Chapter 23
CHAPTER 23
H is Place
Dean
“Your place is in Manhattan?” I ask as we pull into the garage of a luxury building.
I hadn’t been sure what to expect, but this is a little more than I had anticipated. I’m almost tempted to ask what he does for a living. Ronan has money. I’m not clocking his pockets, but it’s a plus to know he can keep up with me.
“Aye, it is one of many. For now, it’s my main residence.”
“You live here in New York now? Interesting,” I mutter the last part to myself under my breath.
“For the most part. I will still be traveling for business. Are ya thinking about when ya plan to move in?”
“What?”
He gives a rich laugh and reaches to give my thigh a squeeze. I take a breath and shake off the panic. Dating is one thing, living under his roof is something else entirely.
My mind goes to Kaye. My friend is getting married. She and Felix are engaged. I love that for her.
Guilt begins to rise because I still need to keep my distance from her and Lakia until I end Bujar’s life. I can’t allow my other life to hurt anyone I care for. Felix is a great guy. Kaye deserves this.
“Ya can relax. I’m not kidnapping ya. Not tonight.”
I smile and release a small laugh as he pulls up to the valet. Yeah, Ronan has bread. Underground parking with a valet in upper Manhattan.
“I’m sorry to hear about yer ma. Let me know if there’s anything ya need.”
“Thank you. She’s doing a lot better now, but I’ll keep that offer in mind,” I say with a smile. “Now come on, stop stalling. I want to see your place.”
He chuckles but says nothing else as he gets out. I allow myself to think over all we’ve talked about on the way here. It has all been one big misunderstanding.
He’s been busy with business and my timing was poor when I decided to reach out. I can understand that. I shouldn’t be this happy to see him, but I am.
I haven’t stopped smiling since he came back with my book and led me out to his SUV. I had time to dismiss Hudson and the others for the night while Ronan collected the book.
I was going to suggest going to his place since my mom is staying with me. However, I didn’t have to, as he told me I’d be spending the night at his place. Now I’m sitting here like a goofy as I hold the box with my book to my chest while I watch him step out of the car and hand over his key.
He rounds the car to open my door. I’m once again grateful for the Roman-style purple-and-pink ombre dress with the deep V front and bare back I have on. I don’t miss that my clear six-inch heels have his attention as I step out.
He runs his gaze from head to toe and then back. I smile wider as he licks his lips while his eyes linger on my breasts and then my hips. Memories of what that mouth and tongue are capable of fill my head and my pulse quickens.
“Jesus, Mary, and Joesph, I’m going to fuck ya something fierce. That dress and those heels are killing me, Danny. I can’t wait to be inside ya,” he leans into my ear to breathe.
“You spent half a million to outbid me. I think that calls for a little head and a good fuck,” I tease in a whisper as I look him over as he did me.
“Aye, sounds good to me, but ya owe me nothing for the book, love.”
I shrug. “Maybe not, but I’ve already made up my mind.”
Backing me up against the passenger’s side door of his SUV, he palms the side of my face and my neck. I bite my lip as his large hand covers so much surface in a single grasp. It’s such a turn-on for me.
With his thumb, he pulls my lip free from my teeth before leaning in and delivering a toe-curling kiss. He kisses me like a man who’s just found something he’s been looking for all his life. I get caught up in the lip-lock much too quickly.
When he palms my ass and squeezes, I nearly squeal into his mouth. The things this man does to me. A car blows its horn, interrupting our moment.
I jump away and glance up at him in a daze. He pulls me away from the vehicle into his chest and kisses my temple as the valet driver speeds off. I’m panting as I remember myself.
It was just a kiss, Danika. Not your first kiss either.
Ronan is breathing hard as well as he glares at the driver of the car that blew their horn. The man behind the wheel gulps and begins to look nervous. I place my hand on Ronan’s heaving chest. He slowly drags his attention back to me.
Um, oh yeah. This man has a temper just like mine. Can this really work? I laugh to myself. I doubt his temper has led him to shit I’ve done or am about to do.
“Come on. Let me get ya upstairs,” he murmurs, breaking into my thoughts as he pins me with a heated look in his eyes.
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. Placing his hand on the small of my back, he then leads me to the elevator. The confines of the small space are charged with energy as he stands looking down into my eyes after pressing the button for our floor.
