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“Fuck, Liv, yes…” He pulls me away from him and I look up, confused. “You sure you wanna do this here?”

I bite my bottom lip and nod as much as his grip will let me. He loosens slightly but pushes my face towards his dick, letting me continue. I swirl my tongue around the tip, then wrap my lips around it. He’s massive, and I slide all the way down, taking as much of him as I can. I’m desperate to fit it all in, so I keep pushing until I start to choke and the tears start. He senses the movement in my throat and pulls me up slightly but not all the way off. “Easy, mo ghrá, we’ve got all day.”

Cupping his balls, I massage as I let him guide me back down until he hits the back of my throat again, my tongue licking every inch of it. He pulls me up to the tip and I suck the precum he’s holding back––I feel it. Increasing my speed, my head moves up and down, continually licking and sucking. I feel his cock spasm and his body jerks. “You need to stop or I’m going to come.”

I don’t, it only spurs me on, rubbing his balls, licking and sucking. “Oh fuck, yes, baby.” He moans so loudly that I know anyone near the car would have heard him.

I move my thumb to that sensitive spot just between his cock and his balls and add a little pressure. That’s all it takes. His cum shoots out, coating the back of my throat, and I try and swallow down every drop but there’s so much and he’s coming so fast that some of it spills from the side of the mouth.

His hand has a solid grip of my hair, holding me in place, and I feel his body shake with pleasure. I smirk as I suck and make a popping sound as I release his cock.

I sit back and watch him as I use my thumb and forefinger to wipe the sides of my mouth, and then I place them in my mouth and clean the remains of him from my fingers, running my tongue along my bottom lip, making sure I haven’t missed anything.

I watch as he watches my movements, and I see his eyes darken. I’m so turned on right now. I need some release. I go to undo my jeans, but he stops me.

“You’ll wait, mo ghrá, no touching until I say you can.”

“Please, Ronan, let me…” He reaches over and undoes my jeans, his hand dipping inside, and he growls when he realises how wet I am.

His finger slides back and forth up my seam, then he slides it inside me. “Oh.” I grab his arm and try to speed his movements, but he pulls his finger out, bringing it to his lips and closing his eyes, and he takes it in his mouth and sucks it clean.

“Unless you want me to tie you up when we get back and deny you for the rest of the day, you’ll wait until I tell you that you can have it.” My jaw drops, and he laughs, starting the car and pulling out of the car park.

By the time we arrive back at his apartment, my body is at breaking point. All I can think about is him tying me up and fucking me.

He lets me in first, and I take in his space. It’s so sparse, but so him. I walk to the huge window and peer out over the city, taking in the view. His apartment faces the same way as mine, with the Chrysler Building right in front of us.

I jump when he comes up behind me, placing his hands on my hips. His warm breath on the back of my neck gives me goosebumps. His hands come up to my shoulders, and he slides my shirt and jacket down my arms, his fingertips leaving light traces along the way and making me shiver.

I tip my head back as he kisses the side of my neck, his tongue tracing the outline of my ear, his teeth nipping at the lobe before he sucks it. “Mmm,” I moan.

His hands slide under my top, pushing it up over my breasts, and he pulls the lace cup of the bra down, exposing my right breast. He grasps my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, twisting and pulling.

“Oh, please, Ronan, I need to come.”

He chuckles. “And you will… when I’m ready.” He licks my neck before sucking and biting it, his other hand holding my head in place. I reach down, trying to undo the button on my jeans.

He growls, pulling away and swatting at my hands. “What did I say about waiting? Do not move from this spot.” He slaps my ass so hard I’m sure I’ll have a handprint there, and then he walks away.

I stand with my hands by my sides, looking out of the window for what seems like forever. My body is on fire, and just when I’m about to turn around, he reappears, stepping in front of me. He smirks then his hands grab my wrists, and that’s when I notice the rope. I’m shocked and excited all rolled into one.

Wrapping the rope around my wrists, securing them together, he kisses me before pushing me forwards––to the window.

He lifts my arms above my head, placing them on the windowpane, then ties the rope to the handle and flips it upright, so I can’t pull the rope off.

He pulls a knife from his pocket, flicking open the blade, and my eyes widen, but he just winks at me. He cuts the tank from my body before placing the edge of the blade to the side of my breast, sliding it through each strap, so my bra just falls away from my body.

Leaning down, his tongue swirls around my breast and over my nipple. He blows lightly on it, and my breath stutters. I see him smile as he licks across my chest to repeat the action with my other one, only this time after he’s blown on it, he takes it in his mouth, sucking it so hard the pressure makes me whimper.

“You good, sweetheart?”

“More please.”

“As you wish.” He chuckles as he does it again with the other nipple, then bites down, pulling it with his teeth. My mouth goes dry and I almost come.

He stands, kissing me and aggressively sucking my tongue and biting my lip. Pulling away, he runs his hand across my stomach as he walks back around behind me.

Undoing my jeans, I feel him crouch down behind me as he slides them down my legs, along with my panties at the same time. He takes off my shoes then pulls my clothes off completely, before throwing them God knows where.

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