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With that sexy smirk brightening his handsome face, he undoes the first two buttons on his shirt then pulls it over his head.
My mouth waters at the sight of his muscular body, sculpted to perfection with peaks and valleys of hard muscle lining his abs.
Down his entire left side are a range of tattoos, from two winged dragons to Celtic swirls. They’re all done in such an artistic way that they look like they might come to life.
He backs to the wall to our left which is opposite the glass one. I know he’s wild enough to fuck me against the glass wall, but he must have known I’m too cautious that we could be seen.
Cillian undoes his belt and I pay close attention to the growing bulge of his cock pushing against his pants.
When he shoves his pants and boxers down his powerfully built legs, his massive cock juts free, pointing and straining toward me.
Suddenly I’m not thinking about anything except what it might feel like to have him inside me.
He reaches for me and turns me to face the wall, then he’s at my ear again. “I hope you like rough, lass. I’m a monster. I don’t know how to do gentle. I plan to fuck you hard. Are you sure you still want me?”
“Yes.” I’ve never been surer about anything in my life.
Cillian bends me over, and my hair falls forward over my face like a curtain.
He grabs my hips, shoves my legs wider, and lines the head of his cock up with my slick entrance. I gasp when he pushes in, and I’m grateful when he inches in because I know I’m tight.
My walls struggle to take his length and thickness but I’m so wet that when he plunges in, he goes deep, and I know that the hard fuck he promised is about to happen.
He starts to move inside me and a blast of pleasure takes over, slapping over my body in waves of hot, consuming fire.
It’s like nothing else and all I’m thinking about is how amazing he feels inside me.
I moan with every thrust he gives me and the sounds of our bodies slapping together fill the room with a wild energy. That same wild energy I felt when I first kissed him.
When he starts to fuck me relentlessly I cry out with pleasure, screaming his name. It seems to encourage him to go even faster.
My breasts bounce before me and all I can do to keep myself from falling over is press my hands against the wall.
“Fucking hell, Chloe. You feel so fucking good,” he groans, taking a handful of my ass and squeezing it. “I’m going to fuck you harder.”
He does and I come. I come so hard the room shifts from my view and I feel like I might pass out.
“Oh… God… Cillian.”
“That’s right. Me. You’re mine.”
Mine.
A wave of emotion takes me, but among the sea of pleasure stealing my senses that word sinks into my mind and I soak it up like a sponge.
Cillian only allows me that moment of thought before he hammers into me relentlessly and so hard it hurts. Then his cock stiffens inside me, pushing harder on my G-spot.
I come again, and he does, too.
The two of us cry out this time while he floods me with searing hot virile cum. My walls squeeze his cock as if I’m trying to take it all, and he’s still pounding into me. As if he can’t get enough.
It takes a few moments before he slows, then the two of us try to catch our breath.
Slowly Cillian pulls out of me and my knees cave. He catches me and turns me to face him, cocooning me in the warmth of his strength.
We’re both drenched with sweat but I’m surprised by the glow I see on his skin.
I’m more surprised at myself. I just had sex with him.
