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I dig my hand in my pocket and pull out the key card, and the moment I get the door open, I lower her to the floor and grip the back of her neck. I crush my lips to hers in a punishing kiss as she slides her hands under my jacket, pushing it off my shoulder. I release her neck long enough for it to fall to the floor, then my hands are back on her. Placing them on her shoulders, I push her back against the door, and as soon as she hits it, I shift my hands under her thighs as I lift her onto my hips. Her legs wrap around me and I move one of my hands to the front of her throat, adding a little pressure, and the moment I do, I feel her smile around my lips.

Her hands pull at my shirt as I use my body to hold hers against the door. I grab her hands, pinning them above her head by her wrists. I pull away and look at her. She bites her lip, hard enough that it draws blood, and I lean in and lick the blood from her lip.

My other hand grips her thigh and her legs tighten around me as I spin us and move to the bed. Throwing her down, she sits and removes her shirt, dropping it on the floor. She has on a black lace bra that only barely covers her nipples, and I lick my lips as I undo my belt and climb onto the bed. Kissing her, I pull her up the bed, raising her arms up to the bed frame. There’s a design on the top with an opening and post in the middle, so I loop my belt through the opening and then create a loop and slide her wrists through it, pulling it tight, ensuring there is no way she can escape unless I loosen it.

I kneel in front of her, watching for any sign of hesitation. She shows none. She just looks me dead in the eye and gives me a heated stare and a smile.

I lean down and kiss her before pulling out my knife. I slide it under the bottom of her bra, lightly skimming her bare skin. I turn the blade and slice through the bra, exposing her taught pink nipples.

She inhales a sharp breath as I take one in my mouth and suck. I let my tongue swirl around the bud, smiling as I bite down a little, ensuring she feels enough pain to give her pleasure, but not enough to break the skin. Her back arches and she whimpers as I suck and pull her nipple with my teeth and then release it.

“Ronan… please…”

I smile and climb off the bed, placing my knife on the dresser and removing my shirt. I look back over at her, taking in every inch of her. This woman is a goddess, and she gives me the release I need without even trying.

She tracks my movements as I toe off my boots and remove my jeans. I’m not wearing any boxers, and when I look back over at her, I see her eying my cock. She’s biting her lip and her eyes are full of desire and want.

“You like what you see, sweetheart?” I ask her as I cross the room.

She looks up at me as I climb on the bed, legs either side of me as I cage her in. She looks up at me then looks back at my cock, licking her lips. “You want a taste, mo ghrá?”

She looks at me and nods. I smile and climb further up the bed, my knees lining up with her armpits, my legs caging in her body as I line my cock up with her beautiful pink lips. She doesn’t hesitate, she opens her mouth and licks the tip.

I suck in a breath and lean forward, resting my hand on the headboard, and then I push my cock past her lips and all the way to the back of her throat. She makes a gagging sound, and I smile. I can already feel relief. I can already feel my demon backing down. I look down at her sliding my cock in and out of her mouth, fucking her face with such force that her face goes red and the tears are already falling from her eyes. I think for a moment that this is too much, that I’m being too forceful with her––that is until I see the corners of her mouth curl up around my cock, and I know she can take this… she’s loving it.

I keep going until I can feel that distinct tingle starting at the base of my spine, then I pull out and give us both a moment to catch our breath. “You good?” She pants and nods her head, letting me know she’s good to keep going.

We continue like that for the next thirty minutes, until I can’t hold off any longer. I slam my cock into her mouth twice more before shooting my entire load down her throat “Fuck… that’s it, sweetheart, take it, take it all.” I ride out my orgasm, watching her as she swallows every drop.

I pull out and fall onto the bed beside her as we lay in silence for a beat, catching our breaths. I get up and grab us both some water. I hold her head as I help her take a drink––her hands are still bound above her head and I’m not ready to let her free just yet.

“You need anything, sweetheart?” I ask as I lean down to take a nipple in my teeth and bite.

She inhales, and I turn my eyes to look at her. She shakes her head before answering, “Just you. Please, Ronan, fuck me, make me scream…”

I smile as I bite down a little harder, marking her skin but not quite breaking it. I climb over her and a give a slight nod of my head. I’ll give her exactly what she wants.

Moving to the bottom of the bed, I run my hands down her legs, removing her boots and socks as I reach them and throwing them to the floor.

I unhook the button on her jeans and lower the zip as I place gentle kisses from her belly button all the way down to the opening at her pubic bone. I feel her body shiver under my lips. My heartbeat quickens, and the heat I feel internally intensifies at the thought of finally having her right where I need her to be.

I reach up and kiss her lips, forcing her mouth open with my tongue. It dances and tangles with hers in a hurried passionate tryst. I like bringing her right to the edge, repeatedly, before allowing her to come, but I already feel a tingle in the base of my spine from the anticipation alone, and I don’t think I’ll be able to hold out for too long.

I sit back on my heels and watch her for just a moment, ensuring she’s still comfortable. I like that there aren’t many words spoken between us. I like that we can communicate with a look and a smile or a nod of the head.

And that is exactly what she gives me––a smile and a nod. She knows what I need, and she’s giving me the go ahead to break her.

I grab the waistband of her jeans and pull them down her legs, leaving her in only a pair of black lace panties. Biting my lip, I stare at the tattoo on her leg. It reaches from the leg crease at her hip to mid-thigh, the head of a lioness surrounded by flowers on its left side, and down it’s jaw there’s a butterfly that hovers above one small deep aquamarine rose, right in the centre, under the jaw. I have bedded this woman four times since being in Chicago, but this is the very first time I have studied the tattoo. I notice there is writing on the rim of one of the petals of the aquamarine rose, and I lean in for a closer look, but she widens her thighs, tipping her legs and giving me an unobstructed view of how wet her panties her. I can smell her arousal, and it’s intoxicating.

I consider ripping them off but quickly decide against it. I slowly slide them down her legs and off her feet, bringing them up to my nose to inhale her scent. She smells sweet, like honey and vanilla. My lips curve into a smile and I toss her panties over on the dresser by my knife.

I lick my lips before moving in and devouring her pussy like it’s my last meal. I use the tip of my tongue to massage her nub until I can feel her struggle to hold still, then I run my tongue down her slit before sliding it in, caressing the inside of her pussy like it is the most delicate thing in the world. I let her become accustomed to the movements before clamping my teeth down on her lips, adding a little pressure and then pulling away, all the while still attached as I hear her moan and whimper––she’s close.

I insert two fingers and pump them in and out aggressively while sucking and licking like my life depends on it. Her legs are quivering, her body covered in a layer of sweat. She’s about to lose all control, so I simply stop, sit, and stare. Her head is tipped back, her neck angled in a vulnerable position. I lean over and place a gentle kiss on the pulse point on her neck. I feel the rapid beats on my lips, and I suddenly have the urge to bite. I give myself a mental shake and lick her before placing another gentle kiss on the same spot, and then I whisper in her ear, “I want you to scream for me, mo ghrá.”

I finish what I started, sucking on her clit and ramming two fingers in and out in a punishing rhythm. My other hand is splayed out on her stomach, trying to hold her body still. I nip at her clit as I force another finger inside, and her back arches, her stomach stretches, and her walls clench around my fingers. She lets out a series of moans and screams as her orgasm takes hold and she loses all control.

I continue to suck and finger fuck her for several minutes while she rides out her orgasm, until her body slumps and she lets out one heavy sigh. I smirk around her pussy, kissing it.

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