Chapter 39

Delaney

“Oh fuck,” I moaned, as pleasure coursed down, consuming me. Every circle Ronan made with his fingers on my love button sent tremors of pleasure to my entire body. Then after a few rubs, he withdrew his hand. I had to bite my lower lip to stop myself from whining at the loss of his touch.

“Delaney,” he called in a raspy voice. I could hear him fumbling with his boxers behind me.

“Mmh?” I responded, eyes closed as my body buzzed with need.

“Do you…want this?” he asked hesitantly.

I responded by raising my right leg, hooking it behind his, as an invitation. The soreness I had felt after our sex session the previous night had already ebbed, and its place at that moment was heat pooling.

“Tell me to stop,” he whispered, pressing his chest on my bac