Moonlight bounces off Ronan’s smile as he grins. He digs his elbows into the bed, pushing his shoulders off the mattress. His eyes sparkle. “You’ll do, too.”

He shifts closer, the spicy scent of his aftershave teasing my senses as he trails a line of slow kisses along the side of my neck. The touch causes the pulse point just below my jaw to beat wildly as his mouth makes a lazy downward descent until it reaches the sensitive spot just above my collar bone.

“Not that you’ve let me see all of you,” Ronan whispers against my skin. He nuzzles my bra strap. “One of us is still overdressed.”

I reach behind me and undo the delicate clasp that holds the ends of my bra together. The straps slide down my upper arms before catching on my bent elbows.

“Pretty,” Ronan growls.

Propping himself up even higher on his elbows, he captures my mouth with his, our tongues tangling as his hands cup my breasts, his thumbs rubbing lightly against my nipples, causing the rosy flesh to constrict into tight buds. Liquid heat, hotter than anything I’ve ever felt before, floods my body as I lean into his kiss. My fingers tangle in his hair, holding him in place as I squirm toward him, desperate to get even closer.

He catches my lower lip between his teeth, biting down just hard enough to send vibrations of pleasure zinging through me. Moisture seeps from my core, soaking the panties I’m still wearing.

Groaning against his mouth, I throw one leg over top of him, straddling his upper thighs.

His cock, proud and hard, presses against my belly. I loosen my grip on his hair, letting my hand lower, moving it in the direction of his dick, fully intending to give him a hand job he’ll never forget, but before my fingers have a chance to so much as brush against him, he wraps his long, strong fingers around my wrist.

Ronan breaks the kiss and leans back. Passion and desire darken his eyes as they capture and hold my gaze.

“Cassie—” His voice is about two octaves lower than normal. “Are you sure this is what you want? Really sure? Because if it isn’t—” He takes a shuddering breath. “—I’ll stop right now and go back to my room.”

If anyone had said that I’d be naked with a naked guy in a hotel room bed, and that he’d be questioning whether I really wanted to have sex, I’d have thought they were delusional, yet that’s exactly what’s happening.

“Tonight is one of those nights when I just want to have sex. Since I want to have sex with something other than my vibrator and you’re available, I brought you here.” I hold Ronan’s gaze and speak as clearly as I can. “The only thing you should be worried about right now is whether or not you’re going to be able to keep up. But if you’re really worried about hurting my feelings, you’re free to go and I’ll just break out my vibrator. Or maybe I’ll wander down to the hotel lobby. There’s usually someone around who doesn’t object to one or two rounds of casual sex.”

Ronan flinches, honest to God flinches, at my words. For a split second, I think I’ve gone too far, that he’s going to roll out from under me and stalk out of the room.

Instead, he cups my cheek in the palm of his hand. “Just so long as you know that this is what you really want. I’m not trying to put any pressure on you.”

I bite his thumb. He inhales sharply before I release the digit.

“Minx,” he says. His fingers close more firmly around my breasts, massaging them, each movement of his magic fingers sending white hot bolts of pleasure racing through my blood stream until they connect with every single one of my body’s pleasure points.

“Mmmm.” I close my eyes and let my head loll against his shoulder. “I’m tempted to let you do this to me all night long.”

“I can think of worse ways to pass the time,” Ronan murmurs in his black velvet voice.

“Maybe. But that hardly seems fair, now does it?” I tug my hand free from his now lax fingers and cup his balls. “I shouldn’t be the only one having all the fun.”

My touch causes Ryan’s hips to buck and twist, the sudden movement nearly dislodging me from his thighs. “God, Cassie. A little warning.”

“I like the element of surprise.” I move my hand from his balls to his cock, curling my fingers around the shaft. It’s even thicker than I’d imagined. I love the feel of it, steel covered in silk. Pulsing with life. I trace my finger along the engorged vein, causing it to jump.

“Two can play this game,” Ronan growls.

I grin, amused by how a few simple touches have managed to make him completely forget about his reservations.

A split second later, Ronan’s long fingers find my clit, touching it through my silk panties. The smile fades from my face.

Sweat races down my spine as I thrust my hips forward, silently demanding that he keep playing with my clit as my hand slides up and down the length of his cock, moving faster and faster. The muscles in my lower belly clench, bearing down, even as my pussy weeps. It wants more. It wants to feel Ronan inside of me, and sooner rather than later.

Ronan’s breath streams against my skin, cooling my overheated flesh as he balances on one elbow and bows his head, catching one of my diamond hard nipples between his teeth. He holds it in place; the pressure is pleasure tinged with just the slightest bit of pain. His tongue lashes back and forth across the tip. Fireworks erupt behind my eyelids.

“Ronan,” I gasp as a few drops of pre-cum spray onto my belly.

Ronan’s hand leaves my clit, the loss almost making me sob. He curls his fingers into the elastic waistband of my panties. With a single smooth yank, he tears them off my hips, the silky material shredding like it’s nothing more than tissue paper.

“Hey,” I yelp, watching as the thin material arcs through the air. “I liked tho-Oh!”

Ronan slides his hand between my soaking, womanly lips as his teeth and tongue continue to torment my poor nipple. He pinches my clit between two fingers, rolling it back and forth, sending wave after wave of white hot pleasure singing through me.

“Oh God!” I squeeze my eyes closed and give in to the sensations Ronan is triggering. My hips rock back and forth, silently encouraging Ronan to keep playing with my clit as intense pressure builds within me. I bear down, preparing for the orgasm that’s building far faster than I ever imagined possible.

I’ve had sex before, a few times, but nothing has been as intense as this.

Ronan probes my entrance with his thumb, his nails pressing against the delicate, swollen flesh, triggering a flood that soaks his hands and creams the inside of my thighs.

I bite the inside of my cheek and brace myself for what’s to come.

His thumb sinks into my body, scraping lightly against my inner walls.

My hips twist wildly. My back arches so violently, my ass scoots along the tops of Ronan’s thighs, seating me practically on top of his engorged cock, which flexes and bucks in my hand, surprising me. I’d forgotten I was holding it.

“Fuck!” I barely recognize the sound of my own voice as the cry rips free.

“Not quite yet, babe.” Ronan’s mouth bends into a lecherous smile as he transfers from my left nipple to my right. “But soon. Trust me, you’ll know when it happens.”

His thumb hits my G-spot at the exact same moment that his teeth close around my previously neglected nipple. And that’s all I can stand. My orgasm rips through me with all the violence and heat of an exploding volcano. My body convulses as my mind shuts down. The only thing I can do is ride it out.