by M. K. Moore
He groans before pulling back. “I need to be inside you now. It’s been a long five days without your sweet pussy wrapped around my aching cock.”
“Please, my pussy has felt so empty without you filling me, Ryder.”
He makes an animalistic sound in the back of his throat.
“Your tits have been tempting me all night,” he says before he grabs the front of my dress and rips it open. When they spill free he notices I’m not wearing a bra he groans and grabs a handful pushing them together.
“When we get home, I’m going to fuck your tits and come down your throat.”
I moan and my head falls back as he bends down and sucks both of my hard nipples into his warm mouth. “Oh… My… God… that feels so good baby.” My hand goes behind me, supporting me, while my other runs through his hair.
He nips my nipples before licking around them easing the sting, then sucks them back into his mouth. I groan out and my hand in his hair tightens. He lets them go with a pop and kisses his way up my chest to my neck. He lets go of my tits and runs his hand down my sides to my hips and pulls me even closer.
“I can feel how wet your pussy is for me even through our clothes. My dirty girl wants me to fuck her in my office so everyone can hear her scream my name. Don’t you?” He growls and lightly bites down on my shoulder.
I groan out as an orgasm runs through my body at his dirty words and his hard cock rubs my pussy. “Fuck I love watching you come.”
“Pants off. Now Ryder. I need you inside me.” I half beg half demand as I start undoing his belt. I growl in frustration when I can’t get it undone and he chuckles and helps me push them down his lean hips. When is cock springs free, I grab it in my hand pumping it a few times and his laugh turns into a groan. He grabs my panties and moves them asides as I line him up with my opening.
“Watch baby, watch my cock as I slide into your tight little pussy.” He says in a gravelly voice. I move my hand and he slides into me agonizingly slow.
I moan as I watch his hard cock thrusting in and out of me. He grabs the nap of my neck lightly pulling my head back, so I am looking at him. My hands go to his forearms as he starts thrusting faster my eyes close and I whimper.
“Look at me Suzy. I want to watch you as I make you come baby.”
My eyes snap open as he moves his hand from my hip and starts to rub my clit “Oh… Ryder, fuck that feels so good. Just like that. I’m going to come. I’m going to comeeee.” I scream out as my orgasm rips through my body. As soon as I come it's like he finally lets himself go and he starts pounding into me over and over he grabs my hips and pulls me down as he slams into me and all I can do is hold on as he uses my body to get us both off. I feel his cock start to swell and throb as he thrusts into me one more time “FUCK!” he hollers as he comes deep inside me.
I whimper as another orgasm washes through me. He drops his head on my shoulder as we both try to catch our breath while he is still deep inside me. When our breathing slows down he kisses his way up my neck and kisses me softly before looking down at me. “I love you Suzy.”
I cup his face and pull him down for another kiss. “You Ryder King, are my life. I love you so much.”
He growls, and I feel his cock start to harden again. When my eyes go big he smirks. “I need to get you home baby. It was a long seven days and I plan on spending the next twelve hours buried in your tight little pussy.” He pulls out of me and pulls up his pants. When he looks at me again it’s with a frown.
“What?” I ask as I look down at myself. I have beard burn on my tits and my chest is flushed, my dress is completely ruined. “I was too rough with you. How am I going to get you out of here with your dress all torn up?” he says more to himself than to me.
I hop off the desk and walk up to him his eyes never leaving my chest. “Look at me Ryry?”
His eyes snap to mine. Moving closer to him I run my hands up his chest until they are wrapped around his neck. “You know I love when you take control baby. It drives me wild. Now take me home. You promised me a full night of fucking.”
He grabs my hips and lifts me with a growl. I gasp, and my legs go around his waist. It still amazes me that he can pick me up like he does.
“I love that filthy mouth of yours, Anamchara.”
I giggle and kiss him softly. He grabs a coat from the back of the door and wraps it around me before he opens the door and makes his way outside through the back of the building and to his truck.
