Unchosen Ruler by Maggie Cole

7

Liam

"Hales,I have to stop at the store," I tell her then dive back into her delicious mouth.

"Why?" she mumbles then pulls my bowtie.

I groan as she grinds her wet heat on my cock. I bunched her dress to her waist earlier. Her bare ass is as smooth as a baby's bottom. I squeeze her cheeks, happy she wore a thong. "I have to get condoms, unless you have them."

She freezes. "Umm...did anything happen to you in prison?"

"Hell no!" I growl.

She winces. "Sorry. Umm...have you had sex since you got out?"

"No."

"So you're clean?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Well, so am I, and I'm on the pill."

My dick gets harder. "What are you saying, Hales? Be very clear."

She arches an eyebrow. "Do you want to skip the condom?"

"Fuck yes," I tell her as I fist her hair and tug it back, feasting on the soft skin of her neck. "I think you're my dream woman, little lamb."

She softly laughs and massages my scalp. Everything about her causes sensory overload. Her sugary smell makes me think of fresh-baked cookies. It's a smell I missed and forgot about over the last fifteen years. And it makes me so goddamn hungry for her. Every touch she gives me creates a buzzing euphoria that reaches into my bones. The look in her eyes—finally confident that she wants me—is so powerful, it could make me come on the spot. Every time she whimpers in my mouth or ear, I have to remind myself to wait until we get to her place to do what I've been dying to do since we met. If she didn't taste so damn good, it might make it easier for me, but her mouth and skin have me dying to taste every inch of her.

The car stops, and I don't realize we're at her place until my driver knocks on the door. It's a mistake they made once and never will again. When Hailee's with me, they'll make sure they don't ever get a glimpse of any part of my woman or our private time.

"We're here," I mumble into her mouth. I slide my finger over the slit of her ass.

"Mmm. It's not that far, right?" She circles her hips on my cock. The heat penetrates through my pants, and I say a prayer I don't come too early and disappoint her. Then my stomach flips with nerves.

Fuck. I haven't done this in fifteen years.

Get out of the car. The break will be good.

"Hales, if you don't get your hot little body off me, I'm going to sling you over my shoulder and carry you through the building."

She laughs again. God, I love listening to it. All I want to do is prove to her I'll be the man she needs and deserves even though I'm flawed beyond redemption.

She drags her finger over my pants and presses on my shaft. "If you do that, I'll have to mark your behavior chart."

I pull back and arch an eyebrow. "My behavior chart?"

She bats her eyelashes. "Mmhmm. Then you won't get to choose your prize from the treat box."

"What's in this treat box?"

She wags her finger in the air and tsks. "You have to earn it to see what's in it."

I roll her off me and lunge over her so I'm straddling her. I pull her dress down over her hips. "Upstairs. Now."

Her blue eyes twinkle. She swallows hard and traces my lips. "You're so bossy."

"If you don't get that sexy ass of yours upstairs, you're going to be embarrassed when you see my driver next."

"Oh? Why is that?"

I lick her bottom lip and pull away when she tries to kiss me. "Because of how loud you're going to get."

She pushes her face closer to mine. "Who says I'm a screamer?"

"Oh, you're a screamer, little lamb. At least with me, you will be."

"Is that a challenge?"

The cockiness I used to have with women, that I haven't felt in years, returns. It feels good. "Yeah. When I prove to be right, you're going to wake me up tomorrow with those plump lips and sinful tongue of yours on my cock."

She smirks. "Who said I won't have them on it tonight?"

Fuuuck.

Nope. I'll come and it'll be all over.

"Your mouth isn't touching my dick until I've been inside your tight little pussy."

She widens her eyes and gives me an innocent expression. "Who says I'm tight? You haven't touched me yet. Do you want me to spread my legs so you can check me out?"

Jesus, I love this woman.

I grunt and lean into her ear. "I'm huge, sweetheart. I've seen more dicks in the last fifteen years than you'll ever see, and they don't compare. I already know you're a good girl, but when you take me, and you'll take all of me, there isn't going to be any room left inside you."

She inhales sharply but recovers quickly. "I hope you aren't all talk, big daddy. My pussy is going to be disappointed if you don't slam it hard into me."

What the...?

Fuuuuck!

I roll off her, open the door, and get out. I reach in for her, quickly guide her into the building, then return to making out with her in the elevator.

So much for the cock break.

When we get to her front door, she fumbles with the lock. As soon as we get it open and step inside, I pick her up and throw her over my shoulder.

