“Warm me, baby,” came out all growly.
Ronan rolled his eyes. “Please tell me that line has never worked for you before.”
“Huh, to be honest, I can’t recall ever having used it.” Might be a reason why, given his lack of positive reaction to it.
“Ranks right up there with,did it hurt when you fell from heaven.”
“Yeah, can’t say I’d fall for that, nor have I used that one before. I take it some poor schmuck used it on you?” Some men were truly idiots.
“Sadly,” he eyed my cock and licked his lips, “yes. Now, spread ‘em, Dragon.”
Topping from the bottom, another plus on the ever-growing list of why I…Oh hell, I’ve been in love with his snarky ass for a while now, haven’t I? Jesus, sometimes I’m a complete idiot. How did I not see any of this coming?
Because you didn’t listen to me.
Not helping much now, Dragon.
Tell him you love him.
He’ll flip the fuck out and I’m about to get really, really, really warm.
“Hey, stop ignoring me,” Ronan slapped my thigh.
“Yum, pain with my pleasure. Never a problem.” We had so much to learn about each other. More eyerolls, which were somehow sexy coming from Ronan.
“Scooch up.” I slid into a sitting position at the boss’s order, excited for the show to start. I had an idea where this was going, but the suspense was like foreplay. “Well,” he grunted after trying and failing to find a comfortable way to suck me. “That’s not gonna work soooo,” he dragged the word out. “We’ll just begin with the second act.” After another awkward move and getting my hands slapped for trying to help him, Ronan flipped around and straddled me.
“Reverse cowboy, hell yeah,” I wiggled my cock along his crack. “Tell me when, baby. I’m dying to be in…prepped and slick. Goddess, I love you.” Ronan froze and my jackass dragon laughed. I was glad he was facing away from me.
Smooth.
Fuck.
That too.
I said nothing, just waiting for Ronan to make the next move. “Line up, then sit still.”
“Sir, yes, sir.” As soon as my cock breached that gorgeous hole, Ronan took charge. Down an inch, back up. Down two inches, back up. My cock was not enjoying this, well, he was but I was seconds away from impaling him. Fucking tease.
Finally, all tucked inside his nice, warm hole, Ronan snuggled up with his back to my front then covered us with the blanket. “Now be a good boy and watch the movie. Maybe when it’s over, I’ll let you come.”
“Wait, what?”
“Now, now, that’s not being a good boy at all. Should I sit somewhere else?”
He fucking would, too.
“N-No,” I said through gritted teeth. Hey, two can play this game. My hands slid from his belly, fingers teasing his neatly trimmed pubes. Not sure if he meant to or not, but that hum he just released was a tell all. Now it was a game of who would last the longest. “Oops,” I thrust up, “sorry, had to shift a bit.” Ha-ha, loved that shivery gasp it elicited. Though the more I teased, the harder it was for him to sit still, and it had us both on edge.
“Be good, I’m trying to watch the movie.”
“Really? What’s it about?” Ronan was full of shit.
“It’s-It’s,” he sighed. “Fuck if I know. Are you warm yet?”
“Ha-ha, I’ve been warm since you mentioned your new role this afternoon.” And another thrust, for good measure. He stilled, not the reaction I was hoping for, so it was time to up my game. Lightly trailing my fingertips along the inside of his thighs, goosebumps broke out across his flesh.
“I-I,” I was loving this stuttering, knowing I had him right where I wanted him. “You-you,” my fingers traced his balls and along his taint. “Warm. Supposed to be warm.”
