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 do need you.” The smile that spreads across his deadly features makes my whole body flutter. It’s a sweet reminder of how much he needs me, too. That should scare me, but not now, not with him. I’ve never been more sure of anything or anyone in my entire life. This man has changed everything for me.
His thumb strokes more firmly this time, making shockwaves pulse through me. “Yes,” I moan.
Ronan leans down, replacing his hand with his tongue. He drags it up and down my slit, then eagerly swirls it around my clit. If there is a heaven, this is it. Every touch, kiss, and caress by him is exactly what I need.
“Always so sweet for me.” He speaks against my skin. “Always so perfect.”
I have never thought of myself that way before, but I believe that’s how Ronan sees me. I’m special to him. He makes me feel beautiful and seen. Even when I’m trying to blend in.
“Ro.” I need him inside of me. To feel connected to him in all ways at this moment.
“I know, but I need more, and I know you’ll give it to me.” I try to respond, but the words die on my tongue when Ronan sucks my clit into his mouth. He greedily licks and sucks as the small bundle of nerves catapults me over the edge.
Ronan keeps going. His tongue licks up every drop of me, only to go back and make me come all over again so he can greedily lick that up too.
“Fuck,” I hear Ronan grit out as the second orgasm takes me. My heels are beginning to slip over the edge of the island. “Need inside you.” I gasp as Ronan thrusts into me. He grips the back of my thighs, holding them open as he takes me. His eyes are trained there, watching himself sink into me and pull back out again. Utterly transfixed.
I, however, watch him, his pants still on as he pumps in and out of me, his abs flexing and the muscles in his arms straining as he claims me. His expression is so intense. It’s intoxicating to see Ronan this way, and it’s me that’s gotten him here.
His fingers dig into my thighs to pull me into him more. If he wasn’t there, I’d fall right off the counter, but Ronan would never let that happen. He shifts his hips, making his cock hit a spot deep inside of me.
“Ro,” I moan. How the hell am I about to orgasm again?
“Give it to me,” he orders. “I need it, Ellie. Be a good girl and—” The rest of his words are drawn out by my scream of pleasure.
I'm finding when it comes to Ronan, all I ever feel from him is pleasure.
Chapter Twenty-Three
RONAN
“How am I always the naked one?” Ellie gives me a sly smirk. I still have her laid out on the kitchen island. I hadn’t meant to take her so hard, but my girl appears satisfied. She rather likes it when my control slips when it comes to her. I’ve always had a good handle on my reaction to things or situations, even as a kid. She’s the only one that has ever gotten me to break from that.
“You’re the pretty one.” I run my hands up her hips, outlining her body. I have it memorized like my very own religion.
“You’re not bad yourself.” Ellie sits up. All those showers where I had to keep my dick in check have paid off. Ellie isn’t so shy about her body anymore. That had been part of the plan. I need her to be completely free when she’s with me. There is nothing to hide ever from me.
I cup the back of her neck to kiss her when I hear a light click. Leaning down, I snag my shirt off the floor as I pull my phone out of my back pocket.
"What?" Ellie sits up straighter.
"Someone is here." I pull the shirt over her head before checking the alarm system. It will only connect to my phone if I'm here, and it wasn't my phone that alerted me.
"How do you know?" Ellie whispers. I nod toward the upper corner of the wall. "What?"
"The light." Ellie narrows her eyes to make out the small blinking red light. I flick it off as I check the feed to see who the fuck is here.
“This place is so cool. I need to rip it apart. Ope.” Ellie puts her hand over her own mouth.
“It’s fine. It’s Z.” Only he and War know how to get in here. I figured it was one of them, but you can never be too sure.
“Oh.” Her nose gives a small scrunch.
“What? He fucking with you?” I thought I made it clear to Z that she’s off-limits. When he tried to tip me off to Ellie watching me, I issued that warning to him.