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)
“Heaven. This tight pussy is pure heaven. Ya have me, now what do ya plan to do with me?”
She tosses a leg over my thigh and begins bouncing on me. Wanting to keep that tight fit for now, I move her leg back between mine and begin to thrust from beneath. She’s so fucking wet.
“Ronan, oh fuck.”
“Ya like that? Is that what ya wanted?”
“Yes, yes, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”
“Aye, as ya wish, love.”
I sit up and grab her arms to pull them behind her back. I reach to loop one arm between the two of hers and grab her bicep. With the other arm, I reach around her and palm her breast.
I then pitch her forward and stand, pushing her toward the window once again. Hovering over her, I drill into her from behind. The sound of her screams, me moving in and out of her wet pussy, and the slapping of my hips against her ass is all that can be heard.
I have her coming in no time and I’m not finished yet. I meant what I said. I’m going to fuck her all over this apartment before the night is over.
CHAPTER 24
Get Back
Dean
“This is why my pen is fire. Yes, Dean. Yes,” I murmur to myself as I sit at my desk in my office.
I’m back. I’m writing again thanks to Ronan and his insatiable, fine, domineering ass. For the last month, the man has been pounding my ass out every night. I have been to his home religiously after taking care of mom and her appointments during the day and getting some writing done.
My mom has been concerned about where I’ve been. I told her I’ve been hanging out with friends for book research. She may have bought that, but then she started in on me needing to settle down with someone who can inspire me, or at least look after me while I’m out.
I’m not ready to tell her about Ronan. I think part of the reason is because I haven’t come clean with him about my life. He has managed to distract me each time I’ve asked how he learned my true identity.
I haven’t pushed because things are going so well. Ronan doesn’t pry and doesn’t ask for much. I have seen glimpses of his possessiveness, but I can handle that.
Dating him has been easy. He plans some of the sweetest dates and I love our late-night banter. I like that he seems to make time for me.
His phone rings enough to tell me his business is a busy one. I’m thinking he might be in the hospitality business. With his charm, I can see that being a fit.
I giggle to myself each time my author brain says he’s just like me. Living a double life with a crew who follow his orders and keep his business running. Ruthless and as dangerous as I am.
My phone rings, pulling me out of my thoughts. I’ve been waiting on a call from Lyric. Apparently, Bujar has come back to New York and is out of hiding.
“Hello, what’s the word?”
“We’re all set. Casanova and Brando were all over it. They ate that bullshit right up,” Lyric responds.
“Good,” I purr.
It’s time we have a face-to-face so I can make good on my word. I had Lyric promise those two knuckleheads a spot in my organization as long as they get Bujar to the location in Brooklyn I set up for a meet. Since Bujar’s brother follows him like a little puppy. I have no doubt he will be there with him.
“Did you set up what I asked for?”
“Everything is in place. I’d hate to be them.”
“Don’t ever give me a reason to make it so.”
“Not planning on it.”
“See you tonight.”
“Later, boss,” Lyric says and ends the call.
I sigh and look at the time. I thought about using Ronan as an alibi, but he had to cancel. That’s for the best because I’m not pushing this off for another day and I would hate to drag him in the middle of my shit.
Right as I’m thinking of him, he sends me a text.
Ronan: I’ll be late tonight, but I still want to see you. I can come to you after my meeting.
I bite my lip and think this over. I’ll be out late handling business as well, but do I want to chance him and Mom crossing paths? I rub my temples in thought.
Maybe this will get her off my back. The woman has been talking about booking a trip to Vegas for the two of us as if she can find me a husband on the Strip. I’ve thought of inviting Ronan along a time or two, but I’m happy just to be able to spend time with Mom.
I’ll let her try to find me a husband while we’re there, as long as I get to watch her have fun and live her life. I shake my head. There is no way I’m placing those two in a room together.