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I melted into the straps, completely boneless as the pleasure from my lingering release dissipated. My thoughts had grown thick and slow, and the world was muffled around me.

Ronan placed gentle kisses along my spine, drawing my sluggish attention back to reality.

“Look at you, being so good for me,” he said, and his lips brushed the seam of my ass.

“What are you doing?” I tried to move away from him, my knees squeezing into the bar that still held me splayed in front of him. No one had ever been so close. At the same time, a secret desire lit within me. I wasn’t ready to ask for it, but I wanted him to read it in me anyway.

“Do you trust me, Gwen?”

The answer was instant. “Yes.”

He hummed, and the sound vibrated through me. “That’s it, baby. Try to hold still for me.”

I tried. I really tried, but the second his tongue licked the seam of my ass, my entire body writhed, unsure if it wanted to be closer or further away.

Ronan took both rounds of my ass and spread them apart, giving him deeper access. His tongue ran around my rim in languid strokes, as if he’d be more than happy to stay there forever.

Every nerve in my body was alive and focused on his touch. I shook in his hold as he pressed the tip of his tongue against me and cried out when it breached inside.

It was hot and soft and like nothing I’d ever felt before, both foreign and amazing.

“Ready for more?” he asked.

At this point, I’d do anything he requested, no matter what it was. There was a freedom in giving myself over to him.

“Stop asking, Ronan. I want anything you give me.” It was the most honest I’d ever been. “I trust you.”

He turned me and kissed me hard. Then he rested his forehead against mine. “You’re perfect. You hear me? Perfect.”

My eyes stung, and he swiped a path underneath them, the metal of his rings cool against my wet cheeks. “You look pretty when you cry.” His voice dropped to a rasp. “I want to see you cry with your mouth wrapped around my cock.”

I was surprised by how much I wanted it, my mouth growing wet as I looked at the bulge in his pants. I reached for him, slipping the button through the hole, and pressed down his waistband.

“So eager.” Ronan helped me remove them the rest of the way, and his hard cock dripped precum where it rested against his stomach.

It took two hands to wrap around him, but I was hanging too high to reach him with my mouth.

“You want to go down, baby?”

I nodded rapidly and licked my lips as I descended, each inch bringing me closer to his length.

It seemed even bigger when it finally reached my mouth. The width made me question how it would fit.

“You can take it. I know you can.” He stroked my hair. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue for me.”

My eyes rolled back when he ran the tip of his cock over my tongue. I’d never thought I’d like the taste of cum, but I didn’t think I’d ever get enough.

“That’s it.” He dragged himself back and forth over my tongue, his very tip dipping past my teeth before moving out. “You’re doing so well.”

He caught my chin and forced my jaw wide enough to hurt. His thick cock filling my mouth all the way to my throat cut off any hint of protest. Closing my eyes, I moaned around him, sucking the best I could.

I’d only done this once before, and I wanted to do the best job possible. He began to rock in and out, letting me get used to it. Each time, he went deeper, nudging harder against my throat.

He groaned, his fingers digging in a little too hard, but I didn’t care. He could leave all the bruises he wanted, so long as he was making that sound for only me.

“Look at me.”

I snapped to him, and he looked down at me with pure satisfaction.