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Cillian

We have been home for about a month. Leonidas left last week after staying here for two weeks. He wanted to stay longer, but with him recently becoming the boss, he couldn’t afford to be away from Greece any longer.

He actually was by Bia’s side, supporting her last week when we had the funeral for Lucas. My family, Leonidas, and our close friends all came with us when Father Michael helped us say goodbye to our sweet boy.

I was shocked when Leonidas even paid respects to Dillion after the funeral. Guess he isn’t as big of an asshole as I thought he was or at least he’s not where Bia’s concerned.

Father gave me two months off from anything Mafia related, and I have been with Bia every step of the way. She took what happened to Maya hard and blamed herself. I know she still does to an extent, but I remind her she isn’t the one who attacked Maya.

Bia has her head on my chest as we watch some chicks-flick; she chose. She had therapy earlier today and it was a hard session for her. She cried about her father, about missing him, and being forced to watch him die.

After the session ended, Bia was emotionally worn out. That’s why we are laying in the theater room, snuggled up, watching this stupid, sappy movie. I haven’t been paying attention to the movie at all, I’ve just been running my hand through her hair. She decided on wearing a wig until it grows back, she said it was too painful to see in the mirror every day.

Bia jumps when the door swings open and I see Keenan standing in the doorway with a huge smirk on his face.

“No. Whatever you are planning, just no,”

I tell him.

“Why do you say that like you think I’m up to something?”

he asks dramatically with a hand on his chest.

“Because you are a pain in my ass and always are up to something. Now go away,”

I say, pulling Bia’s back closer to my chest.

“Rude. Anyway, pretty Bia why are you watching these boring movies? I have a better idea.”

He says and walks over to us. He snatches Bia from my arms, tosses her over his shoulder and runs out the door. I’m on my feet immediately, chasing after him.

“Keenan, you better get your ass back here, or I’m going to shoot you.”

I yelled after him.

“Got to catch us first,”

he yells back as he runs down the stairs.

“Be fucking careful! If you fucking hurt her, Mam’s going to be attending to your fucking funeral, motherfucker.”

He chuckles as he runs through the door headed toward the garden.

“Keenan Sean O’Sullivan get fucking back here with my wife you twit!”

I yell after them jumping down the last few steps and rushing after them. As I make my way through the door, I see Keenan place Bia on one of the four wheelers. He says something to her, which has her laughing. Seeing her carefree and happy makes me smile but I’m still going to chase them down, and then I’m going to beat his ass.

I take off after them. Bia looks over her shoulder, smiling at me. I rev the engine and speed up after them. I chase them from the back of the mansion to the side where I corner them by the fence. I jump off the four-wheeler and lift Bia off the other four-wheeler before punching Keenan in his stomach.

He bends over wheezing. “What the hell was that for?”

“For driving recklessly; you could have hurt her.”

“And what about my safety?”

“Yeah, well you’re a dumb ass, so I don’t give a flying fuck what happens to you, but she is my world.”

“I feel the love, dickhead.”

“Fuck you too, asshole,”

I tell him as he gives me the middle finger salute.

“That wasn’t nice,”

Bia tells me after Keenan has sped away.

I shrug my shoulders. “He was driving like an idiot.”

“It was fun though.”

“I saw, you looked very happy.”

“Can we drive around?”

I kiss her nose.

“Anything you want.”

I tip her head back and kiss those addicting lips.

I sit down on the four-wheeler and hold out my hand out to help Bia get on.

Having her body pressed against my back and her hands running up and down my thigh has my cock hard.

I grab her hand and squeeze it.

“Behave.”

“I don’t want to.”

I quickly park the four-wheeler behind some trees. I turn it off and grab Bia, placing her in my lap.

“Little one, you're testing my patience. I’m trying to be good.”

“What if I don’t want you to be good?”

“Is my wife needy?”

She nods.

“Do you need my tongue deep inside you?”

She whimpers.

“Or do you want my cock?”

She whimpers again.

“What do you want Bia?”

“You.”

That’s all it takes for my control to snap; I wrap my arms around her waist as I speed off back toward the mansion. My little minx grinds herself against my hard cock.

I take a deep breath as I push harder on the accelerator. As soon as we pull up behind the mansion, I turn off the four-wheeler and throw Bia over my shoulder and run up the steps to our room.

“CILLIAN!”

she shrieks while laughing; I laugh along with her. I make our way inside our wing and lock the door.

I carry her into our room and set her down on the bed. I lean over her and press my lips to hers. Her hands wrap around my neck, pulling me closer to her. One of my hands cup her face and the other holds onto her waist.

I push my tongue inside of her mouth, rubbing it against hers ,savoring her addictive sweet taste. I can taste the chocolate she was eating earlier. Her tongue rubs back against mine at the same time her hips push up into me.

I groan into her mouth and push her hips down with mine and show her how much I want her rubbing my hard cock against her. I move my hand from her hip to her bare thigh. Fuck, I love that she wears these sundresses.

I move my lips from her lips across her cheek, to her jaw and start to nibble on her neck.

“Cillian,”

she gasps.

“Yes, little one.”

“I need you.”

“I know you do. I’m going to take good care of you,”

I whisper in her ear, before sitting her up and pulling her dress over her head. I let it drop to the ground and stare at Bia in her light blue bra and thong.

“Fuck, I’m the luckiest bastard in the world. You are so damn beautiful,”

I tell her and bring my mouth back to hers. I slowly rub my hand up and down her back, massaging the muscles. Bia relaxes more into my touch as I unhook her bra.

