Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63866 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63866 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
"Ellie," he says, giving a small jerk, pulling my head back more. "Know what you're about to say because that door won't ever close again."
"You don't like closed doors between us."
"Fucking hate anything between us."
For a girl who loves her space and tends to isolate herself, it’s strange to admit this, but I also don’t want anything between Ronan and me. In fact, I want nothing more than for him to always be right by my side.
Oddly, that’s when I feel the most free.
Chapter Fifteen
RONAN
Iwait for Ellie to give me those words. I’ll stand here until my dying breath if I need to. I know she needs release. I can feel it in the way she shivers, the small sounds I don’t think she realizes she makes when I brush my hands across her, not so innocently.
I had gone to help Janet because Frank mentioned that she needed assistance, and I knew that once I got out of Ellie’s room with some space between us, my dick would calm the fuck down. It was short-lived. I was hard the second I walked into the house and her sweet smell filled my lungs.
“I want to please you.” Her words are a balm to my soul. They’re what I’m searching for. The whole world has eyes on Ellie and the things she can do. But her eyes are only on me. What more could I ask for from her?
My fingers untangle from her hair so that I can lift her off her feet. I claim her mouth with mine as I carry her over to the bed, laying her out underneath me. Ellie’s fingers dig into my back as she deepens the kiss. I rock my hips to drag my cock against her pussy. She lets out a small moan.
I break the kiss before this gets too out of hand. “No,” Ellie huffs, wrapping her hands around my neck to pull me back down to her mouth. I can’t deny her, not that. I kiss her again but hold my body up so she can’t try and rub her pussy on me to get off. “Come here.” She lifts her hips.
“Let go,” I order her. Her face scrunches, but she releases her hold on me.
She looks adorably sexy with her lips swollen from my greedy kisses and her hair a wild mass of curls from my fingers having been fisted in it. How the hell does she not realize what a fucking goddess she is?
I slip my hands under her oversized shirt, snagging her panties to pull them down her legs and off her feet before I then stand, going over to her desk and grabbing her chair. I move it to face the bed.
Ellie scrambles to her knees, my shirt she’s wearing riding up her hips, her legs tucked under her, her knees parted. This position causes her pussy lips to spread, revealing her tiny blushing clit, which is peeking out from its little hood at me.
It takes everything inside of me to plant my ass in the chair in front of her.
“Ro.” Her tongue comes out, swiping her bottom lip. “What are you doing?” She blinks, a lust-filled, dazed expression on her beautiful face.
“Take your shirt off,” I order her.
“It’s your shirt.” Tartness wraps around her words. I only stare at her. “Fine, but you too.” I don’t hesitate to take my shirt off, tossing it away. Slowly, Ellie pulls the shirt off, leaving her completely naked in front of me.
Sure, I’ve seen her naked a handful of times, but this is different. Ellie is on her bed, her thighs spread for me. Her pussy lips glisten, begging for attention. My mouth waters, wanting to pounce on her and suck that hard little clit into my mouth. To stroke it with my tongue until she comes against my face.
I’ve never given much thought to my appearance. I have tattoos I’ve gotten over the years. A few cover up scars. I’m simple when it comes to that shit. I wear boots with jeans and a shirt most days. I keep my hair buzzed short, and that’s about it.
I’ll shave every other day, but it ends there. The way Ellie’s eyes search over me each time I’m undressed around her makes me want to beat my chest, knowing she gets off on whatever she’s seeing.
“You with me?” I run my hand down my chest, her eyes following it.
“Body hair on men is underrated.” I bark a laugh. I’m not covered in hair, but I have a fair amount. Ellie slaps a hand over her mouth. “Thighs too,” she murmurs from behind her hand.
“Glad you approve, little fox.” Ellie drops her hand, making her tits sway. I already know they fit my hand perfectly. That only solidified that Ellie was meant to be mine and I hers.