Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 101887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 408(@250wpm)___ 340(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 408(@250wpm)___ 340(@300wpm)
His large hand feels so warm against my belly. My body is already pulsing from his simple touch. We stare into each other’s eyes through the reflection in the glass.
Ronan downs his drink and swallows before running his pointer finger under his bottom lip. How does he make something so simple look so sexy? Moving his hand from my stomach to my breast, he flicks his thumb back and forth over my nipple.
The move is so subtle and possessive. I need this water to cool me down. While I chug down my water, he places his glass down on the small wooden table next to the blue sofa bench.
Reaching around me, he then takes the empty bottle from my grasp, placing it beside his glass. My heart is racing and that ever-throbbing pulse between my legs when he is near begins.
“It’s been two months. Have ya allowed anyone to touch what’s mine?”
I smile at him through the glass. He glides his hand around my throat and gives a gentle squeeze as he leans into my ear.
“Have ya?”
“No.” I turn to face him and reach to grab his bulge through his pants. “Have you allowed anyone to—”
I don’t get to finish my words as he crushes his lips to mine and devours me. I gasp and moan into his mouth. Swiftly, he lifts me and slams my back against the cool glass.
I lace my fingers in his hair and whimper as he moves to place sucking kisses against my skin. Smooth as a motherfucker, he peels the top of my dress down, revealing my breasts. I don’t know whether to be impressed or jealous when he removes my strapless sticky bra and the nipple covers with expertise.
“Ronan,” I cry out as he palms one of my breasts and pops my nipple right into his mouth.
All my questions are forgotten. His warm, wet mouth has all my attention. He skims his hand over my thigh, pressed to his side, and into the slit of my dress. I throw my head back and stare up at the ceiling.
“Look how wet ya are for me. Why would I want anyone else? Yer the only woman who’s been on my mind. Are ya ready, my Danny? My naughty girl.”
“Ready for what?” I whimper as he pushes two fingers into me.
“Ready to christen every inch of this place. I plan to fuck ya on every surface I can think of. By morning, we’ll own this place together.”
I cup his face and kiss him hard. The man always says the right things. However, before I allow him to make good on his word, I need to make good on my promise.
I wiggle to break free and slide down his front. I know what I’m getting into this time. I’m ready for him.
“The question is, babe. Are you ready for me?” I say as I grin up at him while looking at him through my lashes.
“Aye, do ya worse, love. I promise I’ll keep up with ya.” He winks down at me as if to confirm his words.
“We’ll see,” I murmur as I unfasten his belt and unzip his pants.
Once I have him in my hands, I go to work. My inner bad girl bounces with glee as I bob and stroke this man like a pro. After I get him nice and wet with a few passes, I hold his tip in my mouth and hollow my cheeks while I stroke both hands along his girthy length.
“Fuck, that’s my girl. Just like that,” he hisses and throws his head back.
I pause my strokes at the base and hold my hands there tightly as I begin to bob my head. I go between bobbing fast to moving nice and slow as I moan in pleasure. Ronan cups the back of my head and starts to pump his hips.
“Mmm.”
“Ya love sucking that cock, don’t ya? Show me how much ya want me, baby. Look at me. I want to see those pretty eyes. Look at me like ya know who ya belong to.”
I look up into his intense eyes and pull back to soak him with my saliva. I make sure he’s nice and messy, rubbing the moisture over his balls before going in to suck them and lick the underside of his big fucking dick.
“Fuck, Danny. Yes, baby. Suck me like ya mean it.”
He begins to step out of his shoes as he digs his fingers into the back of my locs. I hum in satisfaction. It’s been so long since I’ve been able to be this side of myself.
Ronan makes me feel like I can share this side of me. I don’t have to worry about how he’ll see me outside of this. He’s a man and I’m an ordinary woman. He’s too old to play games with me and he’s not looking for any sort of come up from dealing with me.