At the first taste of his mouth, my body melts, and I eagerly part my lips.
As Ronan strokes his tongue against mine, I arch against his touch, pressing my aching nipples against his chest as he claims my mouth in a desperate kiss.
“Ciara,” he groans against my lips.
“I need you.”
He presses his hips against me, letting me feel the hard outline of his cock against my stomach. “Are you sure?”
I let out a whimper, which has Ronan chuckling darkly.
“So damn needy.”
Lifting me by the backs of my thighs, Ronan carries me over to the bed while his lips continue to explore my mouth, my jaw, my neck.
Every touch sends a bolt of pleasure through my body, leaving me gasping for air as he settles himself between my thighs.
Even fully clothed, just having his weight on top of me is enough to get my pulse racing and my core so damp with need that I almost start sobbing.
“Please…”
Ronan breaks the kiss to peer down at me with his beautiful, dark eyes.
For a moment, we just stare at each other, our breathing ragged and our chests heaving. And then he’s undressingme, wasting no time peeling off my clothes and leaving me completely bare for him on the bed.
“How is it that I always end up naked, and you’re fully clothed?” I pout as I push myself up on my elbows and glare at him as he stands at the end of the bed.
Ronan smirks. “I guess I just have more self-control.”
“Oh, really?”
I slowly spread my thighs apart, revealing my glistening and swollen pussy to him.
Ronan’s eyes darken as he takes in the sight of me, and I bite my lower lip as I watch him reach down to squeeze his erection.
“I thought you had self-control?” I tease.
“Keep running your mouth like that,Tine Bheag, and you won’t get my cock.”
“What if I don’t want your cock?”
Ronan’s eyes flash as he palms his length through his pants. “Are you sure about that? Because your dripping pussy says otherwise.”
I clench at his words, knowing full well that I won’t be satisfied until he’s buried deep inside me.
I sigh as I lie back on the bed. “I need your tongue first. I want you to taste how bad I want you.”
Ronan’s answering groan has my back arching off the bed as my clit throbs.
My eyes flutter closed as my hands move to cup my breasts, rubbing my thumbs back and forth over my nipples as my hips start to move.
“Ciara…”
I moan as I spread my legs wider, a rush of wetness dripping onto the bed as I continue to play with my nipples.
But I let out a cry as Ronan grips my thighs, pulling me to the edge of the bed before sinking to his knees in front of me.
At the first lick of his tongue along my pussy, my entire body bows off the bed, and I sink my fingers into his thick hair to hold him in place.
