Cillian brushes his thumb across my bottom lip, tilting my chin back to him. Then he kisses me, firm, slow, consuming.
He scoops me back into his arms in one smooth movement.
“Where are we going?” I gasp, breathless.
He smirks, eyes dark. “I’m going to make you come for me,” he murmurs, “and then I’m going to build you a fire. How does that sound?”
My heart stutters.
I nod, because that's I’ll I can manage.
Cillian carries me toward the stairs and up to his bedroom, and I curl into him, smiling like I’ve never smiled for anyone else.
Before I can even fathom what’s happening, Cillian has stripped me naked and has dropped me on his bed. He’s lost his jacket and shirt, but to my dismay has left his jeans on. He makes it no secret about what he's about to do. He’s done teasing us both, and I feel his fingers skirt up my inner thigh in the most delicious way. Cillian uses two digits to run along my bare pussy and I see him swallow hard before he climbs on the bed to lean down to kiss me on my mouth gently. “Open your legs wide for me, Ellie. I want to see every inch of you,” he murmurs.
I instantly obey, my legs falling open for him. Before I realize what’s happening, Cillian finds my entrance and roughly pushes two of his big fingers inside of me to his first knuckle. I stiffen, reaching up to grab onto his muscular forearm and dig my nails in.There’s a bite of pain, but there’s a delicious pressure building. I’m torn between wanting to spread my legs wider and wanting to clamp them closed around his hand.
“Does it hurt?” Cillian grinds out against my ear. He groans before he says, “Baby, say something. I don’t know what to do here,” he’s begging me, and I realize in this moment that when he said he’d not been with other women this way, he wasn’t exaggerating. I can feel how much he’s struggling not to be rougher with me. I can feel the twitch in his arm as he tries to hold completely still. “You’re so wet for me,” he adds, kissing my neck. I got him all worked up and now he’s trying not to let that part of him take over. I know he has the ability to tear me in half if he wants to. He could press me down in this mattress and do whatever he wanted right now, and there’s a part of me that thrives off of the excitement of all of that.
“Yes, but I don’t want you to stop,” I finally answer his first question with a whisper. “Make me come on your fingers,Cillian. I want you inside of me when I come for the first time.” I’ve tried to masturbate over the years, but I was always too far in my head to get it right, I guess. I’m glad it’ll be with him. It feels like it was always meant to be with him.
“Fuck,” Cillian hisses, pulling his fingers out of my pussy. I cry out at the loss of contact with him, until he finds my clit and begins rubbing it in small circles. I knew he would make me feel good, but I wasn’t prepared for this feeling of electric currents zapping straight to the little bundle of nerves he seems to like. I lean back against the fluffy pillows when he says, “I don’t want to hurt you, baby. You’re so tight, I don’t know how you’re going to take my cock,” he grits out and my eyes roll back in pleasure.
“I won’t break. You’ll have to stretch me out first so you’ll fit,” I tell him before I reach down and grab his hand. I want his fingers back inside of me. I want him to bury them to the second knuckle and give me a taste of what having him thrust inside of me will feel like. Cillian presses a rough kiss to the side of my flushed cheek and inches his fingers inside of pussy. He’s moving so slowly that I think he’s trying to kill us both.
“You’re too tight, I’m going to ruin you.” Despite what he’s saying, Cillian pushes his fingers inside me roughly, but still only halfway. I can feel the way he’s trying to hold himself back. He doesn’t want to lose control and while I love him for that, in this very moment, that’s all I want from him. I arch back against him, silently begging him for more.
“Please, I need you to fuck me,” I gasp out, hoping that my choice of words will make him snap. Instead, Cillian’s free hand comes up to grip my throat gently, but hard enough to keep me pinned under him.“You don’t know how ruthless I can be, baby. You don’t know?—”
“You don’t scare me, Cillian. You’re the only safety I’ve ever known,” I whisper, and his fingers push deep inside my pussy…all the way, just like I wanted. My pussy contracts as if tryingto pull his fingers deeper. “I’ll be such a good girl for you,” I promise, and he curses, leaning down to suck on one of my nipples as his fingers pump inside of me. I arch up, the pain is gone and I’m left with this pressure in my lower belly that’s unfamiliar, but feels so fucking good. Just when I think I might see stars, Cillian withdraws his fingers from my pussy and brings one up to my clit. He rubs in circular motions making my legs jerk. I’m not prepared for the pleasure that sweeps through my entire body at what seems like such a simple touch. I need more of this. I don’t know what I need more of, but this isn’t enough. I need him fully on top of me, buried balls deep inside of my tight pussy.
“Baby,” Cillian whispers. “What do you want from me?”
“Please,” I whimper and my eyes meet his. I see the way his expression changes. He likes when I whine and whimper for him, and I promise that I’ll do it every day for the rest of my life if he’ll just keep touching me.
“Do you need to come, Ellie girl? If I make you come all over my fingers, will you be able to fall asleep for me?” he asks so gruffly. “I want you in this bed when I get back from starting the fire. I want you naked, and ready to take my cock.”
“Yes,” I squeak out the word, pressing my head back into the pillow and letting my eyelashes flutter shut.
“Spread your legs for me,” he demands and I instantly obey again.
I suck in a breath when the tips of two of his fingers slide down my slit again and find my entrance. He slides his fingers all the way inside so very slowly, and our eyes never break contact. “You’re so fucking beautiful that it almost hurts to look at you.”
I whine again when he pulls his finger out of me and brings it to his lips, sucking the wetness onto his tongue. I can feel his eyes on me when I reach my hand up to slide my fingers along the contours of Cillian’s bare chest and abdomen. When I movelower, reaching the top of his jeans, he grabs my wrist, pinning it above my head roughly.
“If I feel your delicate fingers stroking my dick, I can't be held responsible for what I’ll do to you,” Cillian snaps, and he sounds like he’s in physical pain to tell me no. He straddles me, pinning me in place and I see the way his hips jerk forward instinctively. He likes holding me down, and I realize that my pussy clenches at the thought of him doing this while he’s thrusting inside of me. I decide to try something, and I’m not disappointed. I pretend to fight my way out of his strong hold and it’s more than he can take. Cillian pins me down with the weight of his big body, with only his jeans separating my pussy from his thick, aching cock.
“Oh,” I gasp, and I stop fighting the moment I feel just how big his dick is in this position. I try to remain composed when I finally speak. “Is this what you want, Cillian? Do you want to overpower me? Hold me down and fuck me?” I can’t help the gasp that leaves my lips when I feel Cillian’s dick jerk against my most private area.
“Yes,” he rasps. “You have no idea how much I want that. I want every part of you. I want to own you in ways I can’t even explain. But for now, I just want you to cum all over my fingers.”
Cillian’s mouth is on mine and his fingers are back inside of me, pumping in a rhythm that his hips adopt. I kiss him back just as passionately as he finger fucks me. He’s been edging me so long that all it takes is for him to hit the exact right spot and I’m coming hard around his thick fingers, my body trembling beneath his.
Cillian doesn’t slow down when he feels me coming, instead, he keeps his fingers plunging inside of me and he groans an expletive into my mouth. “Fuck, Ellie. You’re so tight, and wet, and fucking perfect for me.”
I wrap my arms around him, pulling him as close to me as possible as I ride the waves of the orgasm, my legs spasming, and rewarding him for his hard work.
It’s almost instantaneous that my eyes, and really my entire body feels heavy. The pleasure hit me hard, and now I feel like I’m going to fall into the most peaceful sleep of my life.
