Aideen (Slater Brothers 3.5)

“Turn around,” he ordered, his voice low and husky.

My pulse spiked as I did what I was told.

I dropped my hands from his hair, turned around and gripped onto the counter before me. Kane kneeled down and placed his hands on the hem of my pyjamas shorts and underwear.

After one swift pull he had them around my ankles. I stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. I looked up expecting to see Kane, but I saw only me.

“Kane?”

“Bend forward a little more.”

I leaned forward as much as I could without it being too uncomfortable on my stomach and back. I had to widen my stance, and gripped the countertop harder than before.

“Okay, now wha—KANE!”

I screamed as his warm, wet tongue suddenly plunged into my body, and his large calloused hands latched onto my thighs as he feasted on me.

I held my breath for a moment, but moaned with pleasure as Kane removed his tongue from my body, and tongued his way up to my clit. He sucked the bundle of nerves into his mouth and rubbed it back and forth between his lips causing me to throw my head back as heat flooded my core.

I was about to come.

“Kane,” I cried out. “Use your cock, please.”

He growled as he tore his mouth from my clit and stood up behind me. I heard the rustle of his jeans as he did as I pleaded. He suddenly placed his hand on my lower back and kicked my ankles with his foot, forcing me to widen my stance as much as I possibly could without it hurting.

I felt my eyes roll back when Kane slid the head of his cock against me, using my juices as lubrication.

“Fuck,” he hissed through what sounded like clenched teeth. “You’re so wet, baby.”

I moaned in response and nudged my behind back against him. He sucked in a breath and used both of his hands to grip my hips where he dug his fingers into my flesh in warning to be still.

“Kane, please,” I begged, feeling the edge of my impending orgasm simmering down.

He lifted his right hand from my body, gripped his cock and rubbed the head back and forth over my clit.

Yes.

“Are you close?” he asked, his voice strained.

I didn’t answer him.

Instead I looked up and through the mirror I caught his gaze just as I pulled forward a little. The moment I felt Kane’s cock slide back to my entrance, I pushed back. Kane roared and grabbed hold of my hips, halting him breaching me completely. He looked down and almost snarled when I wiggled my behind against him, trying to take more than just his head.

“You. Are. Evil.”

“No,” I panted. “I’m horny and want you to fuck me.”

“Aideen—”

“Watch me while you fuck me.”

“Aideen,” Kane growled in warning. “I can’t.”

I pouted. “Please, just try to put the head in a little more... I really need to feel you, Kane. I’m begging you.”

Kane set his jaw, but his eyes fluttered shut when I rubbed back against him.

“Just... just the tip?” he whispered and cracked an eye open.

Hell. No.

I nodded my head to appease him.

“Just the tip, baby,” I repeated.

I was spewing bullshit because as soon as I got the chance I would push back and take all of him.

“Oh, fuck,” Kane snarled. “This is… God!”

I quivered as goose bumps broke out over my skin. “Yes, just a little more.”

Kane’s fingers dug into my hips. “You aren’t making this… easier. Fuck. How do you feel tighter?”

I licked my lips. “Lack of use, maybe?”

Kane slapped my arse and said, “Smartass.”

I grinned to myself, taking him that bit deeper instead as he gently pushed his hips forward. He hissed as if he were in pain. He would be in pain if he didn’t give in to his body’s needs and take me.

Taking things into my own hands, or vagina, with all of my might I pushed back and in one fluid motion Kane was balls deep inside of me. He roared as his hands squeezed me tightly. He held still for all of two-seconds before he lost it.

“Fuck! I’m sorry, son.”

His control was a thing of the past; he pounded into me so hard I thought I would split in two.

“Is this what you wanted?” he snarled as he leaned forward and bit down on my shoulder.

I arched my back and moaned out loud, “Yes.”

Kane’s hands were all over me as he fucked me. I couldn’t let go of the counter with my hands to reach back and feel for him because without the balance, I would fall flat on my face.

“God, I’ve missed this pussy,” he grunted as he slammed into me.

I gripped the counter tighter as I felt my orgasm stir back up inside of me.

“Yes, yes!” I cried out. “Kane, fuck!”

“Look at me.”

I lifted my gaze to the mirror and watched his face twist with pleasure as he bore his eyes into mine.

“Are you with me?” he asked, his eyes so hooded with ecstasy they almost closed.

I pushed back into him and closed my eyes. “Always.”

He picked up his pace and fucked me so hard I momentarily stopped breathing as my body exploded. I greedily sucked in air when my lungs began to burn. My grip on the counter loosened as the toe-curling pulses slowed and my hips stopped jerking.

“Wow,” I whispered, and pressed my cheek to the cool marble countertop.

I shivered as I felt Kane slide out of me, his hands still on my hips.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “That was awesome.”

I hummed in agreement.

I was still recovering when I heard Kane move about then suddenly jumped when a wet, cool piece of fabric pressed between my legs.

“Easy,” Kane murmured. “I’m just cleaning you up, I came more than usual.”

I tiredly chuckled. “That’s what happens when you deny yourself sex, your balls explode when you give in.”

Kane guffawed as he continued to gently wipe me clean before placing the cloth he used in the wash basket in the corner of the bathroom. I stood upright as he came up behind me and put his arms around me. He nuzzled the side of his face against mine, and slid his hands over my belly.