Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 57891 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57891 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Maybe it’s because I’m on the verge of losing my job, the one I worked so hard for.
Or maybe it’s because she agreed to this charade of being my fiancée that I need to be inside her.
So many emotions fuel my desire to thrust balls deep inside her. I don’t try to control it or understand it. It only fuels the fire brewing inside me to make her scream out my name.
This may not be the right time, but I don’t give a fuck.
She said yes, and that’s reason enough for me to lose myself inside her.
I need her, and that’s all that matters to me.
Pressing soft kisses up her neck, I confess, “You have me questioning everything about myself, Brooklyn.”
She sucks in a breath, realizing the sudden change in my demeanor.
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?”
She peeks up at me through her lashes, simply questioning, “How do you go from zero to a hundred?”
“You’re my fiancée now. I’m just taking what belongs to me.”
“Oh yeah?”
I nod, kissing her lips once again.
“Then show me.”
I reach up, stroking the side of her cheek. Her face leans into my embrace. Shifting my hand to the back of her neck, I tug her closer to my mouth. Her lips find mine, and what starts off as a peck turns into something else entirely. Taking on a life of its own. I open my mouth and seek out her tongue, and it’s fucking explosive. We explore each other’s mouths. Our tongues twist as we taste one another. It feels amazing.
She feels amazing.
But like everything with Brooklyn, it quickly moves on its own accord. I grip onto the sides of her face, kissing her more aggressively than before. All the buildup and stress of the day has been just fucking foreplay. Having her at my mercy is better than I imagined.
My fingers move down her chest in an agonizing motion. She holds her breath as I cup her breasts, softly kneading them while still devouring her mouth. Nothing can prepare me for this moment.
Her moaning.
Panting.
The way she rocks her hips on my hard cock.
Our legs entwine, rubbing together and moving all around. I kiss along her jawline and her neck, then deliberately make my way back up to her lips. I no longer have any control over my movements.
“Fuck … Brook,” I rumble into her mouth. I press my hand over her throat. “There’s only so much restraint I have left for you.”
Her eyes widen. “Yes…”
My restraint snaps.
Loud and clear.
My eyes glaze over like a possessed man as my jaw clenches. My thumb glides over her mouth before I growl, tearing at her dress.
“Hey! That’s my dress!”
“I’ll buy you a new one.” With that, I rip it off.
Until all she’s left in is her panties and bra.
“Christ, you’re fucking gorgeous.”
Unable to hold back, I strip her naked, leaving her bare in front of me. I take her in—from her luscious breasts to her tiny waist to her captivating fucking hips and legs until my greedy regard finds her pussy.
“Brook, do you have any idea what I’m about to do to you?”
Her eyes light up, big and bold, luring me in even further.
Not waiting for her to answer, I drop to my knees. “You have the prettiest fucking pussy.”
I have no intention of stopping there. I’ve only just begun.
“Your scent is fucking addicting. You know that?”
Her breathing hitches, waiting for my next move.
Her legs tremble.
Her body shakes.
Her hips sway, baiting me to continue.
“How should I make you wet first? Should it be with my fingers? My mouth? Tell me how I should make you come.”
“Any way you want me …”
She moans as I slide two fingers inside her warm, welcoming heat.
“I’m going to make you come down my hand by finger fucking you right … here.” I push on her G-spot, not letting up. Her head falls back with her leg on my shoulder.
“Ronan… please…”
“Begging me won’t give you mercy. If anything, it only triggers me to do the opposite. Now the question is, should I make you come or make you wait? Because all I have to do is push back farther and hit … right … here…”
“Oh God! Don’t stop… Please … right there … don’t stop…”
“You feel that, Brook? That’s me finger fucking your G-spot.” Moving my fingers back and forth, I get right up in there.
Faster.
Harder.
I give her everything I have.
With the palm of my other hand, I stimulate her clit from side to side, never letting up on my assault inside her.
“Yeah... just like that…”
It doesn’t take long for her to do exactly that, screaming, “Ronan!” in pure abandonment. She comes so fucking hard, she almost pushes my fingers out.
I allow her to ride the wave of ecstasy before huskily groaning, “Now we can get to my favorite part.”