Page 23 of Gorgeous Nightmare

I put my slice of pizza down and reach over, squeezing her thigh.

“You better shut that pretty little mouth of yours, A,” I growl. “You’re not aninconvenience. And if I hear you say that one more time, I’m going to bend you over this couch and show you just how inconvenientI can be.”

The words tumble out of my mouth before I can stop them. But fuck it. She needs to know thatnothingabout her is a burden.

She’s a walking dream, made of softness and sparks, and I’d tear the world apart just to prove it to her.

CHAPTER 24

Aisling

Ilook down to where his hand is gripping my thigh, it’s not rough like Tyler's, it doesn't hurt like all the boys before. It feels warm and comforting, a touch my body doesn’t want to recoil from.

Placing my hand on his, I look up at him. He’s smiling at me, like always, that goofy smile breaking his rough exterior. A walking contradiction.

Fuck it.

My lips crash into his, my feral need for him making its presence known. I moan into his mouth, a plea for more.

Guiding his hand up my leg, he gets the message and takes control. My palms move up to clutch the back of his neck, dragging him deeper into the kiss as he uses his other hand to push me down flat on the couch.

The air in the room thickens, and all my focus is right on him. The way his fingers are trailing down my chest, making their way to the hem of my sweatshirt. The way his smell is seeping into my skin, imprinting itself into my memory.

My pulse quickens, and the ache in my center becomes needy… well,moreneedy if we’re being honest.

“Are you gonna take it off or just play with it?” I tease, referring to his fingers playing with the bottom of my shirt.

I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but this man can literally give me his babies at this point, and I wouldgladlytake them.

“Just because you're a couple minutes from having my mouth worship your pussy, doesn’t mean you getto be a brat,” he growls into my neck, nipping into the skin, which causes my body to jerk.

“I think that’s exactly what that means,” I groan, throwing my head back as he latches his mouth onto my neck, nibbling and sucking at the area like he’s trying to draw blood.

He pulls at the hem of my shirt, releasing his mouth from my neck. I whimper at the loss of touch before lifting my torso to allow him to pull my shirt over my head.

I yank my bra off and throw it across the room, baring myself to him. He looks at me, eyes full of hunger, as he runs his tongue across his upper teeth.

“I’m going to fucking destroy you, gorgeous. And you're going to beg me to do it again and again andagain.”

CHAPTER 25

Ronan

She stares back at me, a depraved little slut just begging to be fucked. She wants this as much as I do and fuck me, I’m so happy she does.

“Please fuck me, Ronan,” she whimpers.

And that’s all it takes.

I drop to my knees in front of the couch, then grab her hips before pulling her to the edge of the cushion.

“Have you ever had your pussy worshipped before, gorgeous?” I ask her, honestly curious, as I have her lift her butt so I can shimmy her bottomsoff.

“N-No,” she whispers shyly, like she’s afraid to admit it.

How fucking cute.

“What a fucking loss for them, princess. I’m going to eat you until there’s not a single fucking drop left.” I lift my palm to her center, and she starts to grind into me.

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