When we make it to the house he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I squeal and slap his ass. “Ryder what are you doing? Put me down!”
He smacks my ass with one hand while holding my thighs with the other. I moan out in pleasure and my pussy floods as he does it again. When we get inside he takes the stairs two at a time and makes it to our bedroom in record time. He lets me slide down him, so I can feel every hard ridge of his body.
“Take your clothes off and get on the bed.” He says as he begins to take his clothes off. I quickly take off my black dress and let it fall to the ground along with my panties. I climb on to the bed and lay on the bed letting my legs fall open, so he can see how wet I am for him. I bite my lip as he takes off his pants and he pumps his cock twice before he walks up to me. His hard cock bobs roughly against his abs as he makes his way to me.
“Fuck Anamchara, you look like every man’s wet dream with your beautiful body spread out for me.” He grabs my ankles and drags me down the bed until my ass is almost hanging off the edge. “Wrap those sexy thighs of yours around my waist baby. Let me feel those fuck me heels dig into my back as I fuck you.”
I moan out as he grabs my thighs and wraps them around his waist then thrusts into me. I love the feeling of his hard cock inside me, stretching me until I feel like I’m going to split in two. He bends down and grabs my hands pulling them above my head as he starts to fuck into me.
“Oh God Ryder. You feel so much bigger this way. Oh! Oh!” I moan out as his cock hits my g-spot over and over.
“That’s right baby. Let me feel your pussy squeeze my cock. It’s practically begging me to come deep inside you.” My eyes shut tightly, my head flies back, and my mouth opens in a silent scream as my orgasm rips through my body. He groans as my pussy clamps down on his cock. His thrusts get more erratic as he pounds into me. I groan as his abs hit my over sensitive clit.
“Please, please Ryder. Fill my pussy up with your cum.”
He growls, and I feel his cock start to throb as he slams into me one more time, keeping himself deep inside me as he shoots into my womb.
“Oh god how are you already hard again.” I whimper out as I feel his still hard cock get even harder. He chuckles and kisses me before pulling out. I lay there, limp as he takes off my shoes.
“Come on love. I'm not done with you yet scoot up.” I shake my head back and forth.
“I don't wanna. If we keep going like this you’re going to break my pussy.”
“I'll give you a ten-minute break.”
“Deal.” I say as I crawl up the bed and lay on my side. I feel the bed dip when he lays beside me. I’m expecting him to wrap his arms around me, so I squeak when he lifts my thigh, and slides his hard cock back into my pussy.
“Oh God… I thought you told me we could take ten minutes.” I say even as I start moving my hips. He stops my movement and kisses my neck.
“We can take a couple minutes, but I plan on staying in your pussy while we do.”
“Fine.” I say like it’s a hardship, but in reality, I love the way he feels inside me. He wraps his arms around me and brings me closer to him and I close my eyes just breathing him in.
Chapter Ten
Ryder
When my eyes pop open at six thirty, I realize that my cock is still inside Suzy. At least it is where it belongs. Our twenty-minute break ended up lasting the rest of the night, to my dismay. If I didn’t have to be at work, I would wake her up with my hard cock.
Unfortunately, St. Patrick
’s Day is ruining my morning, I think to myself, smiling. As it is my money maker, I will make more today than I will in the next two months. Slipping out of her sweet, sweet pussy and then the bed, I make my way to the shower.
Taking the quickest one known to man, I get ready for the longest and busiest day of the year. Suzy said she’d come down to the bar at eleven and spend the day with me. She’s just in the next room, but I already miss her.
Throwing on a clean On The Shamrocks t-shirt and some jeans, I also put on some sneakers instead of my usual Converse because I will be on my feet all day. After dropping a kiss on Suzy’s forehead, I cover her back up and quietly leave the house. I decide to take the jeep today, because the weather is nice. I know Suzy is catching a ride with Teagan, so we will ride home together after we shut down for the night.
