Tiernan Chapter 12

After our emotional evening yesterday, we settled into a quiet one as a family. When we went to bed later, I made her a promise to work on my communication with her and not to do things and assume she’d understand or know. Kynedi apologized for what she called her overreaction and shared a little bit of what it was like being with Farr. The more I learned, the more I wanted to murder that fíochmhar . I knew one day I’d get my chance.

This morning, we rode to work together. She checked her schedule on her app and told me when she had a two-hour window. I agreed to come get her then, and we’d make an unannounced visit to the school. I didn’t want them to know we were coming. If they did, they might leave or try to hold us off with excuses.

About a half hour after she was dropped off at work, I received a text from her with information about the man she saw. We assumed he was the one, but even if he weren’t, it wouldn’t hurt to have him on the radar. I sent it straight over to Cody with a brief explanation of who the guy was and why I wanted him checked into. He assured me someone would check into him.

I worried about Cody. I wondered if he was taking on too much. Between Farr, this new guy, the shit with the Brynes, and who knows what else the family had him doing, I debated if we should talk to him. He had the manpower if he’d use them, but he tended not to if it was something specific to one of us. I planned to sit with my family and talk about him this week.

I had to make a few adjustments to my schedule to accommodate our meeting at the school, but it wasn’t a big deal. I steadily worked until it was time to head out to get her. Milo was with me as usual. As we drove, I filled him in on why we were going to Cass’s school.

“That’s bullshit, Tiernan. They made a promise, and they need to stick to it. You need to scare the shit out of them. They sound like that damn school Khloe was in. Why don’t they take their jobs and students seriously?”

“I don’t know, but if I have to, I’ll get Elliotson in on this. As the head of the school board, he has some power. If they’re doing it to Cassius, then you know they’re doing it to others. Whether Cass stays at this school or not, they’ll change their attitude,” I vowed.

We stopped talking about it after we picked up Kynedi. I didn’t want to stress her out more than she already was. Her knee kept bouncing, and I had to lay my hand on it to get her to stop.

“It’s going to be alright. We’ll go in, show them the paperwork, and remind them of their obligation. I know, as his mom, you want to do all the talking, but after we get in there and start, I’d like you to let me take the lead. Is that okay?”

She studied me for almost a minute before she nodded. “I can do that. You’re going to scare the shit out of them, aren’t you?”

I let her see my evil smirk as Milo chuckled in the driver’s seat. She rolled her eyes, but she grinned. It wasn’t a far drive from the spa to the school. We were there in less than fifteen minutes. We parked right outside the main door. Milo got out, and I took the lead with Kynedi while he had our backs. I wasn’t expecting trouble, and he could’ve stayed in the car, but this made it more impactful. Yeah, I was an asshole when I wanted to be, and this was one of those times. Walking through the door, we saw a woman bustling around behind the counter. When she saw us, her eyes widened, and she hesitantly stepped to the counter.

“C-can I help you?”

“You can’t, but your principal and counselor can. Please tell them Kynedi Carmichael is here to speak to them about my son, Cassius,” she said confidently.

“I can see if they’re available,” the woman stated.

“It’s in their best interest to be available. If they aren’t, they’re not going to be happy when this one gets through with them,” Kynedi said with a smirk as she pointed at me.

“You’re Tiernan O’Sheeran,” the woman muttered as if confirming it to herself.

“The last time I checked, yes. We don’t have a lot of time. Please go get them,” I added.

She scurried off into the back. We stood there, trying to be patient. Less than five minutes later, she came back. “Principal Jackson and Ms. Timms have a few minutes if you’ll follow me.”

Milo stayed in the lobby. We’d talked about it before we got there. We were led down a short hallway. Outside a door with Principal on it, she paused and knocked. When she heard a man call out to come in, she opened it and gestured for us to enter. She didn’t hang around. Once we were inside, she shut the door.

