Page 26 of Nolan (The Doherty Mafia)
Slowly, I pushed my cock in while she hung from me. She was tight. Small. The perfect size for my big thick cock to fill. She moaned as I pushed further inside.
“You’re so big,” she murmured in my ear. “Your cock is so big.”
“But you can take it, can’t you?” I groaned as I went in more.
Slowly, inch by inch, I filled her.
We looked into each other’s eyes. Amelia nodded as she pouted her lips.
“Yes, I can take it. I want to take it. I want you to fuck me hard, even if it hurts.”
That was all I needed to hear. It was like a switch flipped inside me and I rammed into her like a machine. Amelia shook and shuddered as she clung to me.
I swung her around, pressing her into the wall as I fucked her hard, just like she wanted me to.
Her tits bounced right up in my face as we moved together. Anybody on the other side of the wall would’ve been able to hear us, but there was nobody there. And I didn’t care.
I just wanted to blow my load in her again. Fill her with my cum.
“Come inside me, Nolan. Do it. Do it now,” she commanded.
I stared at her while she licked her lips seductively. Her voice vibrated from the motion of how hard I fucked her. She would’ve fallen off if she wasn’t holding me tight enough.
I fucked her harder and stronger until I exploded inside her again. Amelia arched back, looking up at the ceiling and relaxing herself so I could fill her tiny pussy with all my cum.
Then she leaned into me, resting her head on my chest. I stroked her damp hair, I kissed the top of her head.
She slowly crept down and I pulled up my pants. But instead of getting dressed again, she went over to the bed and lay down.
“What are you doing?” I asked, still out of breath a little.
“I’m tired, aren’t you? And we have a perfectly comfy bed here for us to sleep in.”
“Amelia, come on, we can’t sleep here. We can go back to my place.”
“Why can’t we sleep here?”
“Because this is where my dad lives. We’ve been lucky so far, but tomorrow morning the house is going to be filled with the rest of my family and everyone will see you.”
“And is that so bad? Are you embarrassed of me?” she asked, pulling the sheets up to her chin. She slipped deeper into the bed under the covers. Making herself perfectly comfortable in my bed.
And I knew I’d lost all the power to say no to her.
I brushed a hand through my hair as she grinned at me. Then she patted the space beside her in the bed.
“I’m not going to be awake for very long, so if you want to snuggle, you should come now,” she said, giggling.
Snuggle?
When had I ever snuggled someone?
But apparently I didn’t even know myself anymore because I didn’t want to miss the opportunity to snuggle with Amelia. I jumped into the bed beside her and pulled her into my arms.
That was where she remained for the rest of the night.
Thirteen
Amelia
I woke up really early in his bed, like I’d done the previous night I slept with him. I just couldn’t stop thinking about how much fun I had with Nolan. How ‘normal’ this seemed, and how complicated it’d made everything.
In fact, this was the most normal I’d felt in a very long time. Maybe ever.
All the other relationships I had with other guys had been casual and functional—all about the fucking and dumping. I didn’t want to actually spend time with any of them. And it was unlikely they’d wanted to spend any time with me either.
But it seemed different with Nolan. It seemed like he actually cared. Was that even possible? Did men like him even care about anyone?
If this was all an act on his part then he had done a very good job of it. And what had he gained from it? We slept together already. He was already in my pants. He didn’t need to work for it any more.
And yet, he’d brought me to his family home—which I knew he was uncomfortable about. He let me sleep in his bed and he snuggled with me all night.
It all seemed ridiculous when I really thought about it. How was this happening?
He was supposed to be a cruel heartless jerk who slapped me around and treated me with no respect. But I’d gotten the opposite from him. And the truth was, I liked spending time with him. He made me feel special. He made me feel like he actually saw me. He made me want to reveal more about myself, even though I knew it’d be dangerous.
What would Aldo say?
Well, at least I had managed to weasel my way into the Doherty house. I was proud of myself for that, but I wasn’t sure what exactly I’d find here now.
