I can feel his deep chuckle as he latches his lips on to my clit and sucks, drawing out a breathless exclamation.“Ronan!”My hands find purchase in his wavy hair, gripping the soft strands tightly, holding him right where I’m desperate to have him. His tongue laps and swirls, a loud moan escaping me when I feel the rough pad of his finger brush over the short, damp curls. He slides it through the moisture pooling there, slippery and warm.
“Holy fuck, Ronan.” My head starts to thrash back and forth. Then, with no more warning, he plunges his finger into my pussy, curling it over to graze over the spot begging for his attention. Just when I think he’s out to torment me, his lips close over my clit at the same second he pushes a second finger in, unerringly finding my G-spot and pressing down. My legs start to shake, squeezing his broad shoulders as my orgasm hurtles through me, unexpected, and yet, a welcome relief from the tension that was threatening to overwhelm me.
“God, yes!” I cry out as my back arches off the bed and I convulse through the spasms of pleasure. Ronan licks me throughout, slowing his motions as he senses me coming down from the release.
He rolls away, and I can’t help the whimper that escapes when he’s no longer between my legs. But he’s back seconds later, tearing open a condom packet. “Wait,” I cover his hand with mine. “I want to taste you first.”
His eyes widen with anticipation. He lets me push him so that he’s the one lying down, and I come to the side of his hips, my hand eagerly wrapping around his cock that’s already leaking precum. My thumb swipes through the liquid, and bringing it up to my mouth, I suck it off.
“Fucking hell, Cherry. Put those lips where they belong.”
His gruff command sends a wave of mini clenches between my legs. Bending down, I shuffle backward until my head is hovering right above his length. Turning my head to look at him with a saucy wink, I say, “Is this where they belong?”
His only answer is to wrap his hand in my hair and gently guide my head down. Not forcing but making it perfectly clear what he wants. Ronan’s perfect balance of command and respect is like nothing I’ve ever experienced with a man. He’s yet again letting me be in control, but also leaving no doubt as to what he wants and expects from me. And the weird part is, in this moment, I want to give him everything.
All of me.
My lips close over the weeping head of his cock, and I suck lightly, my tongue swirling around the tip before I feel his hand pushing lightly. Taking his cue, I swallow him down as far as I can, relishing in the moan it draws from him. Bobbing my head up and down, I use my hands and my mouth to drive him wild, loving how his grip alternates from letting go to stroke my head, murmuring praise, then gathers my hair in a fist as he lets out a deep moan.
“Fuck, I’m close. I’m gonna come down that perfect throat if you don’t stop.”
His warning does nothing but spur me on as I suck him down faster, my hand squeezing his base as the other reaches between my own legs to try and ease the ache that’s building for me.
“Hell no, Cherry.” A slap lands on my ass, then fingers dig into the flesh. “That pussy’s mine, remember? You don’t come unless I make you.”
I pop off his dick with a gasp as he somehow levers his upper body to grab my hips and lift me over his face. “Shit!” I squeak as his mouth lands back on my pussy.
“Suck.”
One word, mumbled against my throbbing clit. I dive back down, sucking him off as fiercely as I can while he destroys me with his tongue.
My whimpers of pleasure are drowned by his dick, and I feel him start to swell in my mouth as his hips start to rock up into me. He grunts out a warning, and I double down, desperate to feel him let go. Seconds later, warm liquid shoots into my mouth. I swallow every drop as I feel his teeth graze my clit, making a second orgasm rock through me.
Letting his cock slip from my mouth, I suck in a trembling breath, resting my head on his thigh. I could be smothering him for all I know, but he’s a big boy. He’ll manage.
“Damn,” he groans, the word vibrating against my sensitized clit. He kisses my sex once more, then his hands squeeze my ass gently, caressing where he spanked me earlier.
It takes way too much effort to move off him, my limbs feeling heavy with that satisfied, tired feeling that comes from really good orgasms. Once I manage to ungracefully flop onto my back, my feet land somewhere by his head, but I’ll be damned if I can make myself move. With my eyes closed, I can’t see, but I can sense him move until I feel his body pressed against my side, his hand landing on my chin, tipping it over to the side. Soft lips kiss my own, and I can taste my release on him.
“You with me?” he asks, and I can feel his lips curved up in a smile. “Or is it death by orgasm?”
That makes me giggle, and I blink my eyes open to see his blue ones twinkling back at me. “I’m not done with you yet, mister.”
His arms gather me into his embrace, kisses peppering my bare skin. “Good answer.” Ronan rolls us so that I’m back on top of him, and I can feel his semihard dick between us. But there’s no urgency, no rush, just a contentedness between us as we swap languid, deep, sensual kisses.
When was the last time I just kissed a man? With no agenda to move on to the next thing as quickly as possible, just enjoyed kissing him.
Oh.Seven months ago, in a hotel room overlooking the beach.
Chapter twenty-four
Ronan
I could kiss this woman for hours and never get enough of her. But eventually, things start to heat up of their own accord. My dick is ready for more, and judging by the way Willow starts to writhe on top of me, she’s ready, too.
Pulling away, I look in her eyes, heavy with desire. “Next time you come, it’s gonna be on my cock, Cherry.”
Her eager nod is both adorable and fucking hot. She reaches to the side for a condom, bringing one of her nipples directly over my head. I mean, I have to suck it. It’s like, a rule. Nipple in my face that belongs to the gorgeous woman I'm in bed with? I’m gonna suck on it.