I’m not sure how far up we’re going, as his large frame blocks the panel before I can get a look. However, it seems to take us hours to come to a stop. Although it could be seconds.
I wouldn’t know, as I’m under his spell the entire ride up. The fact that he has been running his fingers up and down my arms the whole way doesn’t help one bit. His touch, the way he looks at me—it’s all so intense.
The elevator pings and Ronan quickly turns as if just remembering something. That’s when I hear it. The low growl of not one but maybe two or more dogs. Ronan snaps out something I don’t understand and the three ponies standing before us all sit down and quiet on command.
“What the fuck?” I gasp.
“They won’t hurt ya. They know someone new is with their da and they want to know who ya are and if I’m safe.”
He reaches back for my hand and laces his fingers with mine. The big-ass dogs tilt their heads to the side as if they are taking in the gesture. I have to admit, they are gorgeous.
“One at a time,” Ronan says to them. “Blitz, come meet da’s new friend.”
The all-black one steps forward obediently. His coat is so shiny. All three of theirs are. I can tell they are well taken care of. They look healthy and strong as hell.
“I’m right here,” Ronan murmurs to me as he places my hand next to the dog’s ear then covers mine with his.
“That’s my boy. This is Danny. Ya keep her safe for da.” He then says something else I don’t understand before sending Blitz off and calling Bullet forward.
Bullet looks a lot like Blitz except for the white patch on his chest. This dog has a ton of personality. He nuzzles into my palm when Ronan guides my hand to pet him.
Again, Ronan says something to him I don’t understand. I look at him curiously. He only winks and gives Bullet a good rub.
“KD, come here, love,” he says to the last dog. This one seems to look me over then turns its back on me. “Ya have to forgive her. She always has a bit of an attitude.”
I swear she looks back at him and rolls her eyes. I can’t help snickering. If I thought Bullet had personality, this one takes the cake.
“Are you calling her Katy or KD?” I ask, wondering if I’m misunderstanding because of the accent.
“Ach, Killer Doll. KD for short.”
KD seems to perk up from the mention of her full name as if she’s proud. She turns back to face me and stands tall with her head held high like royalty.
“I like her. Her gray coat is so pretty, and her eyes shine so bright.”
“Aye, ya hear that, ya brat? She thinks yer pretty. Pretty ya are, but stubborn as a mule suits ya better.”
She makes a noise that sounds like a huff and comes over to us. Ronan squats and she presses her forehead to his. She then looks over her shoulder at me.
She looks me up and down then comes to sit at my feet, nearly knocking me over with her weight. If I’m not crazy, her ass laughs at me as I drop my book and throw my hands out to keep from falling. Lightning fasts, she jumps up and moves as if she’s going to try to break my fall.
“KD, that wasn’t nice,” Ronan chides.
She looks back at him with a sheepish expression, then looks at me and I swear the bitch shrugs. Like nothing happened, she walks off. The other two follow her. Ronan calls something after them in that other language before they all disappear through what looks like an oversized doggie door.
“What language are you speaking to them?”
“Gaelic. Sorry about her. Believe it or not, I think she might like ya.”
“Okay, if you say so. Where did they go?”
“They have an apartment on the level beneath this one. They’re probably going to their rooms for the night since they know I’m home now.”
“You’re joking, right?”
“Not at all. I’ll give ya a tour and show ya their place in the morning.”
He bends and picks up the box I dropped with my book inside. Taking my bag from my shoulder, he then walks off with my things to put them down. I take the chance to look around the place.
It’s breathtaking. Floor-to-ceiling windows wrap the apartment. The view from the windows reveals a spectacular view of the skyline and the city.
The place is decorated like the cover of a luxury interior design magazine. Dark masculine colors with pops of bright ones here and there. I pull a face and nod my head.
The man has good taste. I move to the window, wanting to take in the view. There’s a dark-blue cross between a bench and a sofa next to the window. It’s partially backless with an artistic look about it.
The perfect piece for the area. Not blocking the view, but offering a spot to admire it from. I could see sitting here with a book or my laptop while enjoying the picturesque scenery.
“Would ya like a drink?”
“Do you have water?”
“Are ya sure ya don’t want something stronger?”
“Not at the moment. Water is fine.”
I look over my shoulder to find him watching me. He pours himself a tumbler of whiskey and grabs a chilled-looking bottle of water for me from the fridge by the bar. I turn back for the view, able to see him in the reflection of the large window.
