“Perfect.”
“You sure are,” he replied, winking at her before turning back to the task at hand.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Maeve
They had intended to eat out by the lake, but the rain had come out of nowhere, soaking them and putting out the grill before they could even get the steaks on it. They fled back into the house as the deluge soaked everything in sight.
“Guess we’re grilling these bad boys inside,” Ronan said, frowning down at the steaks he had pulled from where they had been thawing and marinating only moments before. He sat them back in the fridge and went to look in a nearby cabinet.
Maeve felt a surge of need come over her that would only be answered one way. She forgot about food altogether, instead walking over to him and pressing her rain-soaked clothing to his. She pushed up onto her tiptoes and kissed him.
“Maeve, the food . . .” he muttered in what might be the weakest protest ever uttered.
“Shush,” she replied, kissing him more fiercely.
They stood there, clinging to one another for a few moments before he finally gave up any pretext of holding back and scooped her up, carrying her to the bedroom he had recovered in yesterday and laying her across the freshly made covers.
His kiss was both new and familiar. She quickly lost control, kissing him with a mouth that knew only hunger for his. Their tongues danced a slow but passionate tango as if they could somehow consume one another that way.
His hands drifted away from where he had placed them on her breasts toward the buttons of her shirt and began unbuttoning them, stripping her out of the rain-soaked things. Her own hands reciprocated, unzipping his jeans, eager to touch him. He unsnapped her bra and slid it free of her, leaving her naked breasts pressed against him as she fumbled with the zipper of his pants.
She knew he could have helped, but he was obviously enjoying the way she was so desperate to get them off, loving the way she needed him so much. A man like him wanted to know she was the one who had to have him instead of the other way around.
She finally managed, pushing his pants and the underwear beneath them down toward his ankles and then standing back up to look at him. His cock was already hard, and she didn’t waste any time putting what she had wrought to good use. She slipped her panties off and lay across the bed, opening her legs to him, inviting him into her center, already glistening with desire.
She watched as he pushed off his shoes, simultaneously stripping away his shirt and stepping out of the pants pooled at his feet. Stepping toward the edge of the bed, he positioned himself between her legs but didn’t yet enter her.
Instead, he leaned forward, kissing her and kneading her breasts before tilting his body toward one side and placing his hand between her legs. His thumb found its way to her clit, pressing against it as he slipped it back and forth, teasing her.
Maeve responded by tossing her head back and letting out a guttural moan that filled the room. His mouth found hers again, creating an echo of her passion in his mouth as he closed off the sounds with another kiss.
Her hips bucked and jerked against his hand as her fervor increased, creating more and more friction. She was wet, slippery as he pushed one of them inside her. Her body trembled beneath him, her ass lifted high above the mattress to purchase what she desired. Then, she was shaking, her cries filling the room as he took his mouth from hers and let her fill the room with her sounds of joy.
“Please, Ronan. I want you,” she begged, and it seemed to be all he needed to hear.
“You’ve got me, Maeve,” he replied, positioning himself atop her and pressing what felt like the hardest erection she’d had in her adult life inside of her. He was normally big, powerful, but tonight he seemed like he was even more so.
“Yes. God, yes,” she moaned.
Her eyes closed, and her nails dug into the sheets on either side of her as he took his time, letting her tightness wrapped around his stiff cock. She only realized she hadn’t taken her pill that morning as she felt his heavy swell and the low groan in the back of his throat.
Fuck it, roll the dice.
Her entire body shuddered against his as she came with such force that she thought she might explode from within. Ronan sank deeply into her one last time, flooding her with his seed and seeming to collapse there as his cock slowly deflated inside her.
Finally, he rolled to the side and sighed heavily. “That was incredible.”
“Let’s do it again,” she replied, pulling him back into a kiss.