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What I wouldn’t do to swipe my tongue through her glistening centre, but I won’t. Not tonight. Not unless she begs me.

‘I promise I won’t touch, but the second I leave here, I’m heading straight for my shower.’ If I even make it that far. My poor dick is weeping.

She grabs a pillow from the other side of the bed and shoves it behind her head so she can watch me watching her. My dirty girl doesn’t like being watched; she loves it. If there was even a sliver of a chance she’d let me, I’d watch her touch herself every damn day for the rest of my life.

She lifts her dress again and I almost come there and then. ‘Open your legs wider,’ I demand, and she obeys, reaching for her toy again and coasting it across her centre. My greedy eyes dart between her pussy and her face, committing every decadent detail to memory.

Her pupils almost swallow her irises. ‘Do you like what you see?’ she asks tentatively.

‘I don’t like it. I fucking love it.’ I run a palm over my crotch, and the bulge that’s threatening to rip open my jeans at the seams. ‘You drive me fucking wild, Savannah. Do you know how many times I’ve beat myself off in the shower imagining your wet pussy?’

‘Tell me,’ she whimpers, circling her clit with the vibrator.

‘Every damn day since the second I laid eyes on you. You crashed into my car and into my head, and I can’t for the life of me get you out of there. I’ve been obsessed with you for years.’

‘You? Obsessed with me?’ She says slowly, her voice loaded with disbelief. She drags her head off the bed until she’s in a semi-reclined position. Her hand stills, and she lifts the vibrator from herself as she waits for clarity.

‘Every compliment, innuendo, every filthy suggestion – I meant every damn word,’ I confess in a rough gritty tone, memorising the image before me.

‘Fuck, that’s enough to get me off alone.’ She lowers the vibrator back onto herself and resumes those circular movements, her glassy eyes never leaving mine, until she’s on the brink of blowing.

When her legs go taut and rigid, I’m so not ready for thisto be over. ‘Stop,’ I demand in a ragged voice. ‘Take your dress off, please. I need to see all of you.’

She discards the toy, leaving it buzzing on the bedsheets and tugs the dress upwards. It catches and she sighs impatiently.

‘Can I help you with that? I won’t touch you, just the dress.’ It’s the truth. Because if I touch her, even once, I won’t be able to stop.

‘Okay.’ Her voice cracks as she slides down the bed towards where I’m on my knees for her. Because that’s what she does. The woman literally brings me to my knees with need.

She twists onto her front, positioning her peachy ass just inches from my face. Fuck, what I wouldn’t do to sink my teeth into her skin. To sink my fingers into her centre and suck her clit until she screamed my name.

My fingers skim up the middle of her spine, tracing the zip until I find the top. She whimpers. ‘You said you wouldn’t touch.’

‘I’m touching the dress, not you.’ I’m not fooling either of us.

I pull the metal and it releases with a satisfying swish. She hoists herself onto her knees, thighs spread, ass still in my face, and yanks the material over her head before tossing it on the floor.

Her head twists over her shoulder and her eyes lock with mine, a seductive smirk curving her lips upwards. ‘Happy now?’

‘Nowhere near, sweetheart.’

She crawls up the bed slowly on her knees, giving me the perfect view of her pussy, but she’s too far away.

‘Grab that toy and bring it back down here to me.’ My desire is making me demand things I have no right todemand, but from the way she complies, I think she relishes relinquishing control.

I’d bet my last euro she wants to be bossed around in the bedroom.

She grabs the dildo and crawls backwards in a feline motion until her feet reach the end of the bed.

‘Turn over. Let me see your perfect tits,’ I beg.

She obliges, lifting one leg high into the air, over my head and down past my shoulder, until I’m between her thighs with a front-row seat to the most exquisite show of my life.

Chapter Seventeen

SAVANNAH

Ronan Rivers is obsessed with me.