“I’m on the pill,” she said, breathless.
I reached over to her nightstand and lifted a string of condoms lying on the wood. For a moment, she frowned in confusion, then a grin lit her face.
“Paige.”
I held them up. “Six,” I mused. “She has a lot of confidence in me.”
“How about you use one and get in me?” Beth asked, reaching for them.
I held them higher. “Tell me.”
“I want you inside me, Ronan. I want to feel that huge cock of yours.” Her breath stuttered. “Please.”
“Since you said the magic word.” I tore open a package, rolling on the condom. Beth pushed herself toward the middle of the bed, and I crawled up the mattress, settling between her legs. “Show me.”
She wrapped her hand around my cock, guiding me to her entrance. I groaned at her touch, the feel of her stroking me before she notched the head to her heat.
“Please,” she whispered again. Our eyes locked and held as I slid in. She was tight, warm, and perfect. I took my time, slowly inching forward, feeling the heat and perfection of her fist around me. She exhaled when I was seated deep within her, our bodies flush. I braced myself on my elbows, hovering above her.
“Okay, little bird?”
“More.”
I began to move. She tightened her legs around me, meeting my thrusts. I wanted to take it slow. Be gentle with her. But it was impossible. She felt too good, and I wanted her too much. I took her powerfully, my hips moving of their own accord. Deeper, harder, faster. She whimpered and moaned, grabbing my arms, digging her nails into my back, kissing me with a passion that made me dizzy. I slid my arms under her and sat up on my heels, sinking even deeper. She let her head fall back, and I ravished her neck, sucked her breasts, and rode her until she came. Pulsating around me, setting off my own orgasm. It exploded like a storm, obliterating everything in its path. I cursed and shook with the force of it. Gripped her to me as I rode it out. Fisted the curls I found so alluring on her head and kissed her mouth with a fury I didn’t know I possessed. She gripped me back, her nails sinking deeper, her pussy milking me for everything I had, closing around me like a vise until we were panting, exhausted, and sated.
I held her close. Felt her rapid heartbeat against my own. I kissed her head and mumbled words of warmth, worship, and affirmation. There was no doubt if I adored her prior to making love to her, my affection had grown tenfold.
I drew back, meeting her sleepy gaze. I kissed her once, twice, three times, then again. I kissed the end of her upturned, adorable nose and along the line of freckles. Then I laid her back on the mattress and withdrew, my body already objecting to being removed from hers.
I disposed of the condom and returned to the bed.
“Should I go?” I asked.
She lifted the blanket. “No.”
I slid in beside her, pulling her into my arms.
“Good.”
She nuzzled my chest and shut her eyes. In seconds, she was asleep.
It didn’t take me long to follow her.
* * *
Beth
I toweled my hair dry, using the damp fabric to wipe off my shoulders. I studied my reflection in the mirror, recalling last night.
Ronan’s passion. His gentleness. His demands. How it felt when he touched me. Kissed me. The way he felt moving inside me. The whispered, fervent word he repeated all night.
Beautiful.
He made me feel that way. I wasn’t too short. Too chubby. Too hippy. Too much effort. Too anything except—his.
We’d dozed for a while, then he’d made love to me again, this time slowly. Then again as the early light began outside my small window. This time, he took me from behind, easing into me, teasing my clit with his fingers as he pulled my head back to his, kissing me hard, swallowing my moans.
He slipped away while I was sleeping, but on his pillow, he left a piece of paper with a heart drawn on it. Somewhere in my sleep-riddled mind, I recalled the press of his lips on my forehead and low murmured words before the sound of my door closing.
I smiled at the memories. Ran my fingers over my lips, still feeling his mouth. Touched the small purple mark at the juncture of my neck that he had left. He’d seen it as well, grinning and touching his mouth to it in a soft kiss.
“Marked as taken,” he murmured.
Upstairs, I heard multiple footsteps, and I knew I had to get going. Evan had to go to school, I had studying to do, and Paige would have a million and one questions. I was grateful Lucy would be home today. I couldn’t talk much with her around. Plus, I was going into the restaurant early today. There was another large order for cakes, and I wanted to get ahead if I could. Mike promised there would be one free oven so I could at least get a few done. That would save me from some of the inquisition.