Sitting behind the desk was Principal Jackson. I’d met him when I approached the school about Maggie’s Moppets. The counselor was sitting in a chair in front of his desk. She gave us a nervous look while the principal put a fake smile on his face. He rose and circled around to shake hands. He ignored Kynedi and presented it to me. “Mr. O’Sheeran, what a surprise. What can we do for you?”

I didn’t offer mine. His smile slipped. I darted my eyes to Kyn and then back to him. He got the message. He turned to her. “Hello, Ms. Carmichael. Please, have a seat. I assume you and Mr. O’Sheeran are here to speak about the Moppets. Can I get you something to drink?”

“No, thank you,” she said. I shook my head.

He retook his seat and clasped his hands together, trying to present an aura of being relaxed. I wasn’t fooled. “I hope there’s nothing wrong with Cassius’s participation in Maggie’s Moppets. The last I heard, I was told it was going well. I know we’re hoping to add several more kids to the program.”

“The program is doing wonderful, and Cass loves it. That’s not what we’re here about,” Kynedi explained.

He frowned. “Then I’m confused. If you’re not here about that, what is Mr. O’Sheeran doing with you?”

“We came to discuss the call I got yesterday. The one where I was told that you wouldn’t be giving Cassius the IEP you promised us at the end of last year. Ms. Timms told me that it wasn’t possible, and if I didn’t like it, I could put him in all special ed classes, just deal with it, or move him to a different school. I’m here to remind you that you agreed to it, and I have the paperwork to prove it,” she said as she laid the papers on his desk.

He gave her an uncomfortable look and then cleared his throat. “Ms. Carmichael, since this has nothing to do with the Maggie’s program, I don’t see a reason to involve Mr. O’Sheeran. He’s a very busy man, and no doubt has better things to do. This is regular school business. Let’s have our discussion in private.”

I squeezed her thigh, letting her know it was time to let me take over. She relaxed back in her chair and waited. I settled my hard look on Jackson. I swear, I saw him gulp.

“That’s where you’re wrong, Mr. Jackson. Cassius is my business. Would you care to tell me why you’ve gone back on your promise to Kynedi? I’ve read the papers, and they seem all cut and dry to me. As part of your state and federal funding, your school is required to offer IEPs to those who meet the criteria, which Cassius does. What can be offered may vary, but you clearly spelled out in those papers what you would do for him. None of it sounds particularly taxing or cost-prohibitive. So why the change?”

“Well, uhm, you see, at the time, we were able to do it. However, after reviewing this year’s budget, teaching staff, and other things, we discovered it’s not possible. It takes time away from other kids and adds work to the teachers to have students like him in their classes. The teachers who instruct the special education classes have smaller student numbers and are used to providing these types of things to their students. Cassius can get those accommodations, but he’ll have to be in the special classes,” Jackson explained.

I held up my hand to stop him. I glanced at the silent Ms. Timms. “Would you like to chime in here and explain why you told Kynedi to deal with it or move him to another school?”

“She misunderstood me. That’s not what I said,” was her comeback.

“I highly doubt she misunderstood. It’s easier for you to deny parents of your special needs students than to work to provide what their kids need. That’s the truth of it. As we speak, I have my people looking into the funding of this school. They’re checking to see what you get paid to provide these allowances. Has it decreased or not? At the same time, I have a call out to Mr. Elliotson. I thought he should know what a school in his district is doing. I figure by the end of the day, I’ll know if you’re full of it or not. My gut says you’re talking nonsense.”

Jackson sputtered while Timms squeaked in alarm. I was enjoying myself, but I wanted to let them really sweat, so I hit them with my biggest bomb.

“Regardless of whether my son stays in this school or not, I’ll make sure that other students get what they deserve. I’ll be in touch.” I stood, taking Kynedi’s hand and helping her to her feet. A moan escaped Ms. Timms, and Mr. Jackson appeared ready to have a stroke as he stumbled to his feet.

“Wait! Son? We didn’t know he was yours,” he cried out.