"Liam!" She laughs and smacks my ass.

I shut and lock the door, pull her dress up, and bite her ass cheek. The scent of her arousal fills my nostrils, and I about lose it.

She shrieks.

I smack my hand over where I bit and then rub it, walking toward where I assume the bedroom is.

She slaps my ass again, so I stop and bite her, then suck on the spot until she has a red mark. "If you smack me again, I'm going to tie you up so you can't move."

She freezes, and I continue toward the bedroom door. I step toward her bed when she smacks my ass even harder.

I toss her on the bed and lunge over her. "I warned you, little lamb."

Blue flames flare in her orbs. She breathily says, "Do it."

I pause, shocked once again by this woman everyone thinks is too innocent. "You like to be tied up?"

She shakes her head. "I don't know. Do it and let's find out."

The fact no one's ever done this with her makes me harder. My little lamb's going to be mine. Restrained for me to do whatever I want to her.

I pull her up to her feet then spin her around. Her hair is pure silk. I move it to the side, slowly unzip her dress, and kiss her neck. "I'm going to go sit in the chair, and you're going to strip for me."

She reaches for my thighs and grips them. Her tongue slides across her lips, and she turns her head. "Then will you tie me up?"

I tug her hair, kiss her lips, and move my hand to her sex. "I'm going to stare at your naked body until you blush. Then I'm going to tie you up and eat that tasty pussy of yours until you can't handle it anymore."

Her eyes flutter shut, and she takes a few short breaths. "Liam, go sit in my chair."

I take off my tux jacket and drop my pants so I'm only in my boxers. It's so hot in here, I might need to crack the window in the middle of winter. I sit in her chair and wait.

She does something on her phone, and music comes on. I have no idea what song it is, but it's some sexy hip-hop. Or maybe it's only sexy since she's moving to it and slowly sliding her black dress down her body.

When her dress is on the floor, she spins and leans over the bed. She puts her hands on the mattress, turns her head, and pins her gaze on me, then circles her ass in the air. I move my hand to my cock, lightly stroking it through my boxers, watching as she rises and slowly slides the sides of her thong down to the ground. She tosses them to me. I sniff them while never taking my eyes off her, groaning in anticipation.

"You're sexy as hell, little lamb," I tell her.

She gives me a sultry smile, removes her bra, then drops it on the ground and saunters over to me, swaying her hips. Her eyes drift to my cock, and she pulls the bow tie out of my collar. She holds it in front of me. "Use this. To tie me up."

I snatch it out of her hand and pat my thighs. "Come here."

She straddles me. I drag my finger over her breasts. She shudders and her nipples turn hard. "You're gorgeous, Hales. Every inch of you is perfect."

She leans closer, and I spend the next few minutes licking and sucking her chest until she's writhing and grinding her wet heat on my swollen cock. I lean up and kiss her then carry her over to the bed.

The iron headboard is in a crisscross pattern. It goes all the way to the ceiling and has numerous bars to tie her to. The four wooden posters are another avenue to restrain her. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you chose this bed so you could be tied up, little lamb."

Her face heats. She chokes out in a raspy voice, "Please, Liam."

My dick twitches every time she says my name. "Remove my clothes."

Her hands slide up my shirt and tremble slightly as she unfastens my buttons. She kisses my chest as she finishes then slides the material over my shoulders. She releases my boxers.

She glances down at me and swallows hard then gapes at me.

"I wasn't lying, little lamb. Now get on the bed and face the headboard. I'm going to relax you real good so you're ready for all of me."

She takes a deep breath, pecks me on the lips, then does as I ask. I get behind her, take the bowtie, and weave it through the top of the headboard. "Hands clasped together above your head."

She obeys, and I secure her wrists. I lean into her ear, take a nibble, and murmur, "I think naughty teachers need some discipline, don't you?"

"Yes. Please. I've been so naughty."

Jesus. She's so into this.

"You'll watch me the entire time. If you close your eyes or look up, I'm going to stop. I'll slide you off my face, and you won't feel my tongue back on your pussy all night. Understand?"

"Yes. Liam?" She turns to look at me.

"Yeah?"

"You already feel so good next to me."

I groan and kiss her. "Yeah. You're heaven on a platter, little lamb." I twist her hair and tie it so it's not in her face. I want to see her breasts and face as I feast on her. I kiss the curve of her neck and down her spine.

"Liam," she whispers.

I get to her ass and kiss each cheek then shove my arms between her legs and spread them open until there's no slack and she's stretched as far as she can go.