I feel like this place is my second home, since I am here so often. The drive over to the pub is quick and I get there just in time to sign for the tap truck. I feel like this place is my second home, since I am here so often.
“Hey boss.” He says as he turns his bike off.
“Hey Eddie.” I know I am about to sound like a gossip girl right now, but I can’t resist. “So, you and the sheriff, huh?” God, I can almost feel my man card getting physically revoked. Eddie’s grin is pretty huge.
“Uh, yeah. Can I ask you a question?”
“Of course.” I say, but I am hesitant to hear it. I hope he doesn’t need some kind of man seducing techniques. I don’t have any, I barely have woman seducing techniques. Never been gladder that Suzy didn’t really need that.
“Have you ever met someone and instantly knew they were your whole world? I don’t think I am explaining this well, but do you know what I mean?”
Breathing a sigh of relief, I am sure that he doesn’t want to hear anything about me and his sister. I can only give a generic reply, “of course I do, Eddie.” There are many things I could say about us, but I will spare him the details.
He is just standing there smiling, looking off into space. I hope people don’t look at me and see the same lovesick look on my face. Not that I care, but it is a dopey look.
Eventually, he snaps out of it. I chuckle to myself.
“Let’s get to work, yeah? I say. He nods and goes about his business. I am happy for him and I hope they make it. From what Suzy told me, their parents did not handle his coming out well. They seem to be okay now though, so that is good.
As terrible as I find that reaction, I try not to judge anyone. To each their own.
Sometime after we left last night, Rachel and Reese decorated inside and out with a little bit more Irish memorabilia than we usually have on display. There is a lot of glittery shamrocks though, I don’t really like those. It looks like a stripper got lost in here. There are several Irish flags hanging up.
Admittedly, it looks really good. I check the kegs and the outside storage to make sure we have enough cold beer to keep the bar and the truck stocked for the day. At about nine thirty, I finally make my way into the kitchen, where I find my Aunt Lola and my cousins already in here.
“Auntie? What are you doing here?” I question, kissing her cheek. I am genuinely surprised to see her here.
“The girls told me you got engaged last night. Congratulations. Your parents would be so proud of all you have accomplished. Anywho, I didn’t expect you to be in so early. We thought we would come in and start the cooking.” Her accent is still thick as are my cousin’s. She was my mother’s sister. They only moved here about ten years ago from Galway, when my uncle passed away.
My mom came to Texas for college about thirty-one years ago and never left. She met my dad the first day of classes. It was one of those love stories you see in movies, or so I’ve been told.
Lola is mixing the batter for the Scotch eggs. Those are basically hard-boiled eggs, wrapped in sausage and bread crumbs, then deep fried. Those sell out pretty quickly. I had planned on doubling the recipe this year and judging from the amount of sausage in the giant metal bowl, Lola has the same idea. Reese is making her famous Shepherd’s Pie and Rachel has just started the first corned beef. I typically make three large cuts. When the meat is almost done, she’ll start the cabbage. There is nothing like the taste of corned beef and cabbage. It’s salty, slightly sour, and amazing.
“Thank you, guys. I really appreciate this.” I say as I move further into the kitchen. While I am prepping the fryer, Verity breezes into the kitchen. She usually helps out, but her exams for this semester start Monday. I am surprised she is here actually, but she just digs in with rolling the Scotch eggs.
While this is one of those most drunken days of the year, I don’t get to spend it drinking. Once the food prep is done, my day is spent catering to the festive drunks. I had expected Suzy to just come in and hang out, but she comes in ready to work.
I love seeing her in my clothes, but she altered one of my bar shirts by doing up some kind of fringes down the side and making it into a V-neck. She is showing a little more cleavage than I would like, but only because those are for my eyes only.
Without thinking, I almost go to her, I can’t help that my caveman tendencies have come out in full force since I met her. The food sells out around five pm and then the hardcore drinking begins. Suzy is running around like a crazy person, from table to table, checking on her customers. Several times I have had to keep my jealousy in check.
