Page 18 of Merry with a Ranger

Instead, I watched her lashes sweep over her blush-stained cheeks as she explored me like we never got to do back then. Before our worlds were thrown into a maelstrom of uncertainty and separate hells.

My breath shuddered from my lungs as I scratched vicious patterns into my scalp where she couldn’t see, desperate to wrap my hands in her hair and fuck her pretty little mouth until she sobbed and choked for me. But I promised I’d let her have her way, and I was a man of my word.

For now.

Bonnie graduated from exploring my thighs and everything below my cock with her tongue and hit the main event, fitting as much of me in her mouth with one swallow as she could.

I swore I drew blood on the back of my neck. A long hiss burst from my lips as my legs stiffened.

She broke her concentration, looking up at me, her mouth stuffed full of cock, lashes obscuring her eyes as her tongue flicked over my cock head. My balls drew up painfully tight as I willed myself not to paint her tongue with my seed, desperate to feel her sink down on me once she finished torturing me.

Finally she released me, her lips pinched. “Am I doing it wrong?”

I released my hands from behind my head, relieved to see no blood caked beneath my nails, and crooked a finger. “Come here,” I ordered softly.

She crawled up my body, hovering over me. Her hair draped across my shoulders, tight nipples grazing my pecs. “Tell me what I did?” she begged prettily.

I caught her chin in a firm grip. “What you did was nearly make me come in your mouth, love,” I admitted, freeing up my other hand to swat her ass.

She squealed in a delayed reaction. “Nash,” she gasped a breath later, clawing my shoulders.

I smirked. “What, daddy never smacked his princess?”

Her gaze lowered. “You know he didn’t.”

I found her glorious tits and toyed with them until she panted, twirling the nipples between forefinger and thumb and tugging her closer. “That’s alright, Bonnie. I’ll pick up what’s been left out. Make sure you’re looked after. You need another?”

I pinched her nipple slowly, not too hard, but hard enough. Letting her feel the pain develop, I kept a hold until a second after my name left her lips again.

Hesitant, she met my eyes again and nodded, just once.

I urged her closer and tucked her into my body, sweeping my hand over her ass where I spanked her before. When she breathed out, I planted my palm in the same spot, a little softer on her already warmed flesh. She didn’t jolt as much this time, but her heat increased over my groin.

“Say thank you,” I murmured against her cheek, tasting the dampness of her tears. “It’s okay if you need to let it out. You’ve been living a fucked up little life, love. Anything you need, I promise I’ll give it to you.”

“Thank you, Nash. Maybe, just one more? The other side. Please,” she added belatedly.

“My pleasure.” I kissed her sweetly for begging so well, sliding my tongue along hers, then drew back to watch her face as I spanked her hard on the other side.

A single tear trickled down her cheek as she trembled for me and let out the most beautiful, relaxed sigh.

I swept the salty drop back with my thumb, pressing her tear to the corner of her lips. “Taste, Bonnie. That’s your freedom. What you take,” I reminded her. “Every step you get is for yourself. Can you breathe?”

I held her close, wanting to roll us both and slide inside her, but I promised her, and dammit that oath was gonna kill me.

“Yes,” she whispered. “It’s not so impossible now.”

“God, you’re fucking beautiful.” I kissed her again, arranging her how she was when she started. “You said you had a fantasy. I can take over if you need. Whatever you want, Bonnie.”

Her hands played with my stomach, tracing over the scars there, some of the old knife and bullet wounds I earned in service. Some cops went years without drawing a weapon. I put myself in the line of fire the moment I earned my badge because I couldn’t sleep at night if I drove a desk all damn day. Lost thinking about her, never allowed to investigate her case.

Until now.

And all I wanted to do was take her away from it all, throw my career away and run with her somewhere nothing else mattered but her freedom.

Fuck it, after Christmas I might do it anyway. The whole vengeance thing no longer mattered anywhere near as much as it did when I arrived at Love Beach. The box of files under my bed burned a hole in my back as she straddled me, some of her confidence regained with her glowing behind.

Bonnie let me grip her hips this time, helping guide her as she caught my cock in her hand and raised herself over me, then slid down my length, her heat enveloping me until we both moaned, entangled in each other’s arms.

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