JUNE;
I parted my legs like an obedient girl, back on the bed, head buried against the pillow. Ronan stood before me, his eyes dark, chest rising and falling fast.
“Damn, June,” he groaned. “You’re soaked already,” he pulled off his white polo at once, flung it aside. Exposing his fully carved chest and abs. Hard n*****s stood in that way, like they were pointing straight at me.
Cool breeze brushed the insides of my thighs, making my c**t throb even harder. I should be ashamed right? But I wasn’t, the alcohol had stripped every ounce of shame off me. I parted my legs wider, beckoning him, even though I had no idea what this first time would be like.
Ronan’s body hovered over mine, as his lips found mine again, his hand trailed under my shirt, rubbing my warm skin till it stopped just a
