Page 63 of Blossom


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He slides his fingers over my lip, quieting me. “If I kiss you again, I’m going to fuck you, Mary. So if you don’t want to go there, I won’t kiss you again.”

But I want to go there.

I want to go there more than anything.

I want to feel his lips not just on my own but everywhere else on my body, especially between my legs.

It’s been so long…

So long since I’ve had regular sex with a man.

“I do want it, Ronan. Please…” I wrap my arms around his strong neck. “Make love to me.”

His lips are down on mine again. Then his tongue—my God, that talented tongue—it’s everywhere in my mouth all at once. Yet it’s not too much. He uses just the right amount of tongue so that the kiss is perfect, passionate, and raw but not violent or slobbery.

It’s perfection.

How did I ever stop kissing? How did I think I no longer needed to be kissed?

My whole body is on fire with passion and desire. It’s a slow burn. I’m not used to a slow burn.

I’m used to a scene, where I’m tied up, tantalized with toys, and then fucked hard.

Where I don’t climax until I’m commanded to.

Right now? I almost feel like I could come from this kiss alone.

His hard cock, still bound in his jeans, pushes against me, and I grind into him, finding the right spot on my clit to rub against his erection.

God…

I moan into his mouth as my flesh tingles with the sensation.

My clit is ready. I think I can come from dry-humping alone.

But then he breaks the kiss. “You want to come, don’t you?”

“My God, yes.”

“I’m afraid I can’t let you do that. Not yet.”

“Yes, sir…” I breathe out.

“I’m a Dominant by nature, as you are a submissive. So while this will be vanilla sex, you will still not come until I tell you to.”

“Absolutely, sir.”

He brushes his lips over mine. “Good girl. I can’t wait to get my cock inside that sweet little pussy of yours, Mary.”

I gasp.

“Are you all right?”

“Yes. I’m just not used to being called by my real name in these situations.”

“Do you prefer me to call you Blossom?”

“Yes… I mean…” I look deep into his fiery blue eyes. “No. No, Ronan. I want you to call me Mary. It doesn’t make any sense, but from your lips, it seems…right.”

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