In this moment, I can't help but see how powerful the woman inthe mirror is—she has a man who could kill someone in an instant, worshiping her.
I lean back into him, relishing his every touch, feeling more and more powerful with each one. When he suddenly stops, I concentrate back on the mirror again and watch him stand up, stripping.Shit, this man is everything. Danger and power radiate off of him—you can see it in every move he makes—and when he touches me, it's like it transfers to me.
"On all fours, wife," he commands. I do what he says, I want to feel his power run through my body once again. As soon as I'm on all fours, he pulls down the boxers I'm wearing, leaving them at my thighs.
Kieran smacks my ass as he climbs up behind me, and for now I’m just going to feel, giving into the sensation, smiling with every touch. Shit, this could get addicting, or maybe I'm already addicted because I can't imagine not having this ever again. Feelingbold once more, I lock eyes with Kieran in the mirror and command, "Fuck me."
My words have Kieran's sexy smirk making an appearance before he lines his cock up with my pussy, saying, "I plan too."
Then plunges into me, arching my back, I hold on for dear life.
“Every.”Thrust.“Day.”Thrust. “Of.”Thrust. “Our.”Thrust.“Lives.”Thrust.
I watch in the mirror as Kieran continues to slide in and out of me. "Fuck, Mia, look at you taking my cock so good. Look at how beautiful you are. I'm never letting you go. I want to feel you wrapped around me, every minute of every day."
His hands skim over my sensitive nipples and I can't help but push myself into them, arching my back, making his cock change position, and I feel even fuller. Kieran moves his hands from my breasts to my spine, and he skims his hands along it, leaving goosebumps in his wake. "I love the way you look. So wild for me."
My gaze goes to the mirror, and I see what he sees—I mean, my hair is all over the place. My skin is flushed, my eyes are so dilated that all you can see are my pupils. I'm not sure I've ever seen myself like this before, and maybe I like this version of me, too.
I can feel my orgasm approaching as Kieran thrusts into me, stretching me in the best way possible. His hands are still roaming all over my skin, I'm not sure there isn't a spot he hasn't touched, and I love that he can't seem to get enough of me.
A tear streaks down my cheek. I drop my head, hoping that he won't see how emotional I'm getting.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Unfortunately, I'm not so lucky and Kieran does see the tears coming down my face. I'm still trying to hide my face when he stops thrusting into me, in fact, he pulls out and I cry out from the loss of him. Collapsing onthe bed, I try to smother my face, wishing it would just swallow me whole.
But Kieran has other plans. He flips me over, his eyes softening when he looks at me. "Talk to me.”
I try to turn my face away from him, not wanting to talk about it. It was never a good thing to show vulnerability growing up, people just use it against you. And maybe Kieran has shown that he might not do that, but I'm not ready to expose that part of myself to him, yet.
His hand comes to my chin, and he pulls my face back toward him, forcing me to look at him when he carefully asks, "Mia, what's going on,mo bhanphrionsa.Tell me. Did I hurt you?"
I don't answer, I just shake my head, hoping he will drop it, but I should've known better. Kieran is like a dog with a bone. "Tell me," he commands again.
Knowing I need to give him something, I say, "I’m just a little emotional. I'venever…" I trail off, pleading with my eyes. He seems to understand what I'm trying to say, as he leans down, giving me a chaste kiss before muttering, "I feel the same."
Before I can reply, he pushes my legs apart, forcing them around his waist. He wraps his hand around my neck, lightly holding me in one spot as he pounds into me. Hitting that one delicious spot. I can't even process what is happening before my orgasm hits me so hard, I can feel my pussy squeeze around Kieran's cock.
"That’s right,mo bhanphrionsa,you want my cum, take it from me," he grits out.
I squeeze my pussy one more time as Kieran begins to go faster as he chases his own orgasm. I can feel his dick swell inside me and shortly after he groans, "Yes, wife," before he paints my insides.
Kieran leans over me as I collapse on the bed, trying to catch my breath as his cum drips out of me. I'm about to ask him to grabme a washcloth when I feel him pushing it back in.
Looking up at him, I ask incredulously, "You don't care that I could get pregnant."
He doesn't move his focus from what he's doing before he answers. "I can't imagine anything better than you round with my child." When he finally looks at me, I search his face for a lie, but I can't seem to find one.
I jump when a knock on the door comes, but Kieran pushes me back down, shouting, "Go away."
"Kieran. Your parents are here," a man's voice yells back through the door. "I thought you might want a heads up before coming out of your room."
Kieran chuckles. "Good thinking, Henry. We will be down in a minute."
"Got it," Henry replies and then we can hear his footsteps retreating.
Kieran smiles down at me, saying, "Let's get cleaned up."
