Page 58 of Married to My Grumpy Minotaur Boss

“Ronan—”

I twist, searching her face in the dark, my pulse spiking. “Do you need help sleeping again, Justine? You only have to ask.”

Her next breath is uneven. The scent of her pussy grows richer. Beneath the blankets, my cock has swollen to fully erect.

“I—is that allowed?”

Fuck good intentions. I roll until I’m hovering above her, caging her in with my arms on either side of her body, our faces almost nose to nose. “Why not? No cameras now. No audience. We’re both adults. As long as you know what we’re doing.”

She swallows. Her tongue darts out to lick her lips. I catch a glimpse of it because I’m staring so hard at her trying to map every line in the dark.

“What are we doing exactly?”

I lower my hips, fitting into the cradle of her thighs. Her breath catches. Her legs part until I sink lower. I have to fight to keep my voice steady. “Taking pleasure, Justine. Did I give you pleasure the other night? And on Rottager Island?”

She nods. “Y-yes.”

I roll my hips, letting the bulge of my cock rub her ever so slightly.

She whimpers.

“Then why not take more? Ask me, Justine and I’ll give you as much as you ask for.”

Her mouth parts on a silent moan when I rock my hips again. She’s close to asking. I can feel it. I smell it on her.

Please, let her ask me for it.

For some fucking obtuse reason this will feel better if it’s because she’s asking.

It’s been so long since I had any kind of release. I haven’t even felt the urge until recently. Now all that pent up energy is raging through my system.

“Ronan...” Her voice is shaky.

Mine is deep and gravelly with need when I answer. “Ask me, Justine.”

“Please!” The sweetness of that whispered plea does things to me I wasn’t anticipating. Of course, my cock surges against her. My balls tighten, so full they ache.

More than that, my chest tightens and a ball of warmth spreads inside me. God, a bull could get addicted to that sound from her.

“Please, what, Justine? What do you need? Tell me and I’ll give it to you.”

She rolls her hips restlessly, breathing already sped up. I want to push up her top to fondle her pretty breasts. I want to tug off those tiny shorts and plunge deep inside her.

“I need—I want you. Please.”

The feeling is mutual. I can’t stop the firm thrust of my hips which pushes my cock against her.

She gasps.

“Is this what you want? You want all of me tonight? Because I’ll be honest. I’m aching to give it to you, but only if that’s what you want.”

“God, yes.”

The whispered confession nearly undoes me.

She whines when I pull away, but it’s only to tug the shorts and panties over her hips. There’s no holdling back now.

Soon her moist little pussy is bared for me and I don’t waste any more time teasing her. I push her legs wide. She spreads them quickly for me. Then I dive in for my second taste, already knowing I’ll be hungry again for this tomorrow.

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