissed with pleasure when I thrust back inside her. Once I felt like she was ready, I started up a punishing rhythm.

Mya cried out. “Your…piercing.”

I stilled my movements. “Did I hurt you?”

She shuddered. “No. It’s so fucking good.”

With a growl in her ear, I continued to bottom out inside her.