Her eyes were full of joy and determination. “She encouraged me. She’ll be fine, and she’ll visit. It’s time for me to move forward. If I wait any longer, I’ll never truly live.”
I held her gaze, my heart aching. “Are you sure?”
She gripped my hand, her voice steady. “I am. I’ve never been more sure.”
Relief and love flooded through me. “Ti amo, Nina.”
“Anch’io ti amo, Ronan.You’ve made me feel things I didn’t think I could feel again.”
Her eyes glistened with tears as she kissed me, her lips telling me everything words couldn’t express.
When we pulled away, I looked at her with fierce determination. “So, when are you moving? How do we make this work?”
Her smile was radiant, eyes shining with the promise of a future together. “As soon as I can. I’m finally choosing happiness.”
I nodded, a surge of determination rushing through me. “I’ll arrange for movers. And if you don’t like the penthouse, we’ll find a new one together.”
Before I could say more, she silenced me with a kiss—soft yet resolute, a silent promise. When she pulled back, her gaze was fierce, filled with love.
“We’re doing this together. There’s no ‘what Ronan wants’ or ‘what Nina wants.’ It’s only what we want.Together.”
Her words soothed me, solidifying our unity. The future we were building felt inevitable, as if it was always meant to be.
The moment Nina and I stepped through my front door, our lips met in a kiss that deepened with every second. Our hands roamed, exploring.
“Take me,” she whispered, her voice a seductive command. “Fuck me against the walls of your house.”
I kissed her again, refusing her request. “No, I’m taking you to my bed.”
Our eyes locked—vulnerable, open—as we fell into each other.
She lowered her gaze, unbuttoning my shirt slowly, each release heightening my desire. She watched me, her eyes never leaving mine as her hands slid inside my T-shirt, moving from my belt upwards, fingers brushing my chest, sending tingles through my body.
Without thinking, my hands slipped under her dress, dragging it down to expose her breasts. My left arm moved behind her, locking her wrists against the small of her back as our bodies pressed together. My right hand cupped her chin, pulling her into a deep kiss.
I bent her back as my lips moved to her jawbone and then lower, kissing and nibbling and delicately licking her neck and continuing to her warm chest. Her breathing and heartbeat were quickening, and as such, I dropped my head to her breasts, circled and aroused both of her nipples with my flicking tongue, and massaged them with my lips as I sucked the tip.
Her head fell back with a barely audible moan.
The sound of her pleasure ignited me to put her breast in my mouth and suck more deeply, suck as if I am trying to draw her through her delicious nipple, causing her to deliberately arch her back to shove herself more fully into my mouth.
The gasp that escaped her throat was surrendered.“Ronan.”
I stopped only long enough to switch to her other nipple. My free hand mashed and squeezed her other breast, rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, pinching and releasing. Her breathing quickened, and her head rolled back.
I pushed her dress the rest of the way down her body to fall, puddled around her feet, so my hands could freely explore her back as I pulled her against me.
My hands roamed up and down, from her shoulders down to her tight waist and the perfect feminine curve of her hips. It felt like my hands were everywhere at once, and her skin glowed from the intensity of their adoration.
Finally, my roaming led me to where she wanted my touch most, her pussy, and to my delight, she was dripping wet.
“Please,” she whimpered. “Right there.”
The index and middle fingers of one hand slowly stroked her lips from top to bottom, and her pussy responded by opening more. My fingers played and massaged the insides of her pink lips until they were slick with her arousal.
Her arousal and pleasure grew as I curled my fingers, seemingly hitting that spot over and over again. After a time, I slowed my fingering and drew my hands away, thinking of replacing them with my mouth or cock.
Sensing what I was doing, she twisted her neck to look at me.
