Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Giving in to the need that had slammed him since he spied her behind the wheel of her SUV, when she’d chosen to tempt fate and stop for him during one of the worst storms of the century, he reached around her to cup the far side of her face and bring her around to him.
Ronan held her gaze as he fumbled behind him until he placed his cup down on the bedside table. Then he settled his other on her face.
“I’m going to kiss you, angel.”
Those large brown eyes widened but she didn’t refuse him, he waited for any sign of fear in her expression.
If this was someone else, a one-night stand, he would have fucked her and moved on without really thinking about it. But this woman, she was his future, and he knew it. Refused to ignore it.
He’d given her fifteen seconds or so to say she didn’t want that. Nothing came so he claimed her mouth.
Soft pillowy lips parted beneath his and it was a fucking gut punch. Perfection. Her taste, feel, all of it. His cock jumped in his sweats and he would have adjusted it had he been willing to stop touching her. He wasn’t.
Slipping a hand around to settle against the nape of her neck, he tugged her closer to him. Better but not good enough. He reached down and sank his fingers into the flesh of her hips, keeping their lips pressed against one another. Ronan guided her over his lap, settling her core directly against the length of his cock.
Yes! Fuck yes!
Her nails scored along the side of his face as the kiss continued, deepening. Tongues dueling, stroking, dancing against one another. Vivyan rocked her hips, dragging her pussy along his cock. He clenched his jaw, desperate to bury his dick completely inside her.
Bare.
No way I’m coming inside this woman with anything covering me. She is it for me and I’m it for her. We will have kids and I want to fuck her raw.
Keeping one hand anchored against the nape of her neck, he took his other hand and slid it up from her hip to delve beneath her sweatshirt. Soft skin shot more lust through him as he continued to explore her sides and up her back.
Her moans made him fucking insane.
Ronan nipped her lower lip and pulled back enough to see the desire all over her face. “Christ, angel, I want to fuck you so bad.” Her chest rose and fell but she didn’t pull away from his touch. In fact, her hips continued to make those small motions which only fueled his own fire.
Her heavy lidded gaze remained on his, her lips parted and wet from his kisses, swollen. He loved it. Loved how his mark looked on her. Wanted to put it all over her. Everywhere. He craved to have it so anytime another male dared to look at her to see that she was his. Know that she was protected and claimed.
He gripped her neck harder and a small moan poured from between those plumped bee-stung lips. “You’re going to let me aren’t you, angel.”
It wasn’t a question.
She whimpered.
“Yeah.” He stroked his fingers along her skin as he moved his hand up higher until he could cup her breast. Hefting the heavy weight in his palm, he rolled her nipple between his index finger and thumb. Entirely focused on her and her responses, he paid attention to the way she arched her back pushing more of her breast into his palm.
His cock pulsed with anger and determination to slip between her thighs and make her scream his name.
“I’m going to spread you wide and fill you with my cock. I’m going to fuck you until you lose your voice and no other man will even think of touching you because my mark will be all over you.”
Flexing the fingers on his other hand against her ass cheek he pulled then dragged one finger down the seam, teasing the puckered skin there. She trembled against him as another cock-hardening moan slid from her.
“Then once you’ve come all over my cock, painting it with your wetness, I’m going to take you here.” He pushed the tip of his finger in her ass.
“Oh God…”
He clucked his tongue. “Not god, angel. Ronan.” He nipped her lower lip. “Ronan.”
In and out he moved the digit tip, not penetrating far because hurting her was the last thing he would ever want to do.
“I’m looking forward to the day when I have you on your knees, lips spread wide around my cock as you take me all the way down.”
She shifted on him again and he was pretty confident he could feel her dampness soaking through his sweats. There was going to be a wet spot on his crotch whenever he was ready to let her off his lap.