Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63866 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63866 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
“I’m going to come inside you, Ellie, and you’re going to take every last drop of me.” The moan that escapes her lets me know we’re both on the same page, but it’s not enough. “Need you to tell me you want it this time.” It’s important to me that she knows she holds the power here. That her wish is my command. She may not realize it yet, but she needs it too.
“I want it all.” Her jewel-colored eyes meet mine.
“Then that’s what I’ll give you.” I don’t just mean at this moment, I mean for the rest of our lives. This is just the start.
This time when I thrust into her, I don’t hold back anything. She meets my every move, lifting her hips to take every inch of me. I can already read her body; the way her tight cunt is gripping me lets me know she’s close to going over the edge.
I pick up the pace, my hand reaching down between us to rub her little clit. It’s not long before her orgasm takes over, her body shuddering underneath me.
“Ro.” She cries out my name as she hits her peak. Watching her come on my cock sends me over right along with her. I thrust as deep as I can inside of her and mark her with my cum, spilling every last drop, just like I promised, into her.
Her body goes lax after a few moments, the last effects of her orgasm slowly dissipating. I can feel the little shudders around my cock, which is still hard. I want to continue thrusting into her, but I don’t want to hurt her. Instead, I roll over, taking her with me. She settles on top of me, nestling into my chest.
I stroke her back with my fingertips as our breathing evens out. I stay quiet, knowing my little fox needs a minute to wrap her head around everything that happened between the two of us. It’s not long before I hear her adorable little snores, letting me know she fell asleep.
A sense of peace that I’ve never known before settles in. For the first time in my life, I feel complete.
Chapter Sixteen
ELLIE
It’s rare that I wake up before Ronan. I swear the man never sleeps. I stare at his handsome face, wondering how this man has come to mean so much to me in such a short time. My fingers itch to reach out and run up his chest. I have an obsession with how his chest hair feels against my fingertips. I also find myself tracing his tattoos.
A wave of emotions rolls over me as I watch him. I’ve never felt this connected to anyone before. It’s both invigorating and terrifying at the same time. Not only that, he sees me in a way no one else does.
I wish I could see myself as he does. The way he speaks to me and about me, you'd think he was talking about the most perfect person in the world. In reality, it's him that's perfect. The man does nothing wrong when it comes to me.
He's made me fall in love with him. That has panic coursing through my system. People who are close to me put themselves at risk, and I know Ronan won't hear reason from me on this.
That man is willing to put himself in danger to protect me. I care enough about him to make sure that he doesn't have to. It's why I came back to my dad's. This place is secure and under lockdown. People are safer with me here and off the grid.
I don't regret last night. It was everything and more that I could have hoped for when it came to losing my virginity. It was worth the wait, and I chose the right man. Ronan knew how to touch me, to get my body to respond in ways only he can get it to. He's freaking better at it than I am.
I wipe my cheek when I feel a tear escape, knowing what I'm going to do next. "I love you," I whisper to Ronan, needing to say those words to him before I slowly creep from the bed.
It takes me no time to quickly get dressed. With each movement I can feel the ache between my thighs from our lovemaking last night. Ronan had even woken me up again for another round.
Neither of us had said a word. It was entirely made of soft touches as he worshipped my body. The man knows how to make me feel sexy. That's for sure. To Ronan, I’m not just the geeky girl behind the computer screen. The way he looks at me, touches me, and so many more things make me feel like a goddess.
I don't have to pack a bag or anything. I always keep one ready and in the truck. It's how I've lived most of my life. I can fit everything I require into a single bag. That's how you're able to keep moving when you need to. You train yourself, and it becomes normal and routine.