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I swallow heavily, “I know you won’t hurt me.” And that’s the truth. I know he won’t.
“What do you say if you want to stop?”
“Bubbles.” I’m practically breathless with anticipation.
“That’s my girl.”
His entire demeanor changes in an instant. His eyes are no longer filled with longing but with unbridled passion. His strong jaw tightened in anticipation. With a deep breath, he grabs me under the arms and throws me backward onto the bed. It’s just a reminder of how strong and massive this man is. At five-foot-ten, I’ve never been someone men can throw around, but these men sure as shit don’t have an issue with it. Ronan gets onto the bed and crawls to me on all fours, cock still standing proudly at attention between his legs.
Fuck, that’s hot.
“Are you going to lie here and be a good girl?”
“Yes.” I am. I’ll be so good for him.
“Good. I’m finally going to fuck this tight pussy of yours, and you’ll take all of it. Won’t you?”
“Yes, I will.”
Ronan mirrors my movements from earlier and runs one tattooed hand up my stomach and over my chest. His strong hand moves past my breast and firmly grips my neck yet again.
I let out a small giggle.
“What’s so funny, Baby?”
“Just thinking about all the hand necklaces I’ve been getting lately,” I sass.
“Get used to it, Baby. Because we own your ass.” I know he means that both figuratively and literally. “You better get all those giggles out now. You won’t even be able to breathe once I’m inside you.”
“Oh, you think so, huh? Because–” I don’t have a chance to finish what I’m about to say because Ronan’s lips crash into mine.
“Enough. You don’t talk anymore unless I ask you a question or you’re screaming my fucking name. When you are in here, you do as you’re told. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Fuck,” he mumbles as he shakes his head. He leans down for one more quick kiss, “Turn around. Hands and knees.”
“Yes, sir.”
I do as he says, quickly positioning myself in front of him. He runs a hand up my inner thigh until his fingertips meet my pussy. He hisses. “Fuck, look at this pussy. Dripping wet and ready for me. Greedy girl.”
Yes, I’m greedy. So, so greedy.
Ronan moves his opposite hand up to my hair and wraps my unruly curls around his wrist, pulling my head back tight enough that I can’t move. He removes his hand from between my legs. I can feel him notch the head of his cock at my entrance. “I know Mac and Finn didn’t wear a condom, and I’ll be damned if I don’t get to come inside of this cunt too. I’m clean.” He obviously knows I am. Pulling my hair tighter, he growls, “Tell me you want it, Baby. Tell me how needy you are for my cock.”
“I want it so bad, Ronan,” I reply without shame. “Fuck me, please.”
Ronan slams his massive cock inside of me. Not giving me any chance to adjust to his size. “Ahhh! Ronan.”
“That’s it, Baby.”
Pulling at my hair, I sit up straight, my back against his front. He slides his hand from my hair to the front of my neck. Holding me in place, he begins thrusting into me. The sounds of his thighs slapping against mine fill the room. “You are so fucking tight. This pussy was made for me.”
A wanton moan is my only response. He didn’t ask me a question, and I don’t want to break his rules. I couldn’t speak even if my life depended on it. Ronan’s thrusts are so hard I swear I can feel his dick in my throat. He shifts his pelvis slightly, and my legs give out when he brushes against that magic spot inside me. “There it is. You going to come for me, Baby?”
He keeps going at an unrelenting pace. Sliding in and out of me harder than I’ve ever been fucked before. Squeezing my neck harder, Ronan leans down and bites my earlobe, “I asked you a fucking question. Answer me.”
“Yes!” I honestly don’t know the question, but that answer is " Yes” to whatever he wants.