“As soon as I get his mother to agree to marry me, the adoption will go through. However, it shouldn’t make a goddamn difference if he’s mine or not. These kids deserve the best education possible. Cassius is a bright kid who doesn’t need to be in special classes. His accommodations are minor and don’t require extra money or taxing effort. If you want me to continue to associate with this school, you’d better get your shit together. Oh, and don’t think that because other parents don’t have the money to sue you, you’re safe. I’ll gladly back them with the money needed. I’ll await your call.”

I turned my back on them and walked out. Kynedi held my hand and walked proudly by my side. When I saw Milo, he winked. He was standing close to the end of the short hallway. I had no doubt he heard every word and was getting a major kick out of it. Principal Jackson came running after us, blubbering, but I didn’t slow down or give him my attention. They wanted to play games. They’d learn from a master.

My family and I didn’t often throw our weight, money, or influence around, but when it came to times like this, we played it to the hilt. I meant every word I said. I’d still ensure the kids who went here got into Maggie’s, but it wouldn’t be through the school, and they wouldn’t receive any of the kudos for it.

When we got in the car, Kynedi began to laugh. “Oh my God, they almost shit themselves. I can’t believe what you did. I should be ashamed that it made me happy, but they deserved it. Thinking about those other poor kids they’ve pulled this on makes my blood boil. You came across as totally meaning it.”

“I did mean it. I’ll do whatever it takes to make it right, and not just for Cassius. However, at some point, we’ll have to take him out of there. The more people who know about us, the paparazzi and others, the more they’ll try to get to him and you. It’s a part of our lives. That’s what happened with Khloe, and that was in a private school, no less. They let someone in who shouldn’t have been. He was a paparazzo who cornered her when her guard went to the bathroom. Luckily, he came out and chased the bastard off, and she wasn’t harmed, but it led to Aidan and Riza deciding to homeschool her, at least until she was older. I’m not telling you this to scare you, just to make you aware.”

She was quiet for several moments. I was praying this wouldn’t cause her to back off on moving forward in our relationship. “I hadn’t thought of that, but it makes sense. I wish there wasn’t a need for it, but the world can be crazy. I like that school, but I don’t love it. Cass has a couple of friends, but he can make new ones. It’s more about changing his routine even more. He’s been so good about not acting out, but it’ll happen. As for homeschooling him, I can try and rearrange my work to do it.”

“ Mil , you aren’t taking on this on top of everything else. Riza and our mamaí will gladly add Cass to the mix with Khloe. They’re close enough in age to do basically the same work. As they get older, we can bring in tutors or decide if private school is the way to go. We grew up with tutors, but there were so many of us it didn’t ever feel like we missed out. We did have a few friends outside ourselves, but with all of us, it was never lonely.”

“Are you sure? I feel like, as his mom, I should do it.”

“And as his daid , I should too. Aidan helps out Khloe. If you want to do it or at least help, then you have to let the other things go, or at least a lot of it. You’re driving yourself to a breakdown, Kyn. I know accepting my money feels wrong to you, but it’s not.”

She was quiet the rest of the way back to the spa. When I walked her to the door, she paused and gave me a smile. “I know what you said is the way to go. Let me think about how to do this, and I’ll work on letting things go. I’d like to talk to you more about it tonight.”

“I’d love it. Okay, get back to work, but first, I need a kiss.”

We passionately kissed right in front of the door, not caring who saw us or what they thought. I walked her inside, where the staff stared at us and left her there with a smile. Her guard was posted outside. He hadn’t left when we did. I’d have to decide who was to be her permanent one. Right now, it was whoever was available, but soon, it would be someone like Milo. Whistling as I exited, I got back to work. I couldn’t wait for the end of the work day and our talk.

???

Cassius was down for the night, and Kynedi and I were in bed. I was telling her about my conversation with Guy Elliotson. Suffice it to say that when I talked to him, he was livid.

