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I arch my back and cry out his name, unable to contain the ecstasy that ripples through my entire being. The sound of our mingled moans and the rush of water fill the bathroom, creating a symphony of passion and desire.
Ronan's fingers continue their relentless assault on my throbbing clit, prolonging my orgasm and sending aftershocks of pleasure through my body. The intense stimulation becomes almost too much to bear, but I revel in the exquisite agony, craving more.
He smiles triumphantly, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and satisfaction. Without a word, he pulls me into his arms, holding me tightly against his chest as I ride out the waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
Ronan's grip on my waist tightens as he feels my release wash over me. He slides his cock inside me and begins to rock his hips against mine. Soon, his thrusts become more urgent, fueled by both his own desire and the unspoken connection we share. We move together in perfect harmony, lost in the intoxicating dance of pleasure.
The steamy haze envelops us as we chase our climax relentlessly. Our bodies collide with fervor, each movement driving us closer to the precipice of ecstasy. The world outside this shower ceases to exist. There is only the raw, primal connection between us.
Every powerful stroke drives us further into a world of pleasure and abandon. I cling to him desperately, nails digging into his shoulders as our bodies move together in perfect harmony.
I lose myself in the rhythm, surrendering to the overwhelming ecstasy building within me once again. Ronan's hands roam greedily over my drenched skin, igniting every nerve ending with his touch.
As my walls clench around him, I feel his body tense, his breath coming in ragged gasps against my neck. He's so close to his own release. Our bodies move in unison as we chase that final moment of bliss together.
I can feel the tension building within me once again, the relentless ache of need clawing at my core. I lock eyes with Ronan, our gazes filled with an intensity that mirrors the electric energy pulsing between us.
With one final thrust, Ronan's body tenses as he finds his release. A guttural groan escapes his lips, mingling with my own cries of pleasure as we unravel together. Waves of ecstasy crash over us, washing away any lingering doubts or fears.
As our bodies come down from the heights of passion, we stand there for a moment, breathless and connected. The water continues to cascade down on us, washing away not just the physical evidence of our intimacy but also any remnants of hesitation or uncertainty.
Ronan pulls me into a tender embrace, holding me close as we catch our breaths. The steam surrounds us like a veil of intimacy, as if it knows the depths of what we have shared. At this moment, time stands still, and I feel a warmth settle deep within my chest.
"I never expected this," Ronan murmurs against my damp skin.
I smile softly and press a gentle kiss to his lips. "Me, neither."
But here we are, caught in this whirlwind of passion. Our bodies still tremble from the aftershocks of pleasure, our connection stronger than ever before.
Ronan's arms tighten around me, his embrace conveying a mix of tenderness and possessiveness. I feel his heart beating against my chest, its rhythm matching mine, as if we are two halves of a whole. In this moment, there is no doubt in my mind that what we share is something truly extraordinary.
I just hope Ronan feels it, too.
CHAPTER 18
Ronan
It’s the usual midweek, midday milk run of errands an orc has to do. I hate acting like a human with all these pedestrian chores. I gather them up and then go ballistic on Briarwood and the surrounding area, crossing one to-do off my list at a time.
This week has been so crazy, what with meetings, training with the girls, and dancing around phone calls and texts from the big wigs at Raucous. It’s almost like they can sense something is going on with me. My gut says I’m running out of time with those guys.
Today, the run doesn’t seem as bad. Driving through the town and the countryside gives me a chance to sort my thoughts. I let my car slowly weave left and right along the country lane. The leaves lazily waft onto my windshield and the world around me lives its carefree existence while I’m a bag of nerves, good and bad.
This morning has been long, and I haven’t even gone to bed yet. But feeling the way I do… It’s worth the body exhaustion.
As I’m all alone on my errand run, I decide to talk to my dashboard toy. It’s a miniature stuffed animal gopher from the 1980 movie, Caddyshack. If I push its button, the furball will dance his jig and sing the theme song. It makes me laugh every time. But today, I’ll talk to him, orc to gopher, leaving his start button alone.
“What was I worried about with Chey? I’m an idiot for thinking our relationship would be rocky or complex. It’s the most natural thing in the world. Chey is the most unique creature I’ve ever met. I never knew humans could be this sensual, this caring. That’s what I get for comparing her to the rest of the female wrestling world.”
The gopher stares back at me. He’s a good listener.
“Plus, it’s not like some cheesy work affair. Chey and I won’t be partnered forever. She’s hellbent on returning to Raucous and continuing on with her Archimedes brand.”
Gopher stares. Now, I’m getting miffed at his silence.
“But if you ask me — and no, you haven’t — Chey shouldn’t be wasting her time on flogging a dead character horse. Mm… horse... I could eat,” I murmur, realizing I haven’t had lunch yet.
“But I know the only person who can come to this awareness is Chey. Fits the old saying. You can drag a horse to water, but you can’t make him drink.” Seriously, I could eat grilled horse about now. I’m hungry as an… nope, won’t say it. I smile at myself in the rearview mirror and stick my tongue out at the gopher. “Geez, sometimes you can be a real conversation hog!”
