“Come with me.” I rub my clit faster.
Ronan’s eyes glaze over as he looks down to where our bodies are joined, his cock completely covered in my arousal.
“Ronan…”
His eyes flick up to meet mine, a mixture of pleasure and agony on his face as he pumps his hips faster, hitting me so deep that it takes everything I have not to fall over the edge.
“Please, come with me.”
Ronan’s jaw clenches as he slams his cock into me, brushing that spot inside me that has me seeing stars.
I pinch my clit at the same time, and then I’m coming, my back arching off the desk as my pussy pulses around Ronan’s cock.
“Fuck, yes,” Ronan groans as he spills inside me.
He doesn’t stop moving inside me until I collapse back against the desk, gasping for air. Even then, he makes no move to separate us.
“Come here.” He reaches forward to wrap his arms around me and lift me up so that he can hold me close.
“You’re unbelievable.” I rest my head against his chest, his cock still buried inside me. “This isn’t what a healthy relationship looks like, Ronan. We can’t keep doing this.”
“It’s the only way I know how to protect what’s mine.”
I try to pull away, but his arm only tightens around me.
“You keep saying that like I’m a thing to protect. But I’m not a possession, Ronan, I’m a human being.”
“You’re both. You’re everything. And I know I fucked up, Ciara. Iknow. But watching you laugh with him… God, it made me feel like I was two steps away from losing you.”
I stare up at him, completely stunned. “Why? Why do you always assume the worst?”
“Because I’ve seen what happens when you let your guard down. I’ve seen what it costs.”
“You’ve also seen me choose you, over and over again, and yet here we are.”
Something shifts in his expression, and he loosens his grip on me just enough to slide himself free, and I bite back a whimper at the emptiness.
“I’ve been trying to fix everything out there.” He nods vaguely toward the window where the rest of the world waits for us as he tucks his cock back inside his pants. “Declan, the traitor in our ranks… But it seems that somewhere along the way, I forgot to fix the one thing that actually matters.”
When I stay quiet, he takes a deep breath before exhaling slowly.
“I trust you, I really do. But when it comes to the thought of losing you, I... I lose my fucking mind.”
“That’s not trust.” I slide off the desk and pull on my leggings. “That’s fear. And if you let it keep driving you, it’s going to turn you into someone I don’t recognize.”
His eyes drop for the first time, and shame flickers across his face like a shadow. He’s silent as I finish getting dressed, but when I start walking toward the door, he steps in front of me, blocking my path.
“What do you want me to do? Tell me, Ciara. Say the word, and I’ll do it.”
“Start by apologizing to Stephen and then to me. Not just for being jealous but for not trusting me enough to believe I’d never do anything to betray you.”
He nods slowly as he tucks his hands into his pockets.
“You’re right.”
I blink. “Wait, what?”
“You’re right. I’ve been handling this relationship like a dictator rather than a partner, and... I’m sorry. I am so fucking sorry, Ciara. I’m going to call Stephen now and ask him to come back.”
