Chapter 28
There was something they weren’t telling her, Ronnie knew. What, she wasn’t yet sure of, but she had no doubt there was something.
“Come here a minute.” Demon crooked one finger at her.
She didn’t move right away but watched him for several seconds instead.
Was she going to let herself be distracted? What was Gavin going to do? Was he even going to see their father? Questions circled in her mind as she let her gaze flick down Demon’s body.
She couldn’t deny, at least to herself, that she wouldn’t mind a chance to kiss him, and possibly more, without the risk of her brother walking in on them.
“Do I need to come over there and get you?” The low rumble of his voice sent heat through her body and moisture pooling between her thighs.
Ronnie tilted her head to one side. “What if I say no?”
“Then everything stops, firecracker. I don’t go where I’m not wanted. Are you saying no?”
Ronnie shook her head and let her arms fall from where she’d crossed them over her boobs while trying to get her brother to see reason.
She moved forward, crawling on hands and knees toward where he sat on the far end of the couch from where she’d been.
She put as much sway and hip rolling into her movements as she could, considering the short distance.
“Not at all. I’m just getting a feeling for the boundaries.
” She reached him and moved upright so she sat on her heels inches away from him.
“How far you’re willing to go, if I were to say yes.
” Her last words were little more than a whisper, as she leaned close and feathered her lips across his mouth.
“Firecracker, I’m sure you’ll be the one to say when on this.” He hooked an arm around her waist, tugged her into his lap, and captured her mouth in a kiss that made her whimper even as her arms went around his neck to pull him closer.
He tasted amazing, and she couldn’t get enough of him.
His hands skimmed over her torso, brushing over the tank she’d put on when she’d thought she would be getting something done today.
Something more than getting dick for the first time in longer than she cared to admit.
Or at least the first dick in a while that wasn’t silicone.
When his hand slid up her back and he buried his fingers in the hair at the base of her skull she thought he would tilt her head into a better angle, or maybe he wanted to deepen the kiss.
But when he tightened his grip and tugged, a low groan tore itself from her throat and she couldn’t help the way her body relaxed against his, until she had no doubt it looked like she’d melted against him.
He continued to ravage her mouth until Ronnie was limp and needy against him. She didn’t care about anything but this. Him. His touch and how he made her feel.
When he pulled back, she gazed up at him a moment, her eyes refusing to focus at first.
“Why’d you stop?”
“Cause I’m not fucking you for the first time on this couch, firecracker. Come on.” He tightened his arms under her ass and stood. Ronnie squealed and wrapped her arms around his neck. The last thing she wanted right now was to land on her ass on the floor.
“Where are we going?” It took everything she had to keep her voice from squeaking in panic as she tried to keep from slipping.
“To your bedroom. I’m going to lay you down and do this right.”
In the bedroom, Ronnie looked around, trying to see it as if it were the first time. She wished for a moment that she’d made the bed, but before she had a chance to say so, he’d dropped her on the soft surface, and watched as she bounced once.
Ronnie lay staring up at him, wishing he would put his hands back on her. When he touched her, she didn’t think about other things, she didn’t do things like worry about if the room was clean or if the bed was made.
Demon reached one hand behind his head and tugged his t-shirt off, dropping it to the floor then leaned over her.
“Your turn.” He reached for her, one hand starting at her waist and sliding up under her tank, bunching the snug, stretchy fabric as he went. He bent and trailed his mouth along her skin as he revealed it, pausing when he reached her bra to skim over it and pull the top off over her head.
Tossing her shirt aside, he turned his attention to her bra. She wished for a moment she’d put on something sexy instead of the utilitarian, comfortable style she wore every day to work. They weren’t pretty, but they kept the girls in place and out of the way of her gear while she worked.
She reached up to remove her bra, but Demon captured her hands and moved them to her sides.
“I’ve got this.” He looked up and met her gaze. “I want to unwrap this present all on my own.”
“Present?” A swarm of butterflies seemed to have taken up residence in her tummy.
“Yeah, firecracker, I’m about ninety-eight percent sure that you’re the universe’s gift to me.
I’m still trying to figure out what I did to deserve you, and what I’ll have to do to convince you to stay.
But that’s not going to stop me from enjoying every minute I’ve got.
” He dropped his eyes to where his hands were making short work of the hooks along the front of her bra.
When he got the last one undone, he peeled the sides back and let her boobs fall out of the cups.
“Perfect.” The single word was barely more than a whisper as he leaned close and flicked one puckered tip with his tongue.
Ronnie arched her back, her body aching for more. She wanted his hands on her, his mouth on her. She wanted all she could get, and it looked like he was more than willing to give her what she wanted.
“Impatient, firecracker?” he asked as he finished pulling her bra off and tossed it away.
“I can’t wait.” She reached for him, but he easily captured her hands. He brought both hands together until he could hold them in one of his, then he lifted them over her head as he eased her back against the mattress.
“Keep them up here.”
His voice had somehow gone even deeper, and moisture flooded her panties. She wanted to ask, ‘or what?’ But not enough to risk him stopping what he was doing to her. Maybe she would ask later. Maybe she’d find out a different way.
Demon’s hands skimmed down her arms, then along her torso. Everywhere he touched seemed to sensitize her nerves until she felt everything. Every touch, every caress, every thought of where he might touch her next.
