Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Although to be fair, if it was from him or her would be a tossup. Probably from both of them.
“Yes.”
He looked up at her, one eyebrow up. “Yes what, angel?”
Ronan didn’t rush her but he didn’t stop touching her ass or tugging on her nipple while he waited. Primed, his woman wouldn’t need much to be sent over the precipice.
She gathered herself and he continued to wait. When she licked her lips, he groaned and leaned forward to kiss her, wanting more of her taste.
Vivyan opened instantly beneath his kiss, her tongue meeting his with a hunger that only fed his own. Tugging her closer to him, settling her firmly on his cock, allowing his finger at her ass to sink deeper. With reluctance, he released her breast and slipped his hand around to settle upon her back, holding her tight.
Both of them panting when he drew back, he watched her struggle to center herself.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and cupped his bearded jaw in her hands.
“Yes. I can’t explain it and I’m not sure I should even try. But I want that.”
A low growl rose up from his chest as she scored her nails against his skin.
“What, angel? Be specific with me and tell me what you want.” A deep ragged breath. “Exactly.”
A small huffed breath before she glanced to the left then back to him. In the depths of her eyes, he read her determination. Vixen that she was, she rolled her hips on him, dragging that fucking sweet spot his mouth watered for over his dick. It ached and if it hadn’t required him moving her and letting her go, he would have gripped it and squeezed to do whatever he could to keep from jizzing all over the inside of his joggers.
“All those things. You fucking me. I’m not foolish to think I’m your type for forever and that’s fine. But for once in my life I want to do something for me. And you’re offering to make my toes curl, I’d be foolish to turn you down.”
Control slipping, he bit the inside of his cheek. She had no idea. She was his. Full stop. There was no anyone else for him.
“Keep going.” His two words were guttural.
Vivyan continued rubbing her fingers against his skin, eroding the control he’d kept on a very short, very tight leash since he’d first laid eyes on her.
“I want you making me take your cock, coming down my throat, in me, on me.”
Her words trembled at her blatantly honest admission.
He wasn’t going to last. Hard to the point of pain, his dick wasn’t taking it easy on him.
“And this?” He pushed his index finger in her ass to his first knuckle.
Her gaze locked on his. She leaned closer to him and pressed her lips to his as she put a hand between them and closed her fingers around his length. Her thumb swiped over the head which stuck over the waistband of his joggers yanking a rough rumble from him.
She nipped his lip before pushing her ass back into his hand, sending his digit deeper inside her.
“Everything.”
The leash on his control snapped.
Chapter 5
One second she’d been rolling her hips as she sat on his lap, completely enjoying the feel of his hardness between her legs, the tip of his thick finger in her ass and the next, he’d flipped them so she lay beneath him looking up at the determination set in his face.
He took a deep breath and pushed up on his strong arms, gazing down at her like he could see something she didn’t know about. She nibbled at her lip and he growled before dipping his head and laying claim to her mouth.
With a sigh of submission, she gave herself over to him. She hadn’t lied, she wanted anything, everything he was willing to give her for their time locked in this room. Pushing her hands over broad shoulders, she tangled her fingers in the longer hair at the nape of his neck before skimming her nails over the skin.
His moan went directly from his mouth to her clit and she shifted beneath him, needing more. Of his touch. His weight. His everything.
Ronan rose up until he straddled her and watched her. She swallowed. Was he having second thoughts? She wasn’t skinny by any means. No she didn’t have harsh thoughts about herself, she loved her curves but that he went hot to cold unnerved her.
His gaze narrowed and he shook his head.
“Don’t go there, angel.” His deep rasp was like setting fire to her nerves and sparks along her skin. He reached down and gripped his cock which he’d not bothered putting back inside his joggers, no the full, flared crown rose proud above the waistband. “I’m trying to make this not like I’m fucking rutting you.”