Chapter Forty-seven #2
She smiled, relief flooding her face, and wrapped her arms around me in a warm embrace. “Thank you,” she whispered, her breath soft against my ear.
I held her close for a moment, savoring the warmth of her in my arms. “What’s in the box?” she asked, her voice curious as she pulled back slightly.
“Open it,” I encouraged, watching as she gently lifted the lid of the box.
Inside, wrapped in soft tissue paper, was a personalized bracelet with her name engraved on it. Next to it, a locket necklace, its charm hiding a photo of her from the fashion show. Her eyes widened, tears gathering in her gaze as she looked up at me.
“Ronan, this is beautiful,” she whispered.
I reached out, brushing a tear from her cheek. “I love you, Nina. You’re everything to me. No matter how long it takes, I’ll be here to right all my wrongs.”
Tears still shimmered in her eyes as she whispered, “You already did.”
Was this what winning an Olympic gold medal felt like?
I looked at her in shock, my mind racing. “What?”
A small, reassuring smile touched her lips. “Our hope was never lost in the first place. You’ve already shown me that.”
Her words were a balm to my soul, soothing the doubts and fears that had lingered in my heart. I took a deep breath, feeling a profound sense of peace settle over me. The weight of our past struggles and the challenges ahead seemed lighter, replaced by the strength of her belief in us.
I took her hand gently, feeling the cool metal of the bracelet against my fingertips. “I want to make sure you always remember that,” I said softly. “I want us to hold onto that hope, insieme.87”
Nina nodded, her eyes full of gratitude and love. “We will,” she promised. “Insieme.”
As I moved to sit down, my fingers delicately unfastening my jacket, she glanced at me with an intensity that spoke volumes. The phone in her hand became little more than a prop as she dialed a number.
“Aya,” she murmured, her voice sultry. “I’m in the middle of something important right now. Lock up when you leave, and please don’t let anyone disturb me.” The finality in her tone was clear, and she shot a piercing, unreadable look before abruptly ending the call.
Before I could say a word, she glided over to the door, locking it with practiced ease, and then, with fluid grace, lowered herself into my lap. Her dress, a cascade of silken fabric, inched upward, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of garters.
I swallowed.
“Nina,” I whispered, my breath hitching as I gazed at her. “What about your meeting—”
“I’m in it right now,” she interrupted, her voice a sultry purr.
Her words sent a shiver down my spine, and my hands instinctively found her hips, feeling the warmth of her body through the fabric of her dress.
“Don’t move them,” she instructed, her tone both commanding and tender. “I want you.”
“Right here?” I asked, my voice barely more than a whisper, as anticipation thrummed in my veins straight to my cock.
With a nod, she lifted her dress in one fluid motion, revealing a jaw-droppingly sexy purple lingerie set that clung to her curves in all the right ways.
“Right here. Right now,” she declared with a hunger that matched my own.
She closed the distance, her lips meeting mine with a fiery tenderness. What began as a slow, careful kiss quickly grew more urgent, our mouths locking as desire intensified, the heat between us undeniable.
I pulled away, my hand moving up under her arm and wrapping around her throat.
“What am I gonna do with you?” I rasped.
“I have a few ideas,” she whispered, “but all of them end with your cock inside me.”
“How do you want it? Rough or gentle?”
“Why not both ways?” she teased.
I pulled a little harder on her neck, causing a moan to escape her mouth, “Pick one.”
“Rough.”
I pulled her back onto my throbbing cock and reached my other hand up to grab her breast out of the bra.
And fuck, I could stare at these perfect tits for-fucking-ever.
“On your knees, baby,” I said, and she looked at me, a pool of lust evident as she slipped out of my lap, and gracefully went on her knees.
I eased up out of the chair, unbuckled my pants, allowing them to drop as my cock sprang out of my underpants.
Her eyes widened in amazement.
“Fuck,” she whispered, “I don’t think it can fit.”
I reached my hand down to tilt her chin up. “It has fit before, tesoro.”
Nina parted her lips and wasted no time putting my cock into her mouth, teasing the fuck out of my tip. I felt her tongue on the underside of my dick and let out a small shudder.
“Yes, baby,” I moaned, “Just like that.”
She looked me in the eyes and slowly wrapped her fingers around my cock, causing me to twitch and let out a groan of pleasure at her touch.
“Nina,” I moaned.
She smiled at me, her eyes even brighter than before, and without breaking eye contact, she lowered herself and ran her tongue from the bottom of my dick to the top before sliding the head of my cock into her mouth, sucking gently and causing me to buck my hips slightly.
Her hands moved slowly up and down my length as she bobbed her head at the same pace, keeping a steady pressure with her tongue on my cock. I was so fucking mesmerized I couldn’t find the words to describe how good this was.
She, as always, left me fucking speechless.
Her hand moved up and down my cock faster and harder, popping out of her mouth to flick her tongue quickly over the tip. My hips pushed up towards her as she slid me back inside her mouth, taking in more of me this time, using her hand to guide her.
“Baby,” I rasped. “You suck my cock so well.”
“I love seeing you on your knees.”
My hands quickly went behind her head and grabbed her hair right at the base in a fist. Using this as leverage, I started to fuck her mouth.
“That’s it, baby,” I praised as I realized her jaw grew increasingly relaxed, allowing me to go deeper and deeper into her mouth until I felt her throat wrap around me.
I slowly pulled her head to the very tip of my cock, then shoved her face back into me with long strokes.
As I watched her face, I noticed the mascara and eyeliner she had put on were running with tears down the sides of her face.
Her saliva fell out of the corners of her lips as she took me from her mouth and started using her hand again.
It was not long until I felt my balls begin to tighten with a familiar sensation, and with one last shove of her head to my groin, I came down her throat. My cock kept pulsing several waves of cum into her, and I watched her swallow it all.
What a fucking woman I have.
“Are you okay?” I asked, pulling her into my lap and placing my lips instantly on hers.
“Never been better,” she whispered.
“Open those legs, baby,” I said, and she spread her legs for me.
I reached my hand down her thigh and instantly felt the wetness dripping down her leg.
“Such a good girl for me, aren’t you?” I asked, making sure she was looking into my eyes. “Getting so fucking wet from sucking my cock.”
She nodded and released a moan as I used my thumb to rub her clit. I moved my free hand up to her breast and grabbed it, eliciting a loud moan from her lips.
She instantly brought her hand to her lips, and I moved them.
“Let them hear,” I said.
“Ro—”
“Let them hear how good I make you feel, tesoro.”
My finger flipped her hard nipple, and she moaned again, this time, her wetness growing with each moan. My fingers were a slippery mess, and I couldn’t wait to feel that all over my cock.
I rubbed her, circling her opening and stroking her lips. I spread her pussy open and inserted a finger, causing her to gasp.
“Please,” she begged, and hearing her in this tone, being with her like this sent a rush through my bones.