She shakes her head gets up, pouring the remainder of her coffee down the sink. “You never were a very good liar, Rory. I’m going to assume that you’re keeping the truth from me for a reason, so I’m going to be totally honest with you.”
I watch her standing at the kitchen sink, looking out of the window into the back garden, she has her back to me, but her shoulders are slumped. I get up from the chair walking over to her, I turn her to face me, that’s when I see the tears. Pulling her into me, I wrap my arms around her, placing a kiss on the top of her head. “Aunt, B, talk to me, what’s going on?”
She sniffs, straightening her spine and putting her armour back on, and for a few minutes I think she’s going to give me nothing, but she walks me into the front room and we sit on the sofa, she begins to tell me about her life with Uncle Michael.
She doesn’t know anything about his past, or who his family might have been, but by the time she’s finished telling me everything I find myself wishing the fucker was still alive so I could kill him.
Chapter 12
“And she never told anyone, not even a friend?” Nora and I are laying in the middle of the front room floor, she’s twirling her fingers around my nipple, her naked pussy resting on my leg.
After leaving Aunt B’s I came straight here, I’d needed to talk to someone, about what she’d told me. I could have called our Lawyer Halliwell after all he is helping me, with all of this, he’s the only person who knows everything I know.
But I’d needed to talk to someone who knows Bernie just as much as I do, and I can’t go to my family with this, not yet.
“Nope, for years she kept his abuse a secret. She was afraid that he would take Liam from her or hurt him, then our Aoife moved in with them and she couldn’t leave her.”
Starting to feel uncomfortable talking about this, I get up and head to the kitchen to pour us a glass of wine, Nora turns and lays on her back, her hands under her head.
“Aoife figured it out, the fact that Michael was abusing Aunt B. That was when she told her that her fella was kicking her about too. Aunt B told her she had to tell us and da or she would. Aoife countered her and said she would tell us, if B did…she never told anyone about what happened until now, but she did tell Da about Aoife…that was only a few weeks before they were both killed.”
I down my glass of wine, then pour myself another before heading back to Nora with hers. She turns back on her side, and rests her head on her hand, taking the glass from me and having a sip.
I sit on the floor, a little away from Nora so I can rest my back on the sofa, not wanting her so far away, I crook my finger indicating for her to come closer.
Placing her glass on the floor, she gets to her knees and crawls to me, biting her lip. My dick is instantly hard, watching her crawl along the floor, her tits swinging in front of her. I fucking love that she has no inhibitions.
I spread my legs wide open as she moves between them, running her nails up my thighs I hiss when she scratches the skin, not enough to make me bleed, but enough that my skin tingles and turns red. She wraps one hand around my shaft, slowly, pumping up and down, while the other she curls around my balls, and I almost shoot off the fucking floor when she squeezes and rolls one in her hand. “Fuck beautiful, keep that up and this won’t last long.”
She smiles and bites her lip right before she kisses the tip, then runs her tongue along the tip and all the way down the top side, then swirls it around and runs it back up the underside. I reach out to grab the back of her head, but she catches my movement out the corner of her eyes and bats my hand away. She shakes her head at me then wraps her lips around my shaft and then drops her head all the way down, until the tip of my cock is touching the back of her throat.
My head tips back, as I breathe through the sensations of her teeth gently scraping up my cock as she slowly starts bobbing her head up and down. Her tongue trails the path for her teeth to follow, I clench my muscles trying to control the building orgasm, she continues likes this and I don’t know how long I’m going to be able to hold it.
I slam my hands onto the floor then grab the sofa cushion either side of me, gritting my teeth, as she increases the speed of her movements. “Fu..uck baby, I ca..” I can barely fucking breathe I don’t have a hope in hell of stringing a full sentence together. I’m a total goner the moment her hands cup my balls and squeeze. “FUCK YES,” I bellow as my orgasm explodes through my body shooting my hot cum down her throat. Her mouth is fixed around my shaft as she drinks down everything I give her. I look down to see her eyes, fixed on mine her lips curled slightly at the edges.
I watch her breathless as she sucks the last drips from my cock, then pulls off with a pop.
“You feel better handsome?” She grins, knowing fucking full well what she does to me.
She leans back on her heels looking mighty pleased with herself, I move so quickly she doesn’t have time to react. Pushing her back to the floor, and pinning her there with my body, I grin. “My turn beautiful.”
I swallow her laugh, when my lips connect with hers, pushing between her lips and licking her own. As she tries to control the kiss, I bite her lip, pulling it in my teeth, making her moan.
I grab both of her wrists in one of my hands and raise them above her head I place kisses along her jaw, down her neck and along her collar bone, my lips move down to her breasts, licking and kissing every inch.
I grab one of her breasts in my hand squeezing and massaging it, until her nipple is a stiff peak. Then I grab it between my finger and thumb and roll it between them as I lick her other one then blow. Her breath catches, and her back arches. “You like that babe?”
“Mmm,” she moans, as I suck on her nipple, and bite. I slide my hand down her body to her pussy, my finger rubbing her clit, then running along her pussy lips. “Jesus lass, you’re fucking soaked”
“For you...” she breathes… “always.”
I tease her pussy, running my fingers up to her clit, then all the way down to her arse. I feel her clench in anticipation, I know she likes it when I take her there, but not tonight.
“Please,” she begs.
“Please what?”
“I need to come Rory, please.”
