“See?” His lips brush my ear as his hands move to grip my hips. “You’re already falling for me.”
My hands rest against the broad muscles of his chest to steady myself as his breath tickles my ear.
The heat radiating from his powerful body is overwhelming, and that, mixed with the feeling of his fingers digging into my hips, sends my mind into a frenzy.
Before I can stop myself, I lift my face up to his and kiss him.
I don’t know what possesses me to cross that line. Maybe it’s exhaustion from the weight of the day, or maybe, just maybe, I want to prove thatIcan controlhim. That if I take the lead, I can take something back and make him feel powerless for once in his life.
But the second our lips meet in a tangle of desperation, I’ve already lost.
Ronan kisses me back, his soft lips a stark contrast to the hard wall of muscle that is the rest of his body.
Instantly, he takes over as he presses me against the sideof the car, commanding my body to move as his tongue forces its way into my mouth.
Tasting him should repulse me, but the first stroke of his tongue against mine starts a moan building in my throat, and my body melts against his.
I sink my fingers into the material of his shirt, holding him closer as our tongues tangle together.
Ronan’s hand moves to my head, and his fingers press into my hair, tugging on the strands so I have no choice but to tilt my head back for him to deepen the kiss.
My legs are about to give out, and every inch of my skin feels as if it’s on fire, all from akiss.
When he finally pulls away, I swallow a whimper. But then he lifts me into his arms, his dark eyes blazing with need as he carries me up the front steps and into the house.
Neither of us speaks as he takes me upstairs. The only sound is that of our heavy breathing.
My arms loop around his neck, my fingers resting against the soft material of his shirt as he heads down the hall and into what looks to be the master bedroom.
Hisbedroom.
I shouldn’t be here.
We shouldn’t be doing this.
But then he sets me on the enormous bed like I’m something precious and looks at me with such need, as if he actuallywantsme, that I can’t find it in me to be disgusted. And that might be the worst part of it all.
I relax into the plush bed as Ronan moves over me, caging me between his arms as his lips find mine once more.
There’s nothing delicate about the way he claims my mouth, but that only turns me on more.
Clawing at his shoulders, I arch into his touch as he kisses along my neck, sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin with his teeth.
Fuck, I don’t think I’ve been this turned on in my life, and he hasn’t done anything other thankissme.
I’m desperate to wrap my legs around his waist, to pull him closer against me to see if he’s just as aroused as I am. But my dress is becoming tangled in my legs, which only adds to my growing frustration.
I must make a sound as Ronan pulls back and looks down at me, his trademark smirk playing on his swollen lips.
“Everything okay?” His dark eyes sparkle with amusement.
“Take it off.”
“What was that?” He pinches my waist.
“My dress,” I pant as I try to reach around my body to undo the buttons. “Take itoff.”
His eyes flash, and then his mouth is once again on mine as his hands move over my body.
