“What did you expect? You’re never home, and you insist on not letting me go anywhere, so Stephen is the only person I can talk to other than Mila.”
There’s that flash in his eyes again, but I refuse to feel bad. It’s the truth and he has to know that I need to talk to other people.
“I’m trying to keep you safe!”
That has me on my feet, my own temper bubbling beneath the surface. “And I’m sick of you overreacting,especiallywhen Stephen being here was your idea in the first place!”
“I thought I could trust him.”
“Has he given you any reason not to trust him? HaveI?”
“That’s not the point.”
“You’re unbelievable.” I fold my arms over my chest. “You do know he’s married, right?”
“Yes.”
“And I’m assuming you’ve met his wife and kids?”
“Yes.”
“Then why are you being like this? Do you not trust me?”
“I do.”
“Do you trust Stephen?”
He lets out a long breath, raking a hand through his hair. “I do, but that doesn’t make this easy. I can’t explain it, Ciara. When I see you with another man, even when you’re just talking, it drives me crazy.”
“That’s not a good enough excuse to behave like a dick, so you better figure out a way to deal with your jealousy, Ronan, because I’m not putting up with this forever.”
Ronan looks like he’s been slapped across the face, but I don’t feel even a pinch of guilt as I go to stalk past him, too exhausted to continue this fight any longer.
As I’m about to reach the door, his hand wraps around my upper arm, halting me in my tracks.
I open my mouth to ask him to let me go, but then he’s yanking me toward him until my body is flush against his and his mouth is on mine.
I think about fighting him, but the first brush of his tongue against my lips has me melting into him.
Ronan kisses me as if it’s the only way he knows how to express what he’s feeling. His mouth moves against mine in a desperate frenzy, and the next thing I know, I’m being lifted off the ground and backed against the wall.
“Ronan,” I gasp against his mouth as he presses his hips against mine.
The thin material of my leggings means I can feel the outline of his cock pressed against my core, and I whimper at how hard he is.
“I need to be inside you,” he growls, grinding his hips harder against me.
“Right now?”
Stephen is out in the hall.
“Yes, right now.”
My pussy clenches at the possessive tone in his voice.
I should be put off by the idea of someone hearing Ronan fuck me, especially Stephen, but right now, I don’t care.
It doesn’t help that my hormones are working in overdrive, and my panties are already soaked through. I swear, I could climax just from kissing Ronan.
