Chapter Twenty-Four #2
“Please…” I choke as tears start to sting my eyes.
I’m so close to coming undone, and the feeling of Ronan’s hot breath barely an inch away from my clit almost makes me sob.
“So, you can do as you’re told…” Ronan hisses through his teeth as I pull harder on his hair.
His dark eyes flash, but then his mouth is on me once more, his lips wrapping around my clit and sucking until I scream out his name with my release.
“That’s my girl.” He presses a kiss to my inner thigh once I’ve collapsed against the cold marble, barely able to catch my breath.
He straightens, and I watch his expression darken as he takes in the sight of me spread bare before him, swollen and dripping from my orgasm.
“I want you in my bed.” His voice comes out low and commanding.
I don’t have the energy to fight him as he lifts me into his arms and carries me out of the kitchen, our dinner completely forgotten on the table.
Even when he takes me into his room and lays me on the bed, I don’t fight back. If only because I know what’s coming, and I’m already desperate for another release.
“Strip.”
My face heats under the intensity of his gaze as I slowly remove my dress, leaving myself in nothing but a bra and panties. When I catch Ronan’s eyes, he subtly shakes his head as he glances down at my covered breasts, so I reach behind me and undo the clasp.
He doesn’t move a muscle as I toss my bra aside and shift onto my back so that I can slide out of my panties. Even when I know he’s rock hard and just as desperate for release as I am, he manages to maintain that unshakeable control.
Sinking my teeth into my lower lip, I keep my eyes on Ronan as I slowly slide my panties over my thighs before spreading my legs wide and baring myself fully to him.
In a flash, he's in front of me, his hand gripping my chin as he wraps his arm around my waist.
“I don’t like being teased.”
The possessiveness in his tone sends a shiver down my spine as he shifts onto the bed and positions me over his lap.
“Seriously?” I choke.
“Seriously.” His hand caresses my backside. “You think that by showing me your sweet, glistening pussy I’m just going to give you what you want?”
The first smack is sharp and unexpected, and I gasp as the sting blossoms into warmth.
“Don’t forget who’s in charge here,” he growls.
I squirm against his lap and let out a breathy moan when his erection presses against my lower belly.
Ronan hisses through his teeth at the contact, which only makes me do it again.
“What did I just say?” He lands another swift slap to my ass.
“But it feels so good.” I gasp as his cock presses into me.
“It will feel even better buried inside you.”
“Then fuck me.”
He chuckles as he rubs his hand over my ass before dipping his hand between my thighs.
His finger trails up and down my pussy. “I intend to, but not yet. I want to leave my mark on you first.”
I brace myself for the sting as his palm hits my skin, but my cries turn to soft moans as an ache starts to build between my thighs.
"Count."
"One," I moan as my eyes flutter closed.
He lands another slap, this one harder than before.
"Two."
Each strike of his hand causes a blend of pain and pleasure that has us both moaning with need. In between strikes, he caresses the area he hits, prolonging the sensations.
By the time I count to ten, my skin is aflame, and my body trembles with desire as Ronan arches his hips against me.
“Good girl.” He lifts me off his lap and flips me onto my front. “Now spread your legs for me.”
My fingers sink into the soft sheets as I do as he says, listening to the sounds of him unbuckling his belt and his clothes hitting the floor.
I can’t help but grind my hips, so desperate to reach between my thighs, but if I do, Ronan will only deny me for longer.
When he finally crawls over me, his warm, strong body pressing against my back, I let out a low moan as his hard cock digs into my ass.
“See what happens when you do as you're told?” he murmurs in my ear as he moves to pin my wrists above my head with one hand. “You get rewarded.”
He slides into me from behind with one hard thrust, and I moan, clutching the sheets as my pussy clenches around him.
He slides all the way out before slamming into me once more. “Fuck, yes. You take me so well.”
My eyes roll as his cock hits my sensitive inner walls, the pleasure almost too overwhelming as his balls slap against my ass.
Ronan’s pace is punishing as he knocks his knees against mine, forcing my thighs even wider apart as he pounds into me.
“More, please.”
He buries his face in my neck, licking along the sensitive skin as he moves inside me.
“Such a greedy girl.” He chuckles.
I clench my teeth as I arch my hips, pushing my ass back against him so that he hits even deeper.
At Ronan’s answering groan, my pussy clenches once more, but it seems to do the trick of finally snapping his control.
He releases his hold on my wrists as he lifts his torso off of my back before sinking one hand into my hair to hold me down. He moves his other hand to my hip, gripping it so hard that I’ll have bruises tomorrow…but I love the reminder, so I don’t mind.
I want all of it.
I want his dominance, his anger, his need. Because deep down, I crave being claimed by him.
I moan. “I want you to come.”
He pants as he thrusts his hips. “Yeah? You want me to fill you up, sweetheart?”
I nod as my thighs start to tremble.
“You love being covered in me.” He slows his pace just enough that I whimper with fresh need. “Do you want my cum dripping down your thighs?”
“Yes…”
“Fuck,” he grits out as he thrusts inside me. “Such a dirty girl.”
“Please…”
He pulls harder on my hair as he pumps his hips faster, his movements becoming sloppy as he chases his release.
The sounds of his cock moving in and out of my pussy while he groans push me to reach the edge.
When I finally come, it’s with a scream as my whole body shatters around him.
Ronan follows moments later, cursing as he spills inside me as he continues to thrust his cock deep, giving me everything he has.
Only when we’re both completely spent does he slide his cock free before flipping me onto my back.
"You drive me fucking crazy," he mutters as he pushes the hair out of my face.
"You’re no picnic either." My voice is hoarse as I look up at him.
His cheeks are slightly flushed, and his dark eyes are glazed as he hovers over me, radiating such heat that I want to wrap myself up in him for the rest of the night.
He smirks before bending down to press a soft kiss to my lips. "Good. I wouldn't want to make it easy for you.”
But that’s just it. With Ronan, nothing is ever easy, and a small, terrified part of me is starting to think that I don’t want easy.
I want him.