Chapter 52

Blair’s POV

I watched as Ronnell climbed over me, staring at my wet and clingy top. At this point, sweet butterflies had traveled all the way to my belly button. I was a mess, and I honestly didn’t care, and he either didn’t seem to care.

With a soft groan that seemed wild, untamed, and sexy escaped his lips, he drove down to my chest and sucked the cotton into his mouth. Another moan escaped my own lips, then he tugged my tank down enough for him to lap at my damp flesh.

If I had been more aware of anything other than how good he was making me feel, I might have paused to worry that he would end up running in disgust and irritation, but there was no room for that in my pleasure-drenched mind.

Ronnell buried his face between my breasts, his tongue dragging over my milky skin. His breathing was heavy, panting heavily over me. His erection prodded my inner thigh through his sweatpants, but he made no move to find relief in me. And that was good. I wasn’t