Becoming the Whiskey Princess
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“But aren’t you supposed to be inside me now?” she asks as I start to stroke myself again.
“No, if I get in you, I’ll be done. Gotta get this first one out,” I pant as my body goes taut. I want to come so badly, but she is looking at me like I have three heads!
“Well, let me do it, then.”
“No, not yet. Soon,” I say, picking up speed. “Kiss me.”
I don’t know why I thought she’d do as I said. With a sneaky grin on her face, she stops my strokes and takes my cock into her hand. Everything goes still—my body, my mind, everything as I watch her discover me. She runs her hand along me, cupping my balls, but then she goes to lower her mouth to me, and I don’t know why, but I stop her.
“Mo stór, what are you doing?”
“I’m going to suck you off.”
“What? Have you done it before?”
She smiles shyly. “No.”
Before I can stop her though, her mouth is hovering over the tip of my dick and everything just freezes. I swear the world has been knocked off its axis as her hot mouth takes me inch by inch into her mouth. As I close my eyes, my fingers bite into my palms as she moves her mouth up and down my cock. She gags a bit and I want to stop her, but she continues, discovering some more.
“Fucking hell, Amberlyn,” I groan out as she swirls her tongue around me, cupping my balls. It’s sloppy, and I can tell it’s her first time, but it’s good. Real. Good.
“Oh my!”
Opening my eyes, I look toward the door where my ma stands as Amberlyn screams and falls off the bed.
“Ma!” I yell, reaching for the pillow near me to cover my junk. I look down at Amberlyn, naked and sprawled out on my floor as my ma utters an apology before slamming the door. Ignoring her though, I go to reach for Amberlyn, and I can see the tears in her eyes.
Fuck me.
Panicked, I reach for her.
“Love, I’m sorry,” I say, pulling her up onto the bed and into my arms. “I don’t know what she was doing.”
She meets my gaze, her embarrassment all over her face as she gasps for breath. “OhmyGodOhmyGodOhmyGodOhmyGodOhmyGod!”
“It’s okay, doubt she saw anything,” I say to make it better, but I’m pretty sure my ma probably feels like she walked into an HBO porno.
She looks at me incredulously and yells, “Your. Mom. Saw. Me. Giving. You. Head! Declan! OhmyGod.”
“Amberlyn, it’s fine,” I say again, but she is already scrambling off the bed.
“Is she still in there?” she asks, pulling her dress up over her beautiful body. “OhmyGod, can you please take me home?”
“Amberlyn,” I say, reaching for her hand, and when I pull her to look at her face, I see that she is crying. “Oh, mo stór, please don’t cry,” I say, pulling her onto the bed and against my chest. “It’s no big deal.”
“Declan, stop. It is a big deal. She saw me with your dick in my mouth. Not what I want your mother to see!”
“I know,” I say, kissing her temple before running my thumbs along her cheeks. Closing my eyes, I beg myself not to laugh. I feel it bubbling in my throat, and I know if I let it loose, she might castrate me. “I’m sorry. I should have locked the door. I just wanted ya so bad.”
She hides her face in my neck as she wraps her arms around my shoulders. “I’m so embarrassed. How am I supposed to look at her?”
“In her eyes?”
“You’re not funny,” she says against my throat.
“Yeah, but it is kinda funny, don’t you think?” I ask, and when she pulls back to look at me, I wish I hadn’t.
With her eyes in slits, she says, “How is your mother seeing me with your dick down my throat funny?”
“Eh, I mean,” I stutter as I hold in my laughter. I’ve never been caught with a girl in my bed, so I am sure this is as awkward for my ma as it is for me, a bit. But then again, it really is funny. “It’s just our luck, ya know? First time together and we get interrupted.”
“I’m sorry, I can’t find the humor in this,” she says, annoyance coming off her in waves.
“Yeah, maybe not…I’m sorry?”
I move my head to where she can see me and grin widely at her. She doesn’t smile, but that doesn’t stop me. Leaning toward her, I kiss her bottom lip. “Don’t be mad, love.” Then the side of her mouth. “I promise, she won’t even remember it.” I kiss her bottom lip once more. “I love you, so much.” Before she can say it back, I capture her lips as a smile starts to form. Like I want, she responds to my kisses, wrapping her arms around me as I do the same to her, lying back in the bed with her on top of me. As we kiss, I run my hand down her ribs to her arse, holding her as our mouths move together. When her legs fall to the side of my hips, I throb against her, wanting her, but then she pulls away.
“I think the moment was ruined.”
“Yeah, a bit, but I’m sure we can bring it back,” I say, cupping her by the back of the head and pressing my lips to hers. Just as I am about to move my tongue into her sweet, hot mouth, a knock comes to my door.
“Declan, son, I need to talk to ya.”
“Fucking shite,” I mutter, and when I meet her look of horror, I shake my head. “I’m sorry, one second.”
“I want to die,” she mutters and I glare.
“Not funny.”
She smiles. “You get to joke about things that aren’t funny, then so do I.”
“Not about that,” I say, smacking her arse playfully. She smiles as I slowly set her beside me. I get up, pulling my boxers on before reaching for the door. Meeting my ma’s embarrassed regard, I glare as I shut the door behind me.
“Ma, really?”
“I’m sorry for interrupting, but you ran off from dinner. We needed to speak to the both of you about the engagement party.”
“Well, obviously we wanted to be alone.”
“Sure, but we needed to talk.”
“Yeah, but knock next time.”
“How was I supposed to know you’d run off to fornicate?”
“Because we are engaged! I don’t know, Ma, shite, knock on a door!”
“I said I was sorry. Still, we have lots to discuss.”
“Well, I guarantee ya, it won’t happen tonight. You’ve embarrassed the living shite out of her, Ma,” I say, pointing to the door. “And me.”