Chapter 34
Chapter Thirty-Four
RONIN
Mellie giggles as I reach down and wrap an arm under her knees, pulling her up to carry her into my bedroom. The lights are off, but I have a small salt lamp lit on my dresser and the room is cast in a light, rosy glow.
Standing next to my bed, I place her back on her feet.
Mellie reaches up to take my glasses off of my face and places them on my nightstand.
Her gaze is soft as she pulls me down to kiss her, our tongues entangling as our hands roam each other's bodies. I want to take my time with her, revere her in the way she deserves, as I’ve wanted to for my entire adult life.
I find the button to her jeans and unclasp them, slowly pulling the zipper down without breaking the kiss. I gently ease them over her hips, and she wiggles them down to her feet, stepping out of them and kicking them off to the side. I pull back for a moment, taking her in.
She takes my fucking breath away.
We find our way to my bed and she lays down, her light hair loose from her bun and splayed across my pillows.
The image of her laying in my bed, in nothing but her tank top and underwear—it tugs on my heart, pushing that deep emotion I’ve been shoving down right up to the surface. I’ve never seen a more stunning sight.
“You are so beautiful,” I tell her.
She smiles, her dimple winking at me in the dim lighting. The rosy lamp has her cast in a pink glow, her body practically alight.
I shed my shirt and jeans before I lower myself over her, leaning down to place a kiss on her lips.
“So, so beautiful,” I whisper, letting my lips skim over her skin.
Moving to her neck, I place a kiss on her throat.
“And I’m going to worship every single inch of you tonight.
” My teeth graze over her neck and she lets out a soft moan.
I reach for the bottom of her top and she lets me guide it up over her head before laying back on the pillows.
Her lacy, light pink bra matches the delicate panties she has on.
I run my hand over a breast, placing a light kiss on the exposed skin.
Mellie strokes her hands up my bare back, leaving a trail of heat in her wake.
Kissing my way down her body, my lips graze and suck at every soft spot they can find. She sighs quietly and I pull away, leaning back to see her face.
“Is this okay, Mel? We don’t have to do this. If this is too fast—”
She cuts me off with a finger to my lips for the second time this evening. “Oh, don’t you dare stop, Mr. Kane,” she murmurs, her eyes heavy with desire. “I’ve got you right where I want you now.” She smirks.
“Oh, is that so?” I say coyly. “Well then, allow me to continue.”
I place another light kiss on her stomach before lowering myself down her body.
When I get down to her underwear, I instead move to her thighs, placing my lips on the inside of her leg.
Her hips thrust up, seeking friction, and I pin her down against the bed by the hip.
I run my tongue over the skin where it meets the edge of her underwear, and she lets out a whimper.
The sound is like a drug to me.
“Ronin, you’re killing me,” Mellie complains.
“Patience.” I run my fingers over the fabric. The material is soaked already and a low groan escapes my throat. I place a kiss right at her center and she moans, trying to lift her hips against the hand that pins her to the bed.
I pull her panties to the side and brush a finger down the middle of her, feeling how wet and ready she is for me.
Good girl.
I slide my finger inside, and I can feel her tremble beneath my touch.
“Ronin,” she gasps.
Hearing my name come from Mel’s lips, filled with such open desire, has me hardening again.
I pump my finger in and out, letting her stretch around me.
Tired of the obstacle, I pull my hand away long enough to yank her underwear down and toss them to the side.
The need to taste her is overwhelming, and I lift one of her legs, settling it over my shoulder as I spread her thighs open before me.
She’s so ready for me, slick and waiting. My heart pounds as I realize I’m about to ravage my best friend with my mouth for the first time, and the thought almost makes me laugh out loud.
I slide two fingers back into her and she gasps. Lowering my head to her center, I run my tongue over the bundle of nerves at her core. She cries out, and I remove my hand from her hips, letting her thrust up into my mouth.
God, she tastes so good.
I glance up to her face and she’s gripping the bedding with both hands, her eyes closed.
“Mel, look at me,” I command and she obeys, lashes fluttering open. Seeing my head between her legs has her amber gaze aflame in the rosy light.
My fingers are replaced with my tongue, spearing into her as I lick and gently suck, rubbing a thumb across her clit as I do.
I don’t break eye contact with her, watching as she watches me devour her.
Her cheeks are flushed and she bites her bottom lip, breathing hard.
My tongue pumps into her and she doesn’t hold back, riding my face without shame.
It’s single-handedly the hottest thing I have ever experienced in my entire life.
I add a finger inside, then another, sliding my tongue over her clit, and she cries out. She fucks my fingers and my mouth, and her legs tremble as they tighten around my head. Pleased with how responsive she is to me, I suck on the sensitive spot, urging her release, wanting it to coat my lips.
“Ronin, shit!” She cries out as she comes, thrusting hard against my face one more time before going slack, falling back against the bed.
My fingers gently pull away, but I run my tongue over her one more time, coaxing every last bit of pleasure out of her. I want her to feel cherished, treasured, wanted.
Mine.