In Too Deep

ChapterTen

Chloe had cold beer in her fridge and she stood in her bedroom far longer than she should’ve trying to figure out what to wear. While she wasn’t planning to dress up, she wanted something sexy. But fancy lingerie might make Ronan think she was placing undue importance on this. She shook her head, grabbed a pretty matching bra and panty set, and slipped into a tank top and shorts. That way, she wouldn’t feel awkward if he wanted to have a drink first. And if fucking was first, these clothes could be quickly discarded.

She paced her living room. He didn’t live that far, but he might’ve been busy with Declan. She settled on her couch with her cross-stitch and let the pattern calm her. Of course, the project she chose to work on was not a Bible quote. This one said, “Thighs make great earmuffs.” She was debating if she should include a pair of women’s legs or just leave the saying. She focused on the thread and not the words because she kept picturing Ronan’s bearded face looking up from between her legs. Lord, she wanted that.

If his kisses were any indication, he knew how to use his mouth. She shifted. Clear head. Sew the pattern.

A sudden knock on her door had her dropping her hoop. She jumped up, picked up her project, and set it in her basket. A deep, calming breath, then she went to the door. She swung it open.

“You don’t even ask who it is?” Ronan asked.

“I was expecting you.”

“The lock on the exterior door is busted.”

“We’ve already called the landlord.”

He grunted. It should’ve irritated her, but it just made her hot again. He dropped a beat-up duffel bag beneath her coat hooks and shoved the door closed. He made a point of flipping the deadbolt. The loud snick made the point that it had not been locked before she let him in.

“Can I offer you anything?”

One brow winged up.

Her cheeks warmed. “Like a beer or something.”

“Or something.”

He closed in on her and part of her wanted to step away. Not out of fear—well, maybe a little fear—but because he was so much. She planted her feet and waited for him to be right up to her. She had to crane her neck to maintain eye contact.

“Did you do what I told you to do last night?”

She swallowed and nodded.

“What did you come up with?” He stroked a finger down the side of her neck.

“Just like that? You’ll do anything I want?”

His chuckle was low and dark. “I can’t imagine I’d have anything off-limits for you.”

Her thighs clenched. She stepped to him and rose on tiptoe to press her lips to his.

“Mm-mm. I want the words. Tell me.”

“I want you to fuck me and make me come.”

“That the best you can do? You were full of dirty talk last night.”

She smirked and stepped back. Another challenge? Dirty words didn’t scare her.

“I want you to kiss me all over.” She unsnapped her shorts and lowered the zipper. “Then I want you to settle your face between my legs and worship my pussy.” She slid the shorts over her hips and shimmied until they dropped. The muscle in his jaw twitched, but he didn’t speak, just stared at her movements. “I want to come so hard that I won’t be able to stand.”

She kicked the shorts away. “Then I want you to grab me and shove your thick hard cock into me and see if you can hit the right places to make me come again. Make me useless.”

One long step and his hands were on her. His large hand gripped her jaw. “I’ve got uses for that mouth.”

She laughed. “Only if it’s on my list.”

“Yeah, you got a mouth on you.”

“So make me shut up.”

And he did. He plundered her mouth with his. She was dizzy from the effect. Or maybe it was the lack of oxygen. Either way, she didn’t care. He backed her up to the wall and slid his hands under her shirt, pulling it up. He lowered himself and kissed across her chest and the swell of her breasts. She yanked the shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor to join her shorts.

He slipped her bra strap from her shoulder and licked a line to her collarbone. Then he peeled the cup down and sucked her nipple. Her head thunked against the wall.

“You okay?”

“Oh, yeah.”

He moved to her other nipple and gave it the same treatment. Then he sank to his knees and kissed wet, open-mouthed kisses down her stomach. He nuzzled her mound through her panties and she whimpered.

“Wait,” she rasped.

He gave her that same cocky look.

She smiled. “I want to be sitting for this.”

He rose to his full height. “Like the way you think. Unrestricted access.”

She glanced at the couch beside them. That wouldn’t do. Not nearly enough room for him. She tilted her head. “Bedroom’s that way.”

He took a half step back. Enough so she could move, but not so much that she could escape his touch. Once she turned the corner, she reached behind her and flicked the clasp on her bra. Her boobs were heavy with lust. When she got to her bed, she took off her damp panties.

Then she turned. “Where do you want me?”