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We continue to sort the back shelves for the next fifteen minutes, chatting about nothing important when I feel Ronan behind me.
“Liv.” His hands snake around my front, resting on my stomach as he pulls me to his chest. His chin leans on my shoulder and he kisses my cheek before turning his head towards Dan, and I shake my head, trying to pull away from him, but he holds onto me tighter.
“Let’s go, sweetheart.”
“I can’t, I’m closing with Dan.” I try again to pull myself out of his grasp, but it’s like a bloody vice.
“Dan can manage without you, right, man?” He manoeuvres us out from behind the bar without waiting for a response.
I hear Dan yell, “Yeah, man, I got it,” before laughing as Ronan guides me to the locker room for my things.
I wait until we’re inside before I throw my elbow back into him. “Oof,” he grunts and takes a step back as it connects.
“What was that for?”
“You know what it was for, you ass… what the hell was that with Dan? You don’t need to stake your claim, not to him or anyone.” His eyes darken and he steps into my space, forcing me to step backwards until I hit the locker and his arms come up either side of my head, caging me in.
“I can and will stake my claim to him or anyone else that thinks they can make a move on you...”
“What the hell are you talking about? Dan wasn’t making a move, we were sorting the bar, talking about some new restaurant he’d been to––” His lips are on mine before I have a chance to finish what I’m saying.
My hands grip at his leather jacket, pulling him to me, deepening the kiss as his hands move from beside my head to grip the backs of my thighs and lift me, and I wrap my legs around his waist.
I groan into his mouth as he pushes his already hard cock against my centre. I really want to fuck him, but I’m still sore from earlier and I genuinely don’t think I could handle it.
Turning my face away from him, he’s trying to regain control of the situation. “Ronan, stop. You can’t just kiss me and hope that it distracts me. And you can’t go around like a fucking brute staking your claim whenever a guy talks to me, especially given I work in the club… you’d be doing it all night.”
“Maybe I should fire you, then you won’t be talking to any other guys.” He glares at me, his face showing nothing, and I actually think he’s being serious.
“You’re kidding, right? You’re not going to fire me to stop me from talking to guys.” I watch, waiting for him to say something, but he just stares at me. I try to drop my legs from around his waist, but he grips me tighter, pushing even harder into the lockers.
I watch his throat as he swallows a few times, his eyes darting from mine to my lips and back again. We stay like that for a few more minutes before he speaks.
“I don’t share, and if I feel like I need to stake my claim, I will. You may not like it, but you’re just going to have to fucking deal with it.”
I open my mouth to object, but he slams his lips on mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth, its movements made with such force and determination.
All of a sudden, he lets go of my legs, letting them drop to the floor, his fingers swiftly undoing the button and zipper on my jeans. I barely have time to register what’s happening before he thrusts two fingers inside, pumping in and out so fast it’s like he’s in a race. I feel the pressure building and his thumb circles my clit, increasing the pressure with each motion. I pull my mouth away from his, tipping my head back as I moan with pleasure, and his mouth moves straight to my exposed neck, licking and biting.
I grip his shoulders to steady myself as he curls his fingers inside of me, adding pressure as I lose it. My orgasm hits and I see stars. I pin my lips together to stop me from crying out, and my body is coated in sweat.
His tongue licks up my neck, my jaw, my chin and my lips, then he kisses me, biting my bottom lip, breaking the skin, and then he sucks on it, letting the blood flow into his mouth.
I steady my breathing as he removes his fingers, bringing them up to his lips, and he growls as he sucks them clean of my orgasm.
I feel my cheeks heat, and I’m insanely turned on.
He smiles, pulling me to him and laying a gentle kiss on my lips.
He holds me for a moment longer then sighs as he releases me. “Grab your things, sweetheart, I’ll drop you home.”
Grabbing my bag and coat from the locker, I reach for his arm as he heads for the door. “Hey, what’s going on?”
“I have to leave town for a couple of nights, something has come up… I’m sorry.”
I turn him to face me, and he gives me a look of… I’m not sure what. I pull him to me, giving him a smile. “Don’t be sorry, big guy, my pussy is grateful for the break.” I place a chaste kiss on his lips then head out the door, the sound of his laughter following me down the corridor. And that right there is the best sound I’ve heard in a long time.
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