When he stops behind me, he hands me the water and places a kiss on my neck, making me grateful I put my locs up for the night. Once I take the water, he splays the fingers of his now free hand against my stomach. I don’t miss the bulge pressing into me, not even a breath between us.
His large hand feels so warm against my belly. My body is already pulsing from his simple touch. We stare into each other’s eyes through the reflection in the glass.
Ronan downs his drink and swallows before running his pointer finger under his bottom lip. How does he make something so simple look so sexy? Moving his hand from my stomach to my breast, he flicks his thumb back and forth over my nipple.
The move is so subtle and possessive. I need this water to cool me down. While I chug down my water, he places his glass down on the small wooden table next to the blue sofa bench.
Reaching around me, he then takes the empty bottle from my grasp, placing it beside his glass. My heart is racing and that ever-throbbing pulse between my legs when he is near begins.
“It’s been two months. Have ya allowed anyone to touch what’s mine?”
I smile at him through the glass. He glides his hand around my throat and gives a gentle squeeze as he leans into my ear.
“Have ya?”
“No.” I turn to face him and reach to grab his bulge through his pants. “Have you allowed anyone to?—”
I don’t get to finish my words as he crushes his lips to mine and devours me. I gasp and moan into his mouth. Swiftly, he lifts me and slams my back against the cool glass.
I lace my fingers in his hair and whimper as he moves to place sucking kisses against my skin. Smooth as a motherfucker, he peels the top of my dress down, revealing my breasts. I don’t know whether to be impressed or jealous when he removes my strapless sticky bra and the nipple covers with expertise.
“Ronan,” I cry out as he palms one of my breasts and pops my nipple right into his mouth.
All my questions are forgotten. His warm, wet mouth has all my attention. He skims his hand over my thigh, pressed to his side, and into the slit of my dress. I throw my head back and stare up at the ceiling.
“Look how wet ya are for me. Why would I want anyone else? Yer the only woman who’s been on my mind. Are ya ready, my Danny? My naughty girl.”
“Ready for what?” I whimper as he pushes two fingers into me.
“Ready to christen every inch of this place. I plan to fuck ya on every surface I can think of. By morning, we’ll own this place together.”
I cup his face and kiss him hard. The man always says the right things. However, before I allow him to make good on his word, I need to make good on my promise.
I wiggle to break free and slide down his front. I know what I’m getting into this time. I’m ready for him.
“The question is, babe. Are you ready for me?” I say as I grin up at him while looking at him through my lashes.
“Aye, do ya worse, love. I promise I’ll keep up with ya.” He winks down at me as if to confirm his words.
“We’ll see,” I murmur as I unfasten his belt and unzip his pants.
Once I have him in my hands, I go to work. My inner bad girl bounces with glee as I bob and stroke this man like a pro. After I get him nice and wet with a few passes, I hold his tip in my mouth and hollow my cheeks while I stroke both hands along his girthy length.
“Fuck, that’s my girl. Just like that,” he hisses and throws his head back.
I pause my strokes at the base and hold my hands there tightly as I begin to bob my head. I go between bobbing fast to moving nice and slow as I moan in pleasure. Ronan cups the back of my head and starts to pump his hips.
“ Mmm .”
“Ya love sucking that cock, don’t ya? Show me how much ya want me, baby. Look at me. I want to see those pretty eyes. Look at me like ya know who ya belong to.”
I look up into his intense eyes and pull back to soak him with my saliva. I make sure he’s nice and messy, rubbing the moisture over his balls before going in to suck them and lick the underside of his big fucking dick.
“Fuck, Danny. Yes, baby. Suck me like ya mean it.”
He begins to step out of his shoes as he digs his fingers into the back of my locs. I hum in satisfaction. It’s been so long since I’ve been able to be this side of myself.
Ronan makes me feel like I can share this side of me. I don’t have to worry about how he’ll see me outside of this. He’s a man and I’m an ordinary woman. He’s too old to play games with me and he’s not looking for any sort of come up from dealing with me.
I don’t get to say that about many or often. Feeling bold and free, I get more into it. It doesn’t hurt that this man smells mouthwatering all over.
Giving him head is no hardship at all. He’s huge, but that’s only serving to make me get more creative. I trap his tip in my mouth once again, putting my hands back to work. While I pump him with my hands, I tease his tip with my tongue.
