“Yes!”
He flicks his tongue over my clit. “Fuck. You taste so sweet, baby.”
My eyes roll back as Ronan continues devouring me with long, lazy licks of his tongue. His calloused fingers stroke my thighs, which only adds to the pleasure coursing through my body until I’m panting and gasping with the need to come.
I grind my hips against his mouth. “More.”
Ronan gives me what I need, turning his attention to my clit as he moves one hand between my thighs to sink two fingers inside me.
I cry out as I clench around him, my thighs starting to tremble as my orgasm builds.
“Look at me,” Ronan orders.
I glance down at him and whimper at the look in his eyes.
I’m not sure I will ever get tired of the sight of Ronan Sullivan with his face buried in my pussy, watching as his mouth licks and sucks at my clit as his fingers curl to graze my most sensitive spot.
His dark eyes gleam. “Like what you see?”
“I want to come,” I moan as he pumps his fingers inside me.
“Then come for me,Tine Bheag.”
Ronan wraps his lips around my clit and sucks hard enough to send me over the edge.
I cry out as my pussy clenches around his fingers, and Ronan groans as he works me through my release. I tighten my hold on his hair, pulling at the roots as I grind against his face, feeling my arousal start to drip down my thighs.
“Keep going, Ciara.” He licks my clit.
Another wave of pleasure courses through me, leaving me shaking and panting before I collapse back against the bed, completely spent.
“Good girl,” Ronan presses a kiss to my inner thigh. “Now you can have my cock.”
A whimper escapes me as Ronan gets to his feet and starts to undress.
The sight of his powerful body has me aching with need once more, craving the weight and heat of him on top of me.
I hold out my arms. “Ronan.”
“I’m right here.” He climbs on top of me and settles himself between my thighs.
The slick tip of his cock nudges my entrance, but he makes no move to push inside me. Instead, his mouth starts exploring my skin, kissing along my jaw and neck as his hands move to massage my breasts.
I try to move against him, to nudge even an inch of his cock inside me, but he only pulls away.
He kisses my neck. “Easy…”
I arch against him. “I need you.”
“I can tell.” He grazes my earlobe with his teeth.
I squirm beneath him, an ache starting to build once more between my thighs.
“Is this what you want?” He sinks his cock inside me in one long, hard thrust.
I cry out as I stretch around him, the slight sting of pain giving way to the most intense pleasure as he fills me.
He buries his face in my neck as I adjust to his size. “Fuck. You feel so good, baby.”
