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She makes a sound that’s a mix between a moan and a purr and I smile inside. All this and a praise kink too. I’ve won the fucking lottery.
“Come for me now, beautiful. Come hard so that I can fuck you like we’ve both been dreaming about.” Increasing the pressure of my hold and my thumb, I flex my hips and push deeper inside her.
“Oh, Tag!” Her pussy clenches and she comes apart, milking my cock and slicking my hand at her core. Body shuddering, I give her a few ragged breaths for her to ride out her release and then I grip her and swing her down to the bed. “And now to the fucking.”
Reaching to the end of the bed, I grab my belt and then sling it around one of the four posts of the bed frame. Giving Laine both ends of the fine leather, I waggle my brows. “Wrap your hands above your head and hold on tight.”
Now that I know she likes to be a bit deviant, I have so many ideas of things we can do, but for this morning, I wasn’t prepared.
Still, as I lift her legs and stare at her release glistening at her entrance, there’s nothing I would change about this moment.
“Now, my good girl, I’m going to show you what it is to be properly fucked.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Laine
It’s late by the time Tag and I make it down to breakfast, but I don’t have it in me to be embarrassed. Tag certainly isn’t. I’m spent and he knows it, the cocky jerk. My arms and legs are rubbery and shaky, my throat needed a silk scarf to hide the marks of our sex-play, and my girl parts are tender in all the right ways.
I always knew my sex life with Marco was run-of-the-mill, but I never imagined what it could be.
Never have I been devoured before.
In fact, having spent the past hour and a half being thoroughly railed by Tag Quinn, I can honestly say I’ve never been properly fucked—until today.
“Good, you’re here.” Finn closes his book at the far end of the table as we enter the dining room.
“Where are Bryan and Brendan?”
Finn shrugs. “Something about live promotion for the fight this weekend. They said they’ll be a few hours.”
“Aye, that’s fine. With everything that’s gone on over the past week, it’s good that they represent.”
“Aye, they will,” Finn says. “You know Bryan is still sore about coming second last year.”
Tag hands me a plate and pushes back the metal lids of the warming bins, chuckling. “I know.”
I select a few slices of ham and some seasoned potatoes. “What is the fight about? You said it’s a charity event?”
Tag nods. “Aye. Years ago, Da started a charity fight to raise awareness for the problem of street kids getting drawn into violence in the city. It’s a black-tie event and raises enough to sponsor after-school training and self-defense for boys and girls who need it.”
“Oh, I love that idea.”
“It’s a favorite of Brendan and Bryan’s, too. Da made sure we were each involved in giving back in one way or another. This is their thing.”
“It’s the tenth anniversary this year,” Finn adds.
“And it’s on Saturday night?” I ask.
Tag waits until I’ve made my selections and then recovers the food that’s left. “Aye. As long as the McGuires don’t do anything to ruin it.”
What a shame that would be. “But you’re bumping up security, right? You’re going to try to make sure it goes off as planned?”
Tag grins and gives me a wink. “Aye, Sean and the entire MC will be on hand. We’ll not leave anything to chance.”
Good. That’s good. “And are you going?”
“Aye, I will be.”