“Shit,” he breathes.
Pulling my head back, he then bends at the waist and captures my lips with his. As he kisses me deeply, he reaches with his free hand to pinch one of my nipples, then palms my breast in his big hand. I moan and push my chest out.
“Please,” I cry out.
“Please what?”
He releases the back of my hair and wraps his hand around my throat, not breaking the connection of our hot kiss. He lifts me to stand then pushes my dress from around my waist to the floor.
“Please what, Danny? Don’t punish ya for not having on any nex? Ya were out there with my pussy bare for other men to fantasize about.
“Please, what, my naughty girl? Fuck ya right now? Are ya begging me to take ya in front of this window? Tell me what ya want and it’s yours.”
“I want you to fuck me,” I pant as he nips at my lips.
Swiftly, he spins me to bring my back to his front. After he peels off his socks, he taps my thigh for me to kick my shoes off. I make quick work of kicking them aside. He then kicks my legs apart and shoves his fingers into me while applying light pressure to his hold on my neck. I ride his fingers as the sound of my juices fills the space around us.
“This greedy little pussy needs me to fill it up. Should I let ya come first?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t think I should. Not yet. I want ya to want me so bad, ya can’t see straight. I want ya to need me.”
“I do need you. I want you so much right now.”
“Ach, I don’t believe ya. Hands on the glass. Ass out to me,” he says as he kicks his pants aside and moves us so he can take a seat on the bench in front of the window.
“Ronan.”
“Do it now,” he demands, shocking me.
* * *
Ronan
Her juices begin to run down her inner thigh as I bark the command. My badass likes a little dominance. That’s good.
I plan to treat her to all her wildest fantasies and then more. I’m so turned on by her after the way she sucked my cock. I was so close, but not ready to come just yet.
“Good girl,” I murmur in praise.
I place the condom I retrieved earlier on the bench and then pull her hips to me as she stands before me in offering. Her ass fits nicely in my palms as I glide my hands to cup and spread her cheeks. She cries out as I bury my face between her cheeks and devour her core.
Reaching around her body, I rub her nub with two fingers. I have her on her toes with her legs shaking in no time. I back off and start a trail of kisses across her ass and up the center of her back.
“Fuck, baby. Fuck,” she sings.
I reward her term of endearment with a slap to her plump backside. I watch it jiggle with a grin on my face. I’m so close to losing my restraint.
I know what her snug pussy feels like around me and can’t wait to feel it again, but I want her near insane to have me once more. I want her to remember I’m the only man who can do this to her. She will never want or need another.
“Ronan, please, I need you so much,” she moans as I dive back in.
I hum into her wet heat. While I rub her clit with one hand, I place my other hand right above her ass and rub her puckered hole with my thumb. When she doesn’t balk, I drag her juices up with my thumb.
She moans and I take that as an invitation. Slowly, I push my thumb in. She explodes right on my tongue.
I’m going to stop torturing us both. I back off and grab the condom to bite it open and roll it on. One day, nothing will be between us.
She’s the first woman I’ve had that thought with in nearly twenty-five years. Dean has quickly become important to me. I know when our worlds collide, it’s going to make us unstoppable together.
“C’mere, baby. Sit that tight pussy on me,” I say as I slide down and lie flat on my back with my hips hanging off the edge.
She squats back to lower onto me as I guide her waist. A loud moan releases from her lips as she stretches and opens around me. My grip on her waist tightens as I bare my teeth and groan.
“Heaven. This tight pussy is pure heaven. Ya have me, now what do ya plan to do with me?”
She tosses a leg over my thigh and begins bouncing on me. Wanting to keep that tight fit for now, I move her leg back between mine and begin to thrust from beneath. She’s so fucking wet.
“Ronan, oh fuck.”
“Ya like that? Is that what ya wanted?”
“Yes, yes, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”
“Aye, as ya wish, love.”
I sit up and grab her arms to pull them behind her back. I reach to loop one arm between the two of hers and grab her bicep. With the other arm, I reach around her and palm her breast.
I then pitch her forward and stand, pushing her toward the window once again. Hovering over her, I drill into her from behind. The sound of her screams, me moving in and out of her wet pussy, and the slapping of my hips against her ass is all that can be heard.
I have her coming in no time and I’m not finished yet. I meant what I said. I’m going to fuck her all over this apartment before the night is over.