Ronan, who’s all man. Not a ghost, but a true living man, his cock invading my ass as it’s never been invaded before.
“Come again, Blossom.”
Electricity surges through me once more, picking up where the previous orgasm left off…
I squeal, I scream, and I turn my head from side to side, wailing.
Because this feeling—this ecstatic feeling of double penetration—the invisible bindings, the blindfold, the ghost…
It’s so pure and perfect, and I’m so happy to submit.
To submit to this man…
In this moment… I never want to submit to another.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Ronan
Mary hasn’t moved her wrists or her arms, despite the fact that nothing is holding her there. She’s bound by my will. By the invisible chains of our ghost.
I’m ready…
So ready to come inside this tight little ass.
I want to hold off, but—
“God, Blossom…” I grit out. “We’re both ready. We’re both ready to come inside you.”
I release into that tight little ass, my cock contracting, my balls scrunching, and with every pulse into her, I lose something of myself.
Something that I’m glad to give.
She will be mine. Mary. Blossom. Mariah Sandusky.
She will submit to me. Exactly the way I want her to.
She will be mine.
I stay inside her for a few precious moments, and then I pull out, keeping my trickery a secret.
Because, of course, no ghost was fucking her. No ghost was sucking on her nipples.
I laid the groundwork, and her imagination did the rest.
“Lie still,” I say.
I hate to leave her, but I must take care of her after anal sex.
I go to the bathroom, wash myself, and wash the toys I used. I bury them deep in my suitcase before I head back to the bed and slide the warm washcloth I brought over Mary’s ass and pussy. Then I remove the silk from her eyes.
“I’ve taken off the invisible bindings, Mary.” I take her arms, massage her wrists gently, as I would if she’d truly been bound, and then pull her up into a sitting position.
“You may speak now.”
Her eyes well with tears. “I can’t even believe it, Ronan. I can’t believe how incredible that was.”
“This is only the beginning, Mary. I will take you places you never dreamed of going.”