Page 35 of Deceit

“This is your engagement party.”

My stomach flips and irritation rolls through me. Wow, should I honestly expect anything different? This entire arrangement has been absurd from the start. I wouldn’t be surprised if I went out to breakfast one morning and stumbled into my wedding. Apparently, I’m not important enough to be filled in on little details like this.

We’re silent for several seconds before Ronan speaks.

“He doesn’t deserve you. He never should have left you like that tonight and shouldn’t be treating you like he has.”

I shrug, breaking eye contact with those hypnotic blue eyes as I stare out into the laurel greens and pops of color woven between them.

“When my father told me I was betrothed, I didn’t anticipate meeting the love of my life or anything, but I’ll be honest, I expected to be treated with the minimum amount of respect,” I laugh bitterly, shaking my head as I do.

His palm slips underneath my chin, tilting my head to face him as he cups my face tenderly.

“You deserve so much more than that. You deserve…everything.”

I smile sadly, sinking into his touch.

“Even if I did, I’m not sure that’s in the cards for me.”

Ronan’s eyes flick back and forth between my own before they move down to my lips. I feel myself moving closer to him, inch by inch, and he doesn’t stop me. In fact, when I’m just a hair’s breadth away from him, his grip on me tightens before he closes the remaining distance between us.

All at once it’s like fireworks and ecstasy tearing through my body, as his pillowy soft lips press against my own. His hand adjusts, forcing my head to tilt back and he takes full advantage of the new position, deepening the kiss as his tongue swipes against mine. I can’t help but moan against him, my hands blindly reaching for him.

With each stroke of his tongue my pussy begins pulsing. Before I know it, I’m being lifted up and over him, settling down on top of his lap. My thighs easily straddle him and the slit in my dress allows me a lot more freedom than other dresses would.

I whimper when I feel his hard cock rub against my quickly dampening panties. Ronan’s hands grip my hips, guiding my movements as he begins grinding me against him. Soon I don’t need his guidance though, as I continue to lose myself in our kiss and use his body exactly how I want, how I need.

He breaks away from our kiss, cursing roughly as he speaks into my neck.

“Christ baby, you’re fucking soaking my pants.”

“I’m sorry,” I pant as I continue my movements, angling myself so my clit is perfectly stimulated against his cock.

“Don’t be,” he practically growls. “It’s so hot. Ride me, baby. Make that pretty little pussy come all over my suit.”

I feel myself spasm as I increase my motions, another moan slipping out of my mouth. Ronan cups the back of my head with one hand, crushing our lips together once more. His other hand grabs my ass, forcing me to grind against him harder and faster. Just when I think it can’t possibly feel better than this,I see white. Literally, my vision flashes and for a moment I’m completely blind.

Pleasure rips through my body like a hurricane, and the only saving grace in containing my screams is Ronan’s tongue that is currently tangled around mine. That euphoric feeling pricks against every inch of my skin, all the way from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. I can hardly even catch my breath as our movements stop and he slowly pulls away from me, lust clouding his normally bright blue eyes.

Confliction passes across his face, and he opens his mouth to say something before we hear the sound of the door open from the balcony. We both still before I quickly scramble off his lap. Ronan goes to stand, quickly wiping at his mouth to remove my smeared lipstick. I lean over to look into the reflection of the fountain, using it as a makeshift mirror, as I clean up my makeup and reapply some more lipstick.

When I’m finished Ronan is watching me with a look that is significantly colder than before. I go to open my mouth and ask him what that was about? What does it mean? What happens next? But I don’t get the chance.

“You should get back to the party. You’ve been gone for too long. After all, you’re the guest of honor.”

Hurt stabs through me that he’s very clearly trying to brush me off, but I don’t let it show. Instead, I raise my head a little higher. Stridding back in the direction that we came from, not giving a damn if I get lost in the process.

Surprisingly, I make it out of the gardens easily enough as I slip inside the party. The noise is overwhelming with sounds of music, laughter and the clinking of glasses in cheers. My eyes land on Bridgette and a few of her friends. I’ve already had a less than stellar day and I’d rather not have an encounter with them.

There is a door to my left and I quickly dip inside before they can see me. I glance over my shoulder relieved when no onefollows after me, until I hear a breathy moan. My head whips around, meeting the eyes of Liam. He’s leaning up against a large kitchen island with his hands braced against the counter, pants around his ankles and not one, but two mouths latched around his cock.

For a moment, I’m frozen in place. A woman in the caterer’s outfit is on her knees beside a man in a matching outfit. I can’t tell who is enjoying themselves more. All three of them look to be having the best time. My eyes come up to Liam only to find him watching me with a knowing smirk, before his eyes roll into the back of his head. He drops a hand to the man’s head, pushing on it encouragingly before doing the same to the woman.

For some reason, instead of being embarrassed and ashamed of walking in on such a private moment, I’m incredibly turned on. A part of me wonders how long I could stay here and just watch them. According to Liam’s smile, I’d probably guess the entire time.

Logic wins though, when I consider what my father would do if he found me in here. If anyone found me here, they’d assume I was part of this. The rumor mill would run rampant. So, I quickly turn on my heel, not giving them a backwards glance, as I slip back out to the party.

Chapter Fourteen

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