I gasp at his hot breath against my skin, arching my back so that my aching nipples rub against his chest.
I swear, just having him talk in my ear would be enough to get me to climax at this point, and he seems to know it from how badly he’s teasing me.
“Because if you’re not, then you don’t get to come.”
My eyelids flutter closed as his fingers trail lower.
He brushes my clit. “Is this what you want, Ciara?”
My body jerks at the rush of pleasure.
“What was that,Tine Bheag?”
“Yes.” I try to move my hips against his hand, but that only has Ronan pulling away.
“Yes, to what?” He pulls back to look down at me.
“Whatever you want.” I just need to get him to relieve the overwhelming ache.
“That’s a dangerous promise.” He slides his hand lower so he can run his finger along my slit. “Fuck, you’re soaked.”
My legs are shaking, and my eyes sting with tears as my pussy clenches around nothing. I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on in my life, and Ronan’s barely touched me. But he doesn’t have to. The sound of his voice and the heat radiating from his body as he cages me against the wall is enough to drive me crazy.
Ronan teases my entrance with his finger before slowly sliding it inside me.
I clench around him, and his answering groan has me rocking against his hand.
“Ciara…”
“Please…” I try to pull against his hold. I want to touch him so badly, but his hand only tightens around my wrists, keeping them in place as he starts to rub his thumb over my clit.
“Have you been this wet all morning?”
My body is too alive for me to think straight. All I can do is moan, but that’s not enough for Ronan.
He presses down harder on my clit. “Answer me.”
“Yes…”
“Fuck.” Ronan slides another finger inside me. “You’re so warm and tight. I want to feel you, baby.”
“Mmm…” I grind against his hand.
“That’s it, ride my hand like you would my cock, baby.”
“Oh, fuck.” My head falls forward to rest against Ronan’s chest.
He’s working my pussy so well that one curl of his fingers will be enough to send me over the edge. But he still won’t let me come.
He pumps his fingers inside me even deeper, making me cry out as I clench around him. “How badly do you want to come?”
“So bad.”
“I’m tempted to walk away right now.” He chuckles as he buries his head in my neck and kisses the sensitive skin. “See how obedient you can be when you’re so close to the edge.”
“Don’t you dare.”
His stubble scratches my skin. “Then I suggest you come for me before I change my mind.”
