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“Good girl,” I murmur in praise.

I place the condom I retrieved earlier on the bench and then pull her hips to me as she stands before me in offering. Her ass fits nicely in my palms as I glide my hands to cup and spread her cheeks. She cries out as I bury my face between her cheeks and devour her core.

Reaching around her body, I rub her nub with two fingers. I have her on her toes with her legs shaking in no time. I back off and start a trail of kisses across her ass and up the center of her back.

“Fuck, baby. Fuck,” she sings.

I reward her term of endearment with a slap to her plump backside. I watch it jiggle with a grin on my face. I’m so close to losing my restraint.

I know what her snug pussy feels like around me and can’t wait to feel it again, but I want her near insane to have me once more. I want her to remember I’m the only man who can do this to her. She will never want or need another.

“Ronan, please, I need you so much,” she moans as I dive back in.

I hum into her wet heat. While I rub her clit with one hand, I place my other hand right above her ass and rub her puckered hole with my thumb. When she doesn’t balk, I drag her juices up with my thumb.

She moans and I take that as an invitation. Slowly, I push my thumb in. She explodes right on my tongue.

I’m going to stop torturing us both. I back off and grab the condom to bite it open and roll it on. One day, nothing will be between us.

She’s the first woman I’ve had that thought with in nearly twenty-five years. Dean has quickly become important to me. I know when our worlds collide, it’s going to make us unstoppable together.

“C’mere, baby. Sit that tight pussy on me,” I say as I slide down and lie flat on my back with my hips hanging off the edge.

She squats back to lower onto me as I guide her waist. A loud moan releases from her lips as she stretches and opens around me. My grip on her waist tightens as I bare my teeth and groan.

“Heaven. This tight pussy is pure heaven. Ya have me, now what do ya plan to do with me?”

She tosses a leg over my thigh and begins bouncing on me. Wanting to keep that tight fit for now, I move her leg back between mine and begin to thrust from beneath. She’s so fucking wet.

“Ronan, oh fuck.”

“Ya like that? Is that what ya wanted?”

“Yes, yes, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”

“Aye, as ya wish, love.”

I sit up and grab her arms to pull them behind her back. I reach to loop one arm between the two of hers and grab her bicep. With the other arm, I reach around her and palm her breast.

I then pitch her forward and stand, pushing her toward the window once again. Hovering over her, I drill into her from behind. The sound of her screams, me moving in and out of her wet pussy, and the slapping of my hips against her ass is all that can be heard.

I have her coming in no time and I’m not finished yet. I meant what I said. I’m going to fuck her all over this apartment before the night is over.

CHAPTER24

Get Back

Dean

“This iswhy my pen is fire. Yes, Dean. Yes,” I murmur to myself as I sit at my desk in my office.

I’m back. I’m writing again thanks to Ronan and his insatiable, fine, domineering ass. For the last month, the man has been pounding my ass out every night. I have been to his home religiously after taking care of mom and her appointments during the day and getting some writing done.

My mom has been concerned about where I’ve been. I told her I’ve been hanging out with friends for book research. She may have bought that, but then she started in on me needing to settle down with someone who can inspire me, or at least look after me while I’m out.

I’m not ready to tell her about Ronan. I think part of the reason is because I haven’t come clean with him about my life. He has managed to distract me each time I’ve asked how he learned my true identity.

I haven’t pushed because things are going so well. Ronan doesn’t pry and doesn’t ask for much. I have seen glimpses of his possessiveness, but I can handle that.

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