Page 101 of Dangerous Strokes


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His face is so close to mine, his hot breath tickling my bare skin, and my lips go dry in an instant at his expression.

“We’re in the middle of our—”

“Since the moment we stepped into this place, I was forced to watch you from a distance. Every time I tried touching you, you were just out of reach. Every time I tried to feel your lips against mine, someone pulled us apart. Constantly teased by these pretty pink lips I want to see swollen around my cock, that deep, teasing cleavage that I want to rip apart so I can feast my fucking eyes on your perfect tits. I can’t stand it anymore, we’re going. Now.”

The man all but growls at me, his tone of voice low, gravelly, demanding, and my panties are unbelievably soaked by the time he’s done talking.

“It would be rude, wouldn’t it, to leave now?” I quickly glance around me, various people watching us as we dance to the slow tune, oblivious to our conversation.

“Now, little witch. Or I swear I’ll bend you over right here and fuck you where all can see.”

I gasp, and he doesn’t waste a breath, grabbing my hand and pulling me behind him as he walks toward the back.

We pass through the back door, but this time around, he doesn’t stop in the corridor, like he did last time. Instead, he rushes me into the office, slams the door behind me, and turns the lock.

“I can’t wait,” he grunts.

I’m dripping wet, my delicate lingerie an assault against my skin, and the last damn thing I want to do is wait. He’s on me before I can tell him that I can’t either. His lips crash onto mine, his hands hastily lifting the layers of the dress until, finally, I can feel his touch against my skin and my ass hits the edge of the desk. I didn’t even realize we were walking.

“Fuck,” he growls on my lips as his fingers finally touch the wet mess of my panties.

He doesn’t waste a moment, as he pulls them aside and fills me with his fingers as I bite onto his lip to keep the desperate moan as quiet as possible. But he pumps inside of me with desperation, dragging soft mewls of ecstasy from my lips instead, and when the pad of his hand begins rubbing against my clit, I’m beginning to see goddamn stars.

“Nooo!” I cry when he pulls out, just as a surge of pleasure was gathering in my lower belly.

“Shh.”

I can’t believe it, he freaking shushed me!

In one swift move, he spins me around, folds me over the desk, and throws the skirt of my dress up until my ass is exposed.

“You better hold on.”

I yelp when the lace scrapes against my skin, the ripping of fabric. But all air is lost from my lungs when the head of his cock touches my entrance, and in one long, harsh stroke, he drives inside of me.

I grasp the edge of the desk in front of me, as Ronan grips my ass cheeks and fucks me with such fierceness, I’m sinking into the ecstasy of the moment. There’s no speed in this assault, but a sheer force that drives me deeper into his oblivion, one hard thrust at a time.

“I couldn’t fucking wait anymore, little witch.”Thrust.“Couldn’t wait to bend you over and feel this sweet cunt”—thrust—“wrapped around me.”Thrust.“Begging me for every”—thrust—“thick”—thrust—“hard”—thrust—“inch of my cock.”

“Ahh… goddamnit, Ronan…”

“Tell me what you want.”

“I… please…”

“Tell me what you want!”

“Come! I want to come!”

My head is yanked back by my braid in a rough pull, and his hot breath brushes my ear as whispers, “Beg me, baby.”

The shudder that shakes my body takes control, my nerve endings flying high.

“Please, Ronan, please make me come,” I mewl with desperation.

I’m lying here, desperate, hopeful, waiting patiently for the powerful thrusts that will send me to that magical place I’ve begged him to send me to. But emptiness meets me instead. Cold emptiness as he pulls his cock out of me.

It only lasts a moment. His mouth covers my pussy, his tongue running over every bit of me, licking, pressing, sucking at me until I’m biting onto my arm to keep myself from screaming. I’m almost there, so close but not close enough, as I’m rolling my hips against his face, and when he suddenly pushes his fingers inside of me, curling them to reach that one spot that only he seems to know where it is, my legs shake and spasm, and I whimper through the waves of the orgasm taking over.

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