“Guy said he’d straighten it out with them and make sure that none of the schools in the district were pulling that with parents. He’s having the board send out questionnaires to parents to see if they have had similar issues or not. He doesn’t trust the staff at the schools to tell him. He’s also polling the parents who changed schools either within or outside the district to see if this was a factor. He’s not just asking those with kids who need IEPs. He wants to know across the board. He apologized and wanted me to let you know that if you want Cass to stay there, he’ll get what he needs.”

“I’m so glad he’s taking it seriously and going to ensure others are helped. As for Cassius staying there, I think we need to talk about it. Do you think it’s worth him going back in a few weeks? If we have to turn around and switch him out soon afterward, it may be best to just do it now. How soon do you think paparazzi will start coming after me?”

“Truthfully, I’m shocked they haven’t started to sit outside your work. We’ve been seen together, and they hang out outside the compound on and off. Someone has to have noted you’re living here. The cars having blacked-out windows help, but the few times you drove your car, it had to be noted. My vote is to make the change now.”

“Okay, I’ll have to think how to tell him. As for the homeschool thing, Riza will have to tell me how to go about disenrolling him in his school and setting him up to do it the way Khloe does.”

“I don’t believe it took much.”

“Oh wait, she’s due to have her baby in just over a week. Who’ll take over teaching them while she deals with the new baby? I didn’t even think of that. It sounds like I should help. I don’t want it to fall to your moms to do it all.”

She was right about Riza, but we had plenty of helping hands. “Mam and the aintíni won’t mind doing it. They’re retired, and it’s not like they teach a six to eight-hour school day. When you do it this way, it takes less time. However, I would love for you to be involved if you want to be. Have you thought more about which job to keep?”

“I have. You asked me not long ago what it was I really loved, and if it wasn’t what I do now, what was it? While I enjoy giving massages and don’t mind the transcribing, they were never something I loved or wanted growing up. If I’d been able to go to college like I wanted, I planned to do something with kids. After having Cass and going through what I have with him, I’d like to teach or maybe counsel kids like him, though that’s not realistic at this point. But teaching him and Khloe would be a way I could do it partially. At least until they got smarter than me.” She chuckled.

“You can do whatever you want. If you want to go to college, we’ll make it happen, Kyn. You can get your degree or maybe take classes that interest you. It’s up to you. Whatever you decide, I’ll support you in making it happen. But you have to give up the other stuff. Do you still want to do one of those part-time? I know you hate to be completely dependent on me for money.”

“You mean that about college?”

“Absolutely.”

“Well, if that’s the case, then I think I’d like to stop cleaning and the massages. The transcribing I can do and fit in when I need to. Will that make you happy?”

“It’s more will it make you happy. If it does, then go for it.”

“And you meant what you said about wanting to marry me, adopt Cass, and have more kids?”

“Hell, yeah.”

“Then what about us moving in here for good? If I didn’t have the rent and utilities to worry about, it would help me not stress so much. Then we can work on the rest.”

My answer was to roll her under me and kiss her. I devoured her mouth. She kissed me back just as hungrily. By the time we broke apart, I was fully hard and eager to make love to her.

“You have no idea how happy you just made me. You two living here with me is a dream. I need to show you how ecstatic you just made me,” I growled.

We were in bed. I was in my shorts, and she had on a short night dress that barely covered her ass. I pushed the sheet to the bottom of the bed. Running my hand from her knee to her hip, I let the feel of her soft skin sink in. When I got to the hem of her dress, I pushed it up. It bared her bottom half. I moaned when I saw the tiny, lacy pair of panties she wore. She smiled. Not wanting to get sidetracked, I held off removing those. I’d come back and peel those off once I got the other off.

When I worked it over her tits, she lifted up and raised her arms over her head. Tossing the dress away, I eased her onto her back. Her tits begged me to touch and taste them. They were full, and her nipples were hardening to tight nubs. I cupped one and kneaded it while licking across the nipple on the other. She shivered, and a breathy moan escaped her. Plucking at the one in my hand, I circled the other with my tongue before sucking it. She moaned louder, and her bottom came up off the bed slightly.

