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“Can you stop freaking out for one goddamn minute? You are right about one thing: you’re not working at the club anymore. Your medical bills are taken care of, and you and Maddie will be taken care of. I won’t have any arguments on this. If you want to work, then I will help you find work, but you will work only because you want to, not because you have to. And you only work somewhere that I feel is safe enough for you. No negotiations, no arguments. I won’t have you fighting me on this.”

My brain takes a minute to catch up, and I’m about to argue when I see his eyes darken and he gives me a slow shake of the head. He’s deadly serious. I decide against fighting with him tonight, I’ll do it when I’m back at full strength.

“Good, now let’s go eat.” He gets up, pulling me with him, then strides out of the front room, smiling, thinking he’s won… I’ll let him think that, for now.

Chapter 37

Ronan

“Holy shit, sweetheart… I love it when you wake me up with your mouth wrapped around my dick.”

I feel her lips pull into a grin around the shaft, her running her tongue up to the tip as she licks the head. Her hands cup my balls and she squeezes, her thumb hitting the sensitive part between my dick and my balls.

The sweat pours from me, and I’m doing all I can not to flip her, pin her down, and fuck her mouth. “I’m going to come, sweetheart.”

This only spurs her on as she speeds up, her head bobbing up and down. I can’t hold on any longer and my head tips, my eyes close, my back arches, and I grip the sheets as I see fucking stars and I come down her throat, the force of it forcing her up, unable to swallow it all––not for lack of trying though.

She sits, kneeling back on her legs, licking the cum from around her mouth, when I reach for her, careful not to pull her stitches. I pull her to me, kissing her, my tongue pushing through her lips, tasting myself on her.

She straddles me and I groan, pulling away. “Sweetheart, no.”

“Please, Ronan, I need to feel you, I need you to fuck me.”

“It’s only been four weeks since you were shot, it’s too soon.”

“It’s almost five. Please, I need this, I’ll be careful, and if it’s too much, I promise I’ll tell you.”

She gives me a sinful smile. “God, sweetheart, I want to, you have no idea how much, but I don’t want to hurt you.”

I feel her move, and before I have a chance to protest, she lines herself up with my cock, sliding herself down it.

“Oh fuck,” we both moan.

“I grip her hips, stopping her from moving. “We take this slow, and if it starts to hurt, we stop. Okay?”

“I promise.” I loosen my grip as she moves her hips back and forth slowly. I raise my legs and gently thrust into her.

She leans back onto me, using my thighs to help steady her as she lifts up, slamming herself back down onto my cock, swirling her hips. She places both hands on her breasts, twisting and pulling at her nipples, her moans becoming louder.

She slides one of her hands down her body, her fingers adding a little pressure, swirling them in a circular motion. I can feel her body tense with the pleasure, and I try to slow her movements, but her pussy clenches around my cock and I momentarily lose my focus.

He body quivers, and she starts to lose control. I sit forward, pulling her to me, then I flip her on her back.

I kiss her, and her pushes her tongue into my mouth. I bite it, holding it in place as her back arches and her hands grip my shoulders. I thrust into her, making sure she feels me, but not using my usual amount of force, careful not to cause any further injuries.

I release her tongue, pulling back to watch her as she wraps her legs around my waist, pushing her heels into my arse. “Oh holy shit, Ronan, yes, goddammit…”

She’s so close. I move my hand to her clit and swirl my thumb around the nub, adding pressure. I lean to lick her neck and whisper in her ear, “Come for me, mo ghrá.”

“Oh my, yes,” she cries out. I continue to thrust into her, giving her everything she needs. Her body is covered in sweat, her breathing slows, and she gives me a lazy grin. I thrust into her a couple more times before my release hits me.

“Oh fuck,” I cry out, resting my forehead on hers as my body comes down from the second orgasm of the morning.

“Ten minutes, then we have to get up and get ready, sweetheart.”

“Wait, why? It’s Maddie’s birthday.”

I climb out of bed, knowing if I don’t get up now, we won’t be getting up at all. “I’m aware, but I have something I want to show you both… you have until I’m done with my shower to get up.”

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