Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45131 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45131 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Her eyes narrowed, heat flashing behind her defiant gaze. I could see the sass building, the protest forming on those perfect lips. But before she could say a damn word, I raised a brow in clear warning. “You really want to test me right now, baby?”
My tone was edged with a promise of exactly what would happen if she pushed me. I had no problem spending hours pleasuring her without letting her climax.
Clara glared, but wisely closed her mouth again, her breath hitching as I deliberately leaned forward, dragging my tongue slowly from her slick entrance all the way up, circling around her clit without giving her the direct contact she craved. Her muscles tightened, frustration and desire warring openly on her heated face.
I kept my eyes locked firmly on hers, savoring the sight of Clara trembling, spread wide, and desperate beneath me. The pink hue spread from her cheeks down to her chest, sweat glistening on her smooth skin as I slid two fingers deep inside her tight, dripping pussy. Her inner muscles clenched hard around my digits, gripping me like she couldn’t stand the thought of letting me go, causing come to spurt from my cock.
“You gonna behave?” I demanded, my voice a dark promise of pleasure and torment.
She nodded frantically, her breath catching as her fingers curled tighter in the sheets.
“Yeah?” I pushed in further, teasing that sensitive spot inside but not giving her what she wanted yet. “Gonna be good?”
“Yes,” she breathed, her voice shaking with need. Her eyes were pleading, and her chest rose and fell rapidly. “Please, Ronan.”
I held her there for a second, just taking in her flushed skin, parted lips, and chest that was rising and falling too fast. Then I dropped my gaze between her thighs again, letting it linger.
“Now, who owns this pussy?”
Her cheeks burned hotter, but she didn’t look away this time.
“You.” Her voice broke into a breathless whimper, her thighs quivering as she arched her hips helplessly toward my hand. “It’s yours, Ronan.”
“Damn right,” I growled as I fucked her slowly with my fingers, deliberately holding her right on the razor-sharp edge of orgasm.
Her body strained toward mine, her hips attempting to buck against my hand, trying desperately to chase the friction I was barely giving her. Clara’s hands twisted in the sheets, her head thrown back and her eyes squeezed shut as her breath came in broken gasps.
“You want to come, Clara?” My voice was rough with my own need as I watched her face twist with the exquisite torment I was causing.
“Please,” she begged.
“Then tell me again, and I’ll let you come. Want to watch it drip out while you tell me you’re mine.”
“Yours,” she cried out desperately, her eyes flying open to lock onto mine, wild and pleading. “Only yours.”
“Good girl,” I praised, watching her hips jerk as my fingers pumped deep and relentless while I circled her clit with precise, merciless strokes. “Now fucking come for me, Clara. I want you screaming so loud there’s not a single fucking doubt in your head about who you belong to.”
She shattered, crying out my name as her body convulsed around my fingers, her release spilling hot and wet against my hand. “That’s my girl. Let me hear you.”
My thumb increased pressure on her clit, pushing her even higher. I watched as her juices slid down my hand and onto the sheets in proof of how thoroughly she belonged to me.
But I didn’t give her a chance to come down. The second her body started to soften, I moved my hand away and replaced it with my mouth. I couldn’t get enough of her. My tongue slid through her slick folds, gathering every drop I’d just pulled out of her, savoring the taste because it was fucking addictive. She was still shaking and sensitive, her hips jerking when I licked into her again. Slower this time, deeper, not letting her catch her breath.
“Ronan—” she gasped, her voice wrecked, her hands immediately tangling in my hair, trying to hold me there and push me away at the same time.
I ignored both, flattening my tongue before dragging it up through her center, from bottom to top. Then I did it again harder, loving how her thighs tightened around my head, the way her body reacted before her brain could catch up. She was so fucking responsive, every nerve lit up, each movement pulling another sound out of her that went straight to my cock.
“Still so fucking wet. Gonna give me another one, baby?”
Her answer was a broken whimper, her lower body lifting off the bed, chasing another orgasm even though she was still coming down from the last one.
I braced my hands on her thighs and forced her back down, holding her there as I took what I wanted, my grip firm enough to remind her who was in control. Then I wrapped my lips around her clit, dragging the sensitive nub into my mouth while my tongue flicked against it in short, punishing strokes. She cried out, her body jerking violently beneath me.