Claiming Red: The O'Connell Family(18)

I flipped her on to her back, so fast she was breathing heavy, with eyes wide open. I was probably scaring the fuck out of her, but I didn’t give a shit. The thought of another motherfucker touching her made me fucking insane.

“Don’t you ever think that I will let you get away from me. Don’t you ever talk about fucking anyone else, but me. Do you hear me? What are you trying to do to me? You haven’t got a clue what you mean to me, do you?” I growled out the words. She wanted my cock before, so I gave it to her in one quick thrust.

“You feel this?” She nodded, “Good because this is the only cock you are ever going to have. This pussy, that I am fucking, is mine. You are mine. I want your mind, body and soul, Sam.” I couldn’t control the fear that racked my body.

I know I was acting like I was fucking ready for looney bin, but it couldn’t be helped. I called my dad after the first day a man looked at her. I wanted to literally kill the guy just for a glance. He told me it was normal. This shit didn’t feel fucking normal. I felt out of my mind. He said when you love someone else the thought of them leaving, is always with you, I just needed to keep her happy and I wouldn’t have anything to stress about. He said it gets easier after you are married, but the jealousy will always be there.

My need to possess her had become a must this morning. I dominated her pussy, because it was hard to say what I wanted and needed to say.

“Rick,” Sam cried out, as I gave her all of me and I don’t mean just all of the eleven inches. I meant my heart, I left it for her to take and she did. As I came deep within her, she shook, coming hard, squeezing my cock, and her eyes piercing my heart. I bent down to kiss the tears away. The tears that I had caused. I felt like a total prick. When I tried to say I am sorry, she put her finger to my mouth, to silence me.

“Don’t say sorry. I am not crying because you hurt me, but because I hurt you.” She looked up at me and the vulnerability I felt was just as visible in her eyes. “I am scared to lose you, too.” She understood my craziness, because she was suffering from it too.

“God, Samantha, I am more than scared, I’m terrified. I am so in love with you.”

Fuck, I think she is trying to give me a heart attack. “You know you should marry me first, say in the next week or so, before you try and kill me.”

“I think that is too fast. We just got engaged.”

“Baby life is too short. I love you and you love me. Have you ever said that to another man?” I prayed the fuck not.

“No, but…” It was my turn to use a finger to silence her.

“No buts, I’ve never said those words to anyone, but my mother. You are so special to me.”

“Baby don’t cry. I don’t like it.” She began the crying thing again and it was killing me. I needed her to stop.

“I am happy and scared. I don’t want to lose you.”

“You won’t Red, you won’t.” I kissed her lips tasting the saltiness of her tears. I was hard as fuck again. Just touching her, being near her, had me ready and rearing to go. She told me she loved me again, and it was fast becoming an addiction. It was like I needed to hear those words, all the time. In the time since we first said them I think I made her say them to me about twenty times.

“Please make love to me.” My future wife begged me.

“You never have to beg for it.” I kissed her tenderly, working my way down her body, leaving no part of her untouched. I opened her thighs wide, as I licked her pussy. Her head was thrown back in pleasure. Moaning out, over and over again, uttering inaudible words. I slipped one of my fingers into her, causing her to give me her first orgasm of this love session. I growled as I licked up her juices. Working my way back up, I whispered my love for her.

I kissed her mound, “I love you,” her hips, “I adore you,” her belly, “I worship you,” her breasts, “I crave you,” her lips, “I need you.”

I captured her lips, and pushing my way in, I plunged into her wet, hot, tight pussy. My tongue was making love to her mouth, playing with her tongue, and licking her lips.

She cried out as she came, “I love you.” I wasn’t close until she cried out her love for me, and her walls milked my release.

“Thank you,” she said softly as she placed gentle kisses on my chin.

“Thank you, for being mine.” I kissed her once more before I got up and ran her a bath. For some reason, I loved to run her a bath. It was like I was taking care of her, in the smallest of ways. Once she was in the bath, I took a fast shower. My phone was buzzing and I had missed a call from my father. Fuck, I just wanted to spend time with Red, alone. I didn’t want to deal with other bullshit.