For the most part, it’s just too busy inside the bar to keep up with anyone else though. Before I know it the day has flown by and it’s finally last call.
Once the last patron has left in their Uber, I start dividing the tip jar. I know they get individual tips too. I count out the bills and divide it up and put them in envelopes.
Once Suzy and I are all that is left, I start counting the till, while Suzy counts her tips. I made even more than last year. That is after I subtracted the tap truck rental and the rental fee on the municipal parking lot. Without that, my customers would have had nowhere to park today. This has been one of my best years. I look up from my deposit ticket when Suzy makes a noise.
“What’s wrong baby?” I ask. I can nothing is wrong, but I am curious what has her so excited.
“I am holding more money that I’ve seen at one time in my hand. In cash. I mean, I know this was a holiday, once a year kind of thing, but damn. I could do this, part time. Plus, I’d get to hang out with you all the time.” She blurts out. Her voice is full of energy.
“Well, how much did you make?” I ask, animatedly. Her excitement is contagious.
“With the one hundred eighty-seven dollars you just gave me from the tip jar, I made eleven hundred dollars. Once I got paid from the hospital, all but two hundred dollars went to my rent and bills. This is pretty cool.” She says, leaning over the bar to kiss me.
“Do you really want to waitress?”
“Yes. It’s an honest living. I was happy doing it tonight on the busiest night. I am sure the quieter nights are fun too, plus I get to hang out with you.” She says, shrugging.
“What about your nursing?”
“I can’t go back to that. I will keep my license up, but I won’t ever work in a hospital again.”
“I understand that baby.”
Looking at her, you would never guess how strong a woman she is. When I look at her, I feel like I can see the future. A future that only she can be in. Only she will do.
“When are you gonna be my wife?” I blurt out. She’s turned me into a blurter. She is so fucking adorable right now, I couldn’t stop myself.
“You want me to set a date right now?” She asks, looking panicked.
“I need you to be mine, now. In every fucking way that counts and few that don’t.”
“Aww. That is so sweet, I think. How long are you giving me?” She says laughing.
“March 21st.”
“That’s four days from now.” She deadpans.
“Can you do everything in that time?” I ask her, laughing.
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nbsp; “Yes. My girls will help me. You take care of your tux or whatever sexy Irishmen get married in and I will take care of the rest. Sound good?”
“I can do that.” I finish up my deposit and get it ready for the night drop box at the bank. I have never been gladder that I hired a cleaning crew for tomorrow, since I am not opening the bar at all. Tired doesn’t even begin to cover what I am feeling right now. Utterly fucking exhausted is more like it.
When we leave, I grab my girl and the bank bag. It’s three am, we have a wedding date, and I have a huge bag of cash. I hit the bank and drop the bag of in the night deposit box. When I get back to the car, Suzy is rubbing her feet.
“Are you hungry, Suzy?” I ask, buckling my seatbelt.
“Oh my God. Yes, Ryry. Feed me.” She quickly looks over at me.
My eyebrow quirks and I can’t help laughing. “Food, Ryder. Feed me food. You can feed me that later.” She gestures to my crotch as she arches her eyebrows and laughs.
Now all I can think about are her perfectly pouty, kiss-swollen, lips wrapped around my thick, hard cock. The image is so strong in my mind, I have to adjust my length and clear my throat.
“Well, it’s 3:15 so that can only mean one thing.” I pause for dramatic effect. “Taco Bell.” I finish, and she claps her hands and bounces in her seat.
“That sounds amazing. I have been craving a Caramel Empanada for days.” She says, excitedly.
We drive the twenty minutes into Dallas and hit the first Taco Bell. We take our bag of tacos and the empanada back home, they are way too messy to eat in the truck.
Once we are home, I get what has to be at least my third wind and Suzy seems to right behind me. We sit down at the kitchen table and eat. Next, we take a quick shower and spend the rest of the morning lying in bed talking about everything and making love. Her beautiful body makes me wish my only job in this life was pleasing her.
