Page 34 of Hurts So Good
Mmmm…so fucking sexy.
Ronin stopped his rhythm and leaned into her side, peaking at her face. His hand was on her lower back and then slid down between her lush thighs. She began to grind on his hand—her chest heaving with pleasure as the breath moved faster in and out of her body.
“That’s my girl. Make yourself feel good.” Ronin’s arm strained as her hips rolled.Finally, he stood fully behind her, covering up my view. Fuck. Slowly, I moved to the side, watching him whisper into her ear. His other hand had made its way inside those sexy-as-fuck lace panties while Ari still held tight to her hands.
“Come for me, baby,” Ronin instructed, only loud enough for the four of us to hear. “Now.”
Her head kicked back onto Ronin’s shoulder with her mouth open in a silent scream. Her hips bucked forward once, twice, three times before her legs gave out. Reaching for her as quickly as I could, Ronin and I held her up until Ari removed the cuffs. Ronin scooped her up and carried her to one of the quiet corners in the far back room.
Settling her between his legs, he pulled her mask off and grabbed the fur-covered throw blanket, wrapping her up tight. She had passed out.
I settled down at the opposite end of the couch, and Ari curled up into my lap.
“My man, do you need anything?” I said.
Ronin smiled. “Nah. We’re good. She just needs to sleep this off.”
“Does she drop this fast all the time?” Ari reached out and wrapped her hand around a lower part of Tru’s body tucked under the blanket.
Ronin grinned. “Yes, she does.”
“Nice, man.”
“Yeah, she’s a natural.”
“Sir, are we going to play?” Ari’s pout was back.
“I don’t want to play, but I am going to fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to walk straight for days.” My body was wound too tight to do anything else. “So be a good girl and go get ready for me.”
Ari bounced off my lap, giggling as she scampered off.
Perfect.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Tru
Opening my eyes, I glanced up to see the bottom of Ronin’s face.
Where the hell was I?
Shifting my sight around, I saw Corbin sitting at my feet. He was chatting with a woman dressed in a way too skimpy maid’s outfit. Fighting the urge to roll my eyes at his stereotypical choice of uniform for his wait staff for the evening, I carefully moved my body just enough so that Ronin knew I was awake.
He and I needed to chat. He couldn’t do anything to knock me out during this mission. Pretending to pass out was one thing and a part of the plan, but using acupressure points to knock me out…No. Absolutely not.
Tossing the blanket off of my body, I turned to glare at him, making sure all Corbin could see was my back.
“What’s up, baby cakes? You feelin’ good?”
Narrowing my eyes, I reached up, resting my hand on the left side of Ronin’s face.
God, I wanted to slap him.
“I’m wonderful. Thank you.” He tossed out a chuckle because he knew, with one hundred percent clarity, that I was ticked the hell off. “My clothes? Where are they?”
“Aww, don’t cover that beautiful body?” Corbin’s voice drifted over from behind me, pissing me off even further.
Ignoring Corbin completely, I stood and stared down at my partner’s wrist. Ronin’s eyes followed mine. His watch told us we had five minutes before we had to begin placing our bugs throughout the space. Half of them were tucked into little pockets sewn into the bust line of my corset.