It didn’t take long before the world seemed to fade away and all that mattered, all that existed for her, was the two of them. He captured one nipple in his mouth, sucking gently at first, then harder.
“More,” Ronnie gasped, arching her back and pressing closer, wanting more. “Teeth, use your teeth.”
He did.
She reached up, reaching for something, anything to hold on to, to keep her hands where he wanted.
She didn’t want to do anything to make him stop touching her.
If he could do this without ever touching her below the waist, she couldn’t wait to find out how he could make her feel once he got all her clothes off.
She didn’t have to wait long. He licked and nipped his way down her body, stopping only when he reached the waistband of her pants.
“Here.” She released the bottom of the headboard where she’d managed to find a place to hold, and went to open her pants, as the last guy she’d slept with hadn’t been able to figure them out. One glance up her body, Demon’s gaze met hers.
“I’ve got it,” he said. He flicked the button free as if he did it every day.
She hooked her hands back under the headboard as he tugged her pants down her legs, taking her panties off with them. He glanced up at her face more than once, as if he was making sure she was still on board for what they were doing.
Ronnie had no intention of stopping things or changing her mind, but she liked that he was so attentive to her wants.
Once he had her out of her pants, Demon started at her ankles and slid his hands slowly up her legs.
“Are you ready, firecracker?”
“Ready for what?” She fought to keep her hips still, to keep from giving away just how badly her body burned for him.
“For me to blow your mind.”
She cocked one brow at him. “Isn’t that my line?”
“What do you mean?” He frowned.
“Firecracker. Blow job. Little head. Blow your mind.” She spoke in short sentences as she fought her body’s need to press closer, and her mind’s need to beg for him to quench the ache he’d built in her body.
Demon chuckled, used the hands he had on each knee to ease her legs apart. He leaned forward and blew cool air against her heated core, sending shivers of delight through her entire body.
“See, I can blow your mind too.”
She opened her mouth to smart off, but Demon used that moment to swirl his tongue through her pussy, tapping her clit more than once and her smart remark turned to a guttural groan. He hips bucked.
“Oh, God.”
“Not God, baby. Demon.” He pulled away from playing his mouth up and down her core long enough to quip.
She looked down her body to find him smirking at her for a moment before he dropped his head and went back to what he was doing.
Ronnie let her head fall back against the bed and wished she could move her hands, she wanted to touch him.
Her hands ached to comb through his hair to run along his skin.
She wanted to be able to hold him to curl her fingers into his skin, but what if she moved her hands and he stopped.
There was no way she’d risk that, not now.
“Oh, oh, right there. More!” Her vision went white, it seemed like every muscle in her body went tight and pleasure ripped through her senses, leaving her gasping for breath and aching for more.
Arms moved up her body, embracing her and making her feel cared for, taken care of, loved.
She opened her eyes to find Demon hovering above her, grinning.
“Ready for more?”
Ronnie tried to speak, tried to tell him, ‘fuck yeah,’ but the words wouldn’t form. She met his gaze and nodded, hoping he didn’t push for the words. She didn’t want to wait that long for whatever he had in mind.
There was pressure at her opening. Ronnie released the headboard and wrapped her arms around his neck. She tugged him closer until she could kiss him.
Slowly, he sank into her channel, filling, stretching her in such a delicious way that she couldn’t resist the need to roll her hips and press him deeper. Sensation overwhelmed her. All that mattered was the two of them.
The pull and thrust of their bodies, the hard slap of flesh hitting flesh over and over. The grip of his hand on her ass, holding her and using the leverage to thrust deeper, harder.
Ronnie lost track of how many times her body clenched, euphoria washing through her.
Demon powered through, continuing to thrust deeper, harder, to push her farther, until her body quaked, her fingers curled, and she threw her head back, a scream erupting from her throat as one last orgasm ripped through her.
She was only vaguely aware of Demon thrusting hard one last time.
“Firecracker,” he grunted before he collapsed against her.
Ronnie was still trying to remember how to breathe normally when Demon pushed off her and got up.
“No.” She reached for him, not wanting him to go, but not having the energy to chase him down and make him stay, not yet.
“I’m coming back, babe, just got to clean up a little.”
Ronnie let her head fall back against the bed, her arm still laying stretched out where she’d reached for him. She heard water run in the bathroom, then he was back. He didn’t hesitate to roll her up on her side then curl up on the bed behind her, tugging her back against him.
“Glad we didn’t try that while your brother was here. He would have burst through the door and demanded to know what was going on.” The arm around her middle tightened. “I didn’t take you for a screamer, firecracker.”
“I didn’t know it either,” she said, wondering for a moment if she should be embarrassed by that, then decided no.
It wasn’t her fault no one had made her come that hard before.
There was no reason for her to be embarrassed by that.
Them though? That might be another story, not that she planned to hunt them down and tell them that.
Demon’s low chuckle vibrated through her body, sending heat through her again. She hadn’t thought it possible to want more after that.
“So, tell me,” Demon said. “Did I blow your mind?”
“Out of the water.” Fatigue washed over her, making her wish she could take a nap.
“Good. Now rest for a few, there’s nowhere you need to be.”
Trusting him, she closed her eyes and let the darkness take her.