-Amber-
After we returned home, we couldn’t even make it to the bedroom before our hands were all over each other. Ronan closed the door behind us, but I barely noticed. I was too wrapped up in climbing him like a tree, my legs locking around his waist as his hands pulled me closer. He grabbed the top of my dress, and I heard the fabric tear as he pulled it open, splitting it down the middle.
“Ronan!” I gasped.
“Always say my name like that,” he whispered in my ear before biting my lobe and trailing kisses down to my marking spot, sucking on it hard, causing me to gasp even louder.
Sh*t, that feels incredible! I ground against him even harder, craving release. My p*ssy throbbed, keeping me constantly on edge.
“We should go on more dates,” he suggested before placing me on the couch.
