Page 18 of Lion's Little Scamp

She jolted and froze when hands reached between her body and his, shoving the boxers completely out of her way, allowing her free access to his entire cock and balls. When the blankets lifted and cool air swept in, she continued sucking his cock while turning her head to look up into Harrigan’s sleepy expression.

“Hello,” he rumbled softly with a sleepy smile.

“Hi,” she managed to say around the hard cock in her mouth.

“Having fun?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Very well, carry on. Just know that what you do to me, you will get back in kind,” he said with a chuckle before dropping his head back onto his pillow.

Taking him at his word, Irish returned her attention to the flesh that filled her mouth. She began to bob up and down, taking in more and more of his long, thick cock.

She sucked harder and moved faster. Resting her weight on one elbow, her free hand moved to cup his balls, rolling them gently.

It did not take long before Harrigan panting as he began pushing his hips up, fucking her mouth. She knew he was close when his balls pulled up and his cock thickened even further.

“Pull off, scamp,” he growled.

Shaking her head slightly, she sucked harder, taking him deep and humming. That threw him over the edge. He roared as his cock filled her mouth with his seed. She swallowed every drop down, then gently licked at his cock, thoroughly cleaning it.

Only when it began to soften in her mouth did she release it. Then she froze, suddenly uncertain what Harrigan’s reaction to a wake-up blowjob would be.

Had she overstepped? She hadn’t asked, just taken what she wanted, and even though he hadn’t objected, all at once, she began freaking out that she had screwed up so, so bad.

“Come on up here, scamp,” Harrigan said, his voice surprisingly gentle, though she could hear the power in his words.

She slowly wiggled her way back up the bed until her head was once again on her pillow. She could not look into his eyes, so she stared at his chest as she said the only words of which she could think.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered as tears filled her eyes. “Please don’t send me away.”

Harrigan’s post-orgasmic haze evaporated at once when Irish apologized. “Scamp? Irish? What’s wrong? Why are you apologizing for giving me the best wake up I’d ever had?”

Tears ran from her eyes as she whispered, “I didn’t give you the option of saying no. I basically raped you. I’m so sorry. Please don’t send me away. I want to stay here. With you.”

Stunned at her words, Harrigan did the only thing he could think of, he pulled her close and held her with her face against his chest. “Shh, little one. It’s all right. You did nothing wrong. I give you permission to wake me up like that any time you’d like. Just know that I may use the same technique to wake you up.”

Irish trembled in his arms and hot tears dropped to his chest. When she finally quieted, he pushed her onto her back before rising up on one elbow to stare down at her.

She looked up at him, the gold flecks in her eyes glowing due to the tears still filling her eyes. “Are you sure?” she whispered.

“I’m sure. Now, I want you to lay very still while I play,” he said with a grin. “In fact, put your hands under your head and keep them there until I say you can move them.”

She moved her hands so fast, she smacked the side of her head. “Ow,” she whimpered as his grin widened even further.

“Easy, scamp. No need to hurt yourself,” he said before brushing a kiss where the hurt had occurred.

Throwing the covers off the bed, he rose to lay half over his lovely mate. “Now you just lay there and enjoy.”

“Yes, Daidi,” she whispered with a smile.

His cock twitched with renewed interest at her easy response. Leaning in, he rained kisses over her face before easing down her body. When he reached the collar of her shirt, he reached for the bottom and pushed the fabric up her body to her armpits, baring her delicate frame.

He hummed at the lovely view before dropping kisses on her erect nipples, and then around each breast before moving to the valley between and starting down the center of her body. He licked a circle around her bellybutton before continuing further. When he reached the top edge of her panties, he pulled them down her legs and tossed them over his shoulder.

“Spread your legs, scamp,” he ordered hoarsely as he stared down at her bare mound and glistening pussy lips.

She moved them a few inches apart, watching him with wide eyes.