I move my mouth to one of her rose nipples. I suck and nibble on it as I play with the other one between my fingers.

I soak in each whimper that leaves her mouth and has me craving for more. After I move my mouth to her other nipple and have both her nipples hard, I move my mouth and leave a trail of wet kisses down her body.

When I get to her pussy, I run my nose down her wet thong and inhale deeply. I groan, “Fuck, Bia, you smell so fucking good.”

I grab the elastic of her thong in between my teeth and keeping my eyes on her I drag it down her legs. As I kiss up her legs, I watch the way her breath hitches as I get closer to her pussy. I purposely kiss past her pussy, up to her hip bone, across to her other hip and all the way back down.

“Cillian, please.”

I chuckle as I pick up both of her legs and put them over my shoulders. “Hold on,”

is all I tell her before I dive in between her legs.

I groan as her essence hits my tongue; fuck, I already see I’m going to be addicted to eating this perfect pussy. I fuck her with my tongue, making sure the tip of my tongue drags across the top of her pussy.

“Oh please,”

Bia whines as she holds onto my hair, bringing my face closer to her pussy.

I push my thumb across her clit and rub in circles.

“Cillian,”

she chants my name. I speed up the pace of my tongue fucking her, and I’m rewarded with more of her juices. Fuckkkk, she tastes so damn good. I could live with my tongue deep inside her for the rest of my life.

“Oh, Cillian, I’m…I’m…”

For a moment I move my tongue out of her, “That’s it Bia. Let go.”

I suck her clit into my mouth and push two of my fingers inside of her and rub them back and forth over her g-spot.

Her walls tighten around my fingers and her head is tossed back as she soaks my fingers.

Fuck, she looks so breathtaking right now, her tits pushed forward heaving as she pants through her orgasm. I tilt her hips up higher, and I keep fingering her as she starts to squeeze me again when I feel her second orgasm approaching.

A few nibbles and sucks more on her swollen clit has her pulling my hair as she screams my name. I slowly move my fingers from her and lick her clean.

After I have licked up everything she gave me, I crawl over her. She shocks me when her dainty hand reaches for me and squeezes my already hard cock.

I feel like I could cum just from her wrapping her hand around me and stroking my cock.

“You, okay?”

I ask her.

“Better than okay,”

she tells me breathlessly. I smile and kiss her lips as I move my cock and start to push it in but Bia tenses and freezes. I move my mouth away from hers, seeing the panic in her eyes. I pull back.

“Bia? Talk to me. What’s wrong.”

“I’m sorry. I want this, but feeling you over me, reminds me of.”

Fuck we should have talked about this.

“Hey no tears, it’s okay. Tell me what you want,”

I tell her as I lay next to her holding her in my arms.

“I want you but…”

“Okay. So I don’t lay over you that’s fine,”

I tell her as I grab her hips and spin us around, so she is straddling my waist.

“You are in control; you want to keep going, we can, with you on top or we stop.”

“I really want you but I’ve never. What if I’m not any good?”

“Bia that is impossible, raise up,”

I tell her, I gently tap her ass before I guide her with my hands. I grab my cock with one hand and have it at her entrance.

“Just sit down on my cock, Bia,”

She does, and I groan as her velvet pussy wraps itself around my cock. Her pussy stretches so well around my cock and my prince albert piercing. Watching her face was worth getting those done all that years ago.

“Ooh. It feels so good.”

“Fuck yes, you do.”

Bia sits all the way down on my cock, she starts to wiggle her hips and as she moans my name. Fucking hell, I have never seen anything sexier than this moment. Watching as she sits on top of me using my cock as she rides me chasing her orgasm with her face tilted up in pleasure.

“God you are so sexy. Just like that, Bia. Ride me,”

I groan as I hold onto her hips, my mouth waters as I watch her tits bounce with each thrust.

I take one in my mouth, sucking it.

“Cillian! I…I need.”

I know exactly what she needs with both of my hands, I hold onto her hips. I move my mouth away from her nipple to tell her.

“Grab onto my shoulders.”

The moment she does, I start to fuck her.

“YES!”

she screams and I have to bite my tongue to stop myself from spilling inside of her. Her walls grip onto my cock in a death grip.

I move her up and down my cock as she moves her mouth to mine, and I open for her as she pushes her tongue in my mouth. She moans and grinds herself on me.

She needs to cum soon before I embarrass myself. I barely push my thumb on her clit when she grips me and screams my name; then I groan her name and empty myself inside of her.

I hold her sweaty body to my chest as we both pant. Holy fucking shit, I don’t think I have ever cum so hard. Holy shit.

Feeling Bia’s lips on my chest, I look down to see her looking up at me. I lean down and peck her swollen lips.

“I love you,”

I tell her.

“You do?”

“With my heart and soul.”

“I love you too.”

She wiggles and tries to get more comfortable. My cock, which is still inside of her thinks that she is ready to go again.

“Are you? But we… just?”

“Am I hard again for you? Absolutely.”

“How are you already ready again?”

“Because I’m inside my sexy as sin wife and I always want you.”

I snicker as I thrust a few times inside of her.

“You're going to kill me,”

she pants. I roll us to our sides and move her leg over my hip.

“No, I’m going to love you. Plus, we have months to make up for,”

I say before slamming my mouth on hers and swallow her moans.

We spend the rest of the day wrapped around each other until we pass out. I smile, holding her in my arms until falling asleep. I have my wife back, I’m a few months away from being crowned and taking over for my father. Life is fucking really good.