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“Hmmm, maybe I’ve missed being in trouble.” Her breath is nothing more than a sultry whisper.
I run my opposite hand along the string of her thong, and I can’t help the moan that falls from my mouth, “So. Fucking. Sexy.”
She reaches out and palms my throbbing cock through my jeans. Just her touch alone has me ready to come. I’ve missed the way her body feels against mine, the sounds she makes when she falls apart, the way her emerald eyes look at me when she calls out my name.
I run my hand up her side, and when I dust over the faint purple bruise along her rib cage, I watch her face closely. She doesn’t flinch. My hand continues its path over her shoulder and down her arm until it connects with her hand resting on my shoulder. I grab it in mine and place a soft kiss on her palm. The metal of my signet ring on her thumb brushes my cheek.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this? Because I’m not going to lie, the things I want to do to you are . . .” I shake my head, utterly unable to explain everything that’s going through my head right now. But she knows. She knows me better than anyone. Better than I know myself.
“I want this, Baby.” The moment the nickname leave her lips in that sultry voice, an uncontrollable shiver runs through me, and my dick twitches beneath her palm. “Remind me what it feels like to be in control of the pain. Take me. Punish me. Show me I’m yours.”
I take a harsh breath and try to gain some semblance of composure, but her words almost bring me to tears. “What do you say?”
A soft smile takes over her face, “Bubbles.”
“If it’s too much, if anything hurts, if I scare you, or if you just want to stop, you say it. You say it right away. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, sir.”
I drop my forehead to hers and take her face in my hands, “I love you so much.”
“I love you, Ronan. Now, are you going to make good on your threat or what? Because I’ve gotta say, I’m getting a bit bored.”
I huff out a laugh, “There’s my girl.”
28
Harper
Ireach my hand out to undo the button of Ronan’s pants, eager to get my hands on him. I’ve missed him more than I ever could have imagined. “Did I say you could do that?”
His stern voice sends a shiver down my spine. I shake my head and drop my hands to my side.
Ronan trails his fingertips along the edge of my lace bralette over the swell of my breasts. He pulls his bottom lip into his mouth as he watches my nipples harden under the expensive lace.
“You remember the rules, Baby?” he asks, eyes not straying from my heaving chest. I nod. “Say them.”
“I don’t talk unless you ask a question,” I answer.
His eyes snap up to mine. “Or?”
“Or I’m screaming your name.”
His finger runs over my nipple and down my stomach, “You’ll do exactly as I say?”
“Yes.” I’m practically breathless with anticipation as his finger reaches the hemline of my panties. His finger freezes. He tilts his head and clenches his jaw. My lips curl up at the corners, “Yes, sir.”
Ronan drops his hand and takes a half step back. I whimper at the loss of his touch, regardless of how light it was. Taking me in, he huffs a ragged breath and shakes his head while running his hand over the black stubble covering his square jaw. “Nothing that’s mine should be so perfect.”
“Ronan.”
As I move to step towards him, he holds out his hand. “No. On the bed. Hands and knees.”
I hesitate for a moment, but he doesn’t repeat himself. Instead, he waits for me to be brave enough to either follow his directions or speak for myself. Because that’s what Ronan does; he allows me to see that I’m stronger than I ever imagined I could be.
“Just . . .” I let out an exasperated sigh. Annoyed and frustrated that I have to draw a line through something I used to enjoy. Something that Logan took away from me. From us. “Just don’t hold me down. I’m not ready.”
His expression softens, but only for a moment. “Okay, Baby.”
