panties that morning; I hadn’t been able to find them after the night before, suspecting them to be caught in the pool filtration system. Though I wasn’t sure since they could also be hanging from Ronan’s massive telescope… no innuendo intended. Mostly.
Goosebumps erupted up and down my thighs as Ronan’s fingers brushed against my bare skin.
“Like this?” I asked, trying not to let my voice whine as need grew within me.
Ronan hmm’ed as he leaned over me. I watched his fingers playfully walk closer and closer to my pussy.
“A little farther apart, I think,” he assessed seriously before easing my legs wider apart still.
He leaned over more, leaned over enough that I could feel his hot breath against my wet folds.
“Like this?” I asked again, this time failing to keep the greedy need from my voice.
Ronan’s tongue darted out and I whimpered against his cock.
“Yes,” he said, punctuating his words with nips of my sensitive inner thighs. “If my recollection was correct, it was just like this.”
I arched my back as he dove between my legs, his tongue expertly finding its way to my clit. I took his cock into my mouth and showed him how he wasn’t the only one who knew how to do mind-blowing things with their tongue. Ronan inserted a finger and then two as he flicked his tongue over my clit. I gripped his balls as I raised my head to suck him in deeper.
He made me come first, letting me rest only long enough to catch my breath before lifting me and placing me onto the edge of his desk. His lips crashed into mine as we tore at each other’s shirts. Buttons that Benson had just resewed onto my silk pyjama top burst free and rolled across the rug in the office. I tugged Ronan’s white t-shirt over his head. He emerged with ruffled hair and black eyes and with a low growl he pulled me from the desk, twisted me around like a frantic dance, and gripped my hips, hard.
I planted my palms flat on the cluttered desk and nearly pierced my lip with my teeth as he drove into me from behind rough and fast and hard, oh God, so fucking hard. He thrust into me and my tits bounced wildly until he leaned forward to grasp at them. I hissed as he pinched my nipples and pushed my ass harder against him. He bit my shoulder.
My moans were getting higher and louder as Ronan’s cock seemed to hit a place deeper and deeper inside of me each and every time. My palms were getting slick with sweat, just like every other inch of me, and I was struggling to keep myself upright. My knuckles turned white as I clung to the edge of the desk, that wave of bliss arching high again on the horizon. My hair fell across my face and my toes curled and still Ronan fucked me harder.
I was losing track of where I was, lost in that warm haze of damn good sex. My eyes roamed almost blindly over the desk as Ronan’s deliciously painful grip urged me forward and back, forward and back. Somehow, I was seeing everything while seeing nothing at all.
My head fell between my shoulders and I stared like I was high at the mess of things on the floor, fallen from the top of the desk.
I was close, super fucking close, the kind of close where your eyes are slipping shut to descend into that ethereal unknown, when something sort of snagged my vision. It was like a palm catching a splinter, a hose pricked by a nail, a silk torn by an out of place thorn. I’d been gliding along, smooth as Ronan’s thrusts inside of me, but now I was stumbling, and I couldn’t find my way back.
“Wait, wait, stop!” I shouted, reaching back to slap at Ronan’s thighs.
“What?” he panted, releasing his teeth from the sensitive skin between my neck and shoulder. “What is it?”
I pushed his sweat-slick chest back away from me as his hands slipped from my hips and he pulled out, stumbling backward.
“Delaney?”
I was so far gone that I couldn’t even manage to speak as I sucked in desperate gulps of air. Pins and needles pricked at the finger I pointed shakily at the floor.
“Delaney?” Ronan asked, worry tinging his voice.
Finally, I managed to catch enough breath to gasp one single question. “What the fuck is that?!”
Delaney
Ronan knelt with me, eyes wide and fingers reaching,