Page 90 of Dangerous Strokes


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“Oh my God, Ronan, that was harsh. The poor men were mortified.” But the sweet tone of her voice is betrayed by the deep flush in her cheeks and sparkle in her eyes.

“Let them be. They have to learn how to speak around people they’re just getting to know. Information is becoming our main business, and they have to know how to control it.” I push through the back door, thankful the dimly lit corridor is quiet. “Now, where were we?”

ANNIKA

He pulls me through thedoor and pushes me against the wall, slamming his hand somewhere above me as he leans in so close, my breath catches in my chest.

“Annika…” There’s a warning in the rumble of his voice. “Are you sure about this? Because I swear to God, baby, I’m fucking ravenous, and I don’t think I can be what you need.”

“What do you think I need? Or shall I say, what thefuture Mrs. Hennesseyneeds?” That introduction made my heart skip a beat. He presented me like a mafia-fucking-queen.

“You need slow, soft, and careful. Since…”

I’m shaking my head before he can finish. “No. That’s not what I need, Ronan. I need tofeel. I need you to remind me of the taste of life, of pleasure and pain, the taste of you.”

He grins, a delicious, dark grin that drives me to lick my lips. My tongue doesn’t reach the other side of my mouth before his hand is diving under my dress, finding the center of me with a groan.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, you came here with no panties covering this pussy.Mypussy.” He cups me, two fingers parting my lips, before plunging inside of me, dragging the sweetest of moans up my throat. “So fucking wet and ready, aren’t you?”

“Yes…”

How I missed this. I thought memories of the last time I was touched like this, without the pleasure of it all, would cripple me. But they’re barely an afterthought. I’ll have to thank him later for giving me space… somehow, he knew what I needed better than I did.

He pulls out just enough that when he thrusts back in, it makes me lift on my heels and I have to grab onto his shoulders.

“Such a greedy little cunt, trying to suck me inside of you.”

He leans over, the filthy words brushing against my ear, sending shudders all through me as he thrusts inside over and over again, my walls tightening around him.

“But I’m fucking parched, little witch. I need more than this.”

Before I take the next breath, he pulls his fingers out of me, drops on one knee, throws my leg over his shoulder, and shoves his face between my legs, dragging the flat of his tongue from the back to the front, sucking my clit as I cry out.

“Ronan! Fuck, someone could come here at any moment!” I shriek, my eyes wide, looking toward the door to my right, but my mind’s trapped between my legs, at the quivering mess he’s making of me.

He ignores me and doesn’t waste any time, his tongue inside of me, lapping at the sensitive flesh like a starved animal. It draws maddening circles against my walls before coming out and teasing my clit. Then relishes every bit of flesh around my pussy, before diving back in. He’s ruthless! I’m not even sure if he’s doing it for my pleasure or his, as he eats me out like his goddamn life depends on it.

He pulls away for a moment, and I yelp when he slaps my pussy, my mouth gaping at the gesture. Even if my core shakes with pleasure.

“Eyes on me, little witch.”

I do as told, and he swallows me whole once more.

But I hear faint voices beyond this damn door… footsteps…

“Fuck. Ronan, there’s someone…”

But he doesn’t let me go, he doesn’t move, he forces my gaze on his as he sucks on my clit, rolling it with his tongue.

“Please…”

What am I begging for?

“You taste so fucking good. Oh… how I missed you.”

I’m right there, on the cusp of the most intense orgasm of my life, but he keeps me there… lapping at me until my knee almost gives out.

“Ronan… please!” I beg, the footsteps beyond the door louder, closer.

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