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I know a better way to keep us both warm.
Chapter Thirty-Six
OLIVIA
Naked and in love.
I smile as Ronan climbs on the bed, his shaft prickling my inner thigh as he comes on to me.
He looks into my eyes, and I know he is scavenging deeper into my heart, but he won’t find anything. When I left his family house all those years ago, I left my heart with him. It was always his to keep. I never took it back.
“Olivia,” he gruffs, then presses a soft kiss on my cheekbone. “I love you,” he says softly, “I have loved you all my life,” he rolls over and pulls me up to himself, planting my slick sex on his shaft. “I don’t know what to do aside from love you.”
I smile now, grinning, and my eyes are burning with tears. “Then do what you know how to do best,” the tears slip, “Love me, please.”
He catches a teardrop with his thumb, “You never have to ask, babe; it would be a death sentence not to love you,” he smiles, tracing his thumb from my cheek, down my neck and then down the curve of my breast. “How can I not love you?” He takes one nipple between his index finger and thumb. “It’s my destiny, babe.”
I nod, about to combust from his words.
It is one thing to love. It is another thing to be loved back by the person you would die for. It is the best thing in the world to be loved by Ronan Gallagher.
“I couldn’t love anyone after you, and honestly, I never even tried to,” he shrugs. “I have always kept myself for you and you alone.”
I nod again, more tears spilling.
“I love you, Ronan, I love you so much,” I sniff and lean down, pressing my chest against his, and he groans. “I love you,” I repeat the words like a chant, “I have always loved you and,” I press a kiss on his collarbone, “this time, I’m going nowhere.”
“I’m a lot more trouble than I was,” he husks, and I chuckle.
“You are worth it,” I kiss his collarbone again and he grunts, shifting under me to grind his erection around my center.
“Hmm,” he slips his hand to grip my butt cheeks. “So wet for me,” he guides my lower body with his grip so I’m grinding and smearing more wetness on his erection.
The straddling becomes more fluid with each grind, and I feel the heat in my stomach swelling and my sex pulsating, needing to be filled up.
“I love your body,” he swipes his tongue along my ear, and I shiver, the tease sending a shock of pleasure through me, “I love every curve of your body, my body,” he says, smacking my ass gently.
“Fill me up,” I’m close, and if he slides in, I might come from that alone. I lift off him slightly, guide his erection to my opening and then lower myself on him, gasping with pleasure.
Ronan groans, grips my ass and starts guiding my movements. I fall back forward, resting my body on his and my mouth on his collarbone. I keep riding him, feeling him n my sex.
I pick up my pace, my straddling turning short circles like I’m scribbling his name inside of me, using his shaft as a quill.
“You are doing good, babe,” he encourages me, “So good with the way you ride my cock,” he hmphs, “Too fucking good.”
“Mi amor…” It’s a moan elicited by the fullness of pleasure whirring inside of me. “Mi amor,” I grate his collarbone with my teeth as he pushes deep inside of me.
“I’m coming,” I scream, “mi amor, I’m coming,” the wave of the orgasm coursing through me is mind-bending.
I bite down on his collarbone, needing an anchor as the orgasm hits, making me shudder.
He doesn’t stop as he chases his release, and very soon, he is meeting me where he took me. I keep moving my waist, I can’t help it as I sputter nonsensical words and empty the both of us.
I ride on until I’m spent, and he has nothing left to give.
I collapse into him and dream the sweetest dreams of my life.
EPILOGUE