The past week since we’d finally had sex, I’d explored her body and got to know what she liked, loved, or didn’t care for. I admit, I’d only let her do a fraction of the exploring with me, but she drove me to distraction, and all I seemed capable of doing was making sure she got the most pleasure possible. Watching her come and cry my name gave me immense satisfaction—something I never experienced with anyone else. Absolutely, I made sure my past sexual partners got off, but it wasn’t like this.

Now that the basic exploration had been done, I wanted to see what other things she might enjoy. Did she like toys, anything kinky or involving a touch of pain? Deciding to test the last one, I pinched her left nipple. She yelped in surprise, but she didn’t tell me to stop or try to escape. In fact, she pressed it harder into my hand. Trying another move to be positive, I gently bit down on her other nub and tugged on it with my teeth. She sighed deeply, and her hand came up to caress my jaw. Combining both moves next, I waited to see what she’d do.

“Oh, God, Tier, oh my,” she cried.

I licked the one I bit. Before switching sides, I glanced up at her. She was watching me. “I think you might like a little pain with your pleasure,” I said, winking.

“I guess I do. You keep showing me sides to myself I never knew existed.”

“And I love doing it. Just promise me that if I do something you don’t enjoy, tell me. Or if there’s something you know you want, let me know. I’m here to make you have the best sexual experiences of your life.”

“I will, and I want to do the same thing for you. I can’t promise I’ve done everything you want clearly, but unless it’s way out there or extremely painful, I bet I’ll at least be willing to try, whether it’s to give or receive.”

“It’s a deal,” I said before I licked between her tits as I held them together. It brought to mind the image of me pumping my cock there, titty fucking her and coming on her chest, giving her a pearl necklace. My cock jumped at the thought. Soon, but not right now, I promised myself. Pushing her legs apart to lay between them to feast more, I pushed my hardness into her center first.

The heat and wetness coming from her pussy was evident through my shorts. My eagerness to peel off those lacy things and taste her there grew. I spent maybe another minute or so worshipping her tits before I kissed and licked my way down her ribs and slightly rounded tummy to her mound. I burrowed my nose into the material and inhaled deeply, taking her scent deep. I loved it. I was convinced I could find her by scent alone if I were blindfolded. Lifting up, I hooked my fingers into the sides. As I edged them down, I discovered she was wearing a thong. íosa , she was trying to kill me. She lifted her ass to help me get them down her legs. Once at her ankles, I brought them to my nose, inhaled, and then tossed them on the foot of the bed.

Pushing her legs wider, I spread her pussy lips and swiped my tongue from her hole to her clit. On my next pass, I tilted her hips so I could reach further back. I started at her asshole and licked to the front. She jumped when my tongue went over her back hole, but she didn’t tell me to quit. Encouraged, I licked and nuzzled her folds for a bit. Wanting to play with her ass more, I sat up.

“Roll onto your belly.”

She did as I asked. Seeing her plump, round ass begging for my mark, I slapped one cheek, then the other. She moaned. I did it a second time. She moaned louder. Then I spread those cheeks so I could see that tight, dark hole. It beckoned me to taste it better.

I lowered my head and laved across that temptation, then I teased the opening, barely pressing inside with the tip of my tongue. Her hips bucked, driving my tongue deeper. She squealed. Growling, I knew I should wait, but I couldn’t. Wetting my finger in her cream, I nudged my finger inside her. Barely the tip to the bottom of my nail sank in. She tensed and glanced over her shoulder at me. Her eyes were wide.

“Do you want me to stop? If you don’t like this, tell me.”

“I-I don’t know if I do. I’ve never had my ass played with.”

“Are you willing for me to play and find out?”

She took a couple of breaths and then nodded. “Yes, try it, but go slow. It feels kinda good but weird and painful at the same time.”

“All you have to do is say stop. But I have to say, your tight little asshole is begging for my tongue and my finger,” I said before I licked over it.

