KARA
We stumbled through the door and somehow made it into the lounge, pressing kisses onto every inch of skin we could reach.
It was dark, but we managed to reach the dark shape of the sofa, more by instinct than anything else. I collapsed back onto the cushions and Ronan fell on me like a starving man. He suckled on my lower lip, taking it between his teeth, and I gasped.
The gasp turned to a whimper as his hands slid up over my shirt, skating over my ribs, cupping my breasts. His touch felt so good. I needed to get closer.
Ronan moved back and grabbed my jeans, tugging them down my legs so there was nothing between us but my damp panties and his jeans that barely held in his erection.
Then he was back, kissing me, stealing my reason. But I had to tell him the truth...
“I lied,” I