I turn on my back and slide under her. I inhale her scent as deep into my lungs as I can and glance up.

Her blue eyes are heavy with desperate need. I stick my tongue out. In slow motion, I touch the tip of my tongue to her clit and roll it.

She gasps and her mouth forms an O.

I lazily stroke through her, witnessing every change in her expression.

"Liam," she whispers again, her face flushed with heat.

It's been so long since I've had a woman anywhere near me, much less on top of me, riding my face. But I don't ever remember anyone tasting this good or looking as sexy as she does.

I slip my tongue inside her tight channel. Every time she clenches her walls against me, I smack her ass.

She grinds on my face and fingers as I rotate what is in her and on her. Her skin becomes dewy. Her clit throbs in my mouth. Her moans and pleas and cries get louder.

When she comes, her face is the most beautiful thing I've ever witnessed. She comes down from her orgasm and tries to lift her body away from me, but I hold her down.

Then I show her how an O'Malley really eats out a woman.

"Liam! Fuck!" she screams as I lick, suck, and bite like a starving beast. But that's me. I'm a depraved soul who's been starved and deprived all these years, and she's going to take every ounce of me, whether it's my mouth, fingers, or cock.

"Li-am!" Her voice shakes so much, she barely gets it out. Tears drip out of her eyes and land on my forehead, mixing with my sweat.

I clamp down on her, and she screams, then squirts her juices all over my chest. It's only then that I stop. She's still looking at me, trying to catch her breath, her cheeks as red as a tomato. Her body is lithe and shaking.

I kiss the insides of her thighs and slide out from under her then push her knees together. My skin presses against hers, and she whimpers. I shimmy my hands up her arms and kiss her neck. "You did good, little lamb. Now, be the naughty girl you are and ride my cock this time."

She turns her head, and I slide my tongue in her mouth. She hungrily kisses me back. I retreat, and in a quick motion, I grab her hips and spin her. A large gasp fills the air.

I meet her eyes. "You didn't think I was going to let you stare at a headboard the first time I shoved my cock in you, did you?"

Her lips twitch, and her hot breath merges with mine.

I kiss her swollen lips then arrogantly demand, "You got me dirty. Lick me clean."

She arches an eyebrow.

I give her one back then glance at my chest and back at her.

She smirks then bends as far as the restraint will allow her, and licks my chest, moaning, as if it's the best meal she's ever had.

I weave my hands in her hair and tug her head back. Fire flares in her eyes. "My body needs you, little lamb." I don't release her hair, yet she lifts her hips and inches onto me.

Her wet heat almost annihilates me. It's the kingdom of heaven every good Catholic is striving to end up in. If I died right now, I'd be a happy man, and she's barely past my cap.

"You got more to go, Hales. Get my cock in you, or I'm going to do it for you."

She stops moving and swallows. "Do it."

I groan. She's a temptress disguised as an angel because I'm sure she works for the devil. I grab her hips and, like the greedy son of a bitch I am, shove her down until her tight, wet, heat sheathes my cock and her body hits my pelvis.

"Oh God!" she screams, her lips trembling. Her back arches and arms attempt to move.

I stroke her hair and put my lips next to hers. "Shhh." I kiss her, letting her adjust around me, and try to regain control of my erection so I don't come too soon.

Like every kiss she gives me, it's an intoxicating hunger that makes me feel like a needed man. It doesn't take long before she rocks on me, moaning in my mouth.

"You feel so good, Hales. Just like that. Don't stop," I order her. I glide my tongue against hers and slide my hand up her arm.

"Oh God. Liam..." she pants and moves faster on me.

I release the tie from the headboard and lace my fingers through hers, keeping them as straight in the air as possible.

She squeezes my hands, and a riptide of tremors rolls through her.

"Liam," she barely gets out as her blue eyes roll.

My balls tighten. My toes curl, and adrenaline begins to pool in my cells. I give her a chaste kiss. Sweat rolls down our skin.

I move her hands over my head and grab her hips then thrust her over me faster as she screams.

Her walls clench on my shaft so tightly, I violently pump my seed into her.

"Fuuuuck! Hales!" I growl.

She clings to me, and I tighten my arms around her as we try to catch our breath. Minutes pass. She slowly pulls her head away from my neck.

I stare at her. My beautiful, red-faced, blue-eyed, perfect little lamb.

She slides her hands over my cheeks and kisses me. For the first time since going to prison, I finally feel like I'm home.