I let my saliva join her cream to lubricate her further. Slowly, I worked my finger deeper. She wiggled but stayed quiet. Back and forth, I thrust it, each time slipping just a smidge further. The tightness around my finger made me think of how tight it would be around my cock. I had to stifle my groan. In less time than I imagined, I had my finger buried all the way inside her.

Adding more saliva, I situated myself so I could get my mouth on her pussy and keep my finger in her ass. Then I set up a fast pace as I finger fucked her while I ate her cunt. She cried out over and over and squirmed. I didn’t let her escape. Unless she told me no, I wasn’t stopping. It didn’t take long for her asshole to clamp around my digit and her to scream. As she did, more of her cream flooded my mouth. I dined on her sweet essence until she stopped coming, and I cleaned her up thoroughly with my tongue.

Doing this had pushed me to the brink of my control. I needed inside of her. Easing out my finger, I placed a kiss on her clit and then got to my knees. She was partially collapsed on the bed. I tugged her hips up until they were at the perfect height for me. I gripped my cock and ran the head up and down her folds, nudging her entrance each time I got to it but not entering. I was smearing her cream on the head and seeing how she’d react. I wasn’t sure how many times I could stand it before I’d break.

“Tiernan, stop. I need you. Give me your cock,” she whined.

Grinning at her, I made another pass, only this time, when the head touched her hole, she thrust back, and I sank inside. It didn’t go all the way, but it was what made me give up my teasing, and I continued the thrust until I was all the way there. She moaned as I hissed. She was scalding hot and tight. Her pussy was soaked, too.

“ Dia , you feel so damn good, Kyn. I could live inside of you and eat your pussy day and night. Did you like me playing with your sweet ass?”

As I said that, she clenched tighter around me. I chuckled. “Ah, yeah, you did. Your response doesn’t lie.”

I was slowly gliding in and out, although it was almost killing me. She sighed and wiggled her hips.

“I did, much to my surprise. I’m not sure there’ll ever be much I don’t enjoy with you, Tier. And as much as I love it when you make love to me, right now, I need you to fuck me. Take me. Show me your animal side.”

Letting out a deep growl, I did as she wanted. I began flexing my hips, driving myself in and out harder, faster, and deeper. She moaned. Watching her ass jiggle as I pounded her, I couldn’t resist, bringing my palm down hard on her right cheek. She jumped but also clenched. Taking it as a cue, I began to intersperse slaps to that luscious ass in between my thrusts. There was no pattern to it, so she had no idea when to expect them. It was enough to have her coming in no time. She screamed as she did. By some miracle, I held back my orgasm. I wanted to stay there longer. She whimpered as she kept coming down and realized I hadn’t come or stopped.

“Oh God, you’re going to kill me,” she wailed.

“No, just make you come again and have you dripping my cum all day tomorrow. I’ve got a helluva load to give you, mo chuisle ,” I panted.

This must’ve inspired her because she began to thrust back to meet my forward ones. The loud slap of our skin meeting, the groans, moans, pants, and grunts, along with the scent of our lovemaking, spurred us both on. The tingling in my toes was quickly racing up my legs to center in my balls. I knew I had to make her fall over the precipice real soon, so I landed a slap to her ass, followed by a firm circle on her clit, and then I bit her back. It wasn’t hard enough to break the skin, but she felt it.

All that combined made her peak. She called out my name raggedly as she came, milking my cock. I was able to slide one more time in and out before I lost the battle, and I bellowed her name and unloaded my cum. I hadn’t lied. There was a big load, and I came for a long time until we collapsed in a pile. I eased to the side so I wouldn’t crush her. As we breathed raggedly, I kissed her neck.

“Is mó grá agam duit ná mo shaol, a ghrá,” I whispered to her.

“What does that mean?”

“It means I love you more than my life, my love.”

“Tier, that’s so beautiful. I love you the same way, and I wish I could say it as beautifully as you just did.”

“You did. Your response told me.”

I cuddled her close, and we snuggled as we finished coming back to ourselves. Cleaning up would have to wait.