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I squeeze my eyes closed, leaning hard against his chest as pleasure floods every inch of my body. Wave after wave, I ride out the orgasm until I’m fully spent and trying to catch my breath. The tower sparkles for a few more minutes, and before it stops, I feel Ronan’s hand, still wet with my arousal, as it slides around my throat.

He pulls me backward, turning my face as he kisses me hard. I’m drunk on his touch when he finally pulls away. His lips are still touching mine as he mumbles, “We need to go back to the apartment. Now.”

RULE #19: RULES WERE MADE TO BE BROKEN

Ronan

I’m practically dragging her out of the park. I may have a great view of the tower from the apartment, but we still have to get there by car. The driver is waiting for us as Daisy and I climb in, in a rush.

Thank fuck the partition is already up because the moment my ass hits the seat, she’s on my lap, her legs straddling my hips as I pull her lips to mine, ravenous for her mouth. She tastes delicious and so sweet as our tongues tangle, and I’m eating up every little moan and yelp she emits.

Fuck the rules. Fuck trying to protect myself from heartache. Fuck the past, and fuck the future.

Right now, it’s just about her and me, and this boiling hot passion that neither of us can seem to ignore any longer.

I need Daisy. I feel as if I might die without her touch because life certainly isn’t worth living without it. She’s come by my hand two nights in a row now, and I don’t think I can wait another second before I have her coming on my cock.

She’s writhing against me now, grinding her hungry, little pussy against the hard length in my pants, and it’s both the cutest and the hottest fucking thing I’ve seen in my life.

“You’re making a mess on my pants, baby girl,” I say with a laugh between kisses.

“I don’t care,” she replies, barely breaking the contact between her lips and mine. “I need you, Ronan.”

“Ronan?” I ask, kissing my way down to her neck, licking up the salty, sweet taste of her skin.

Letting out a sexy laugh, she digs her fingers in my hair. “I need you, Daddy.”

“God, I love when you call me that.” I grunt against her throat.

“I thought you hated it,” she replies, pulling back and stilling the motion of her hips.

I grab onto her waist, grinding her down on me. “No, baby. The problem is that I like it too much.”

The car pulls up to the apartment, and she climbs eagerly off my lap as the driver opens the door for her. I’m right behind her, and we’re rushing into the building together, her hand in mine as we reach the elevator. The moment it closes, her back is against the mirrored walls, and I’m devouring those perfect lips again.

Just knowing there is nothing under her dress, no barrier between me and her perfect cunt, makes me crazy. Everything about Daisy drives me crazy. Her sweet and her stubborn sides. The way it sounds when she calls me her daddy. Those little humming sounds she makes as I kiss her.

It makes me want to get more than a hum.

My body takes over, and the next thing I know, I’m on my knees in front of her. I don’t care that we’re in an elevator that could stop for anyone. I need her taste on my tongue. I drag up the hem of her dress, while I lift her left leg, and suddenly, I’m unhinged.

I lunge for her, dragging my tongue through her perfect pink folds. Like a wild animal with his first taste of a woman, I don’t lick her sweet cunt for her pleasure—like I normally would. I do it because I’m desperate for a taste. I warned her about this. That the things I wanted to do to her were filthy, and this is nothing compared to what I really have in mind.

“Ronan!” she shrieks, her trembling fingers clutching my hair at the scalp.

But I don’t stop. My tongue laps at her core like a starved man, and when I close my lips around her pussy, plunging my tongue inside her, she lets out a husky groan that sets my body on fire.

God, I need more. I need it all.

All too soon, I hear the bell of the elevator chime at our floor. After jumping to my feet, I toss her over my shoulder, carrying her into the apartment with her bare ass on display. I take her straight to the bedroom, tossing her onto the mattress and grabbing her legs to yank her to the edge.

Her cheeks are flushed and she’s wearing a lust-filled expression as she stares up at me. Everything about her is perfect.

She keeps her eyes on my face as I pull her upright, dragging her dress over her head. Then I find the clasp of her bra, quickly unhooking it so that it falls away and I have a full view of her.

“My perfect girl,” I say adoringly, letting my eyes rake over her entire body. Then, I trace my fingers over her pert breasts and down her soft stomach. She shivers in the wake of my touch, biting down on her bottom lip.

I make quick work of my clothes, feeling too goddamn eager to feel the bare skin of her body against mine. My cock aches behind the zipper of my pants, and I pull them down in a rush, noticing the way her eyes trail downward as it bounces free from my boxer briefs.

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