Page 9 of Wrong Number, Right Grizzly (Dial M For Mates #7)

NIX

I pulled away and stared into Ronan’s eyes. Both of us were breathing hard, as if the oxygen we were breathing in was so heavy it was an effort.

“I need to ask you what you want because I want to make love to you.”

He pulled my mouth to his and whispered against my lips, “Me too.”

I scooped him up and strode to the bedroom, smothering his face with kisses. Dumping him on my bed, I took in his body bouncing on my expensive mattress. He got up on both elbows and jerked his chin toward his crotch.

“Take off my pants.”

I didn’t need him to repeat the statement, and with the button undone and the zipper lowered, I yanked them off. Now I feasted my eyes on him and fixed my gaze on the bulge in his tight briefs.

His heavy-lidded eyes and his crooked finger that beckoned almost undid me. I inhaled, begging my arousal to cool it.

“You’re not finished.” Ronan ran a finger over the ridge in his briefs.

“Baby, I haven’t even started.”

He hissed and his chest heaved while his eyes followed my hands, and I walked my fingers over his thighs to his waistband.

“Do it.” He lifted his butt.

I didn’t yank them, but rolled them ever so slowly until his cock was revealed. And it was beautiful. Hard and yet the tip was soft and pink, and I ran my fingers over the slit and collected pre-cum.

Ronan trailed his fingers from the base of his length to the head, then back. He grasped the shaft and tugged. There was a sharp intake of breath from him and from me before he slowly glided his clenched fist over his cock.

I shoved his hand away and replaced it with my tongue, licking from base to tip and flicking the slit, savoring the pre-cum on my tongue. Rather than taking in his whole cock, I paid attention to the tip, sucking it and licking it like a lollypop.

Ronan shivered and got on his side. One hand crept over his hip and he showed me his hole, slippery with sticky slick. I licked my lips, wanting that slick on my tongue and my cock.

He pushed a finger into his hole. Then he added two more. A moan escaped his lips, and I was mesmerized as his fingers went in and out.

“My turn.” I wanted my fingers, tongue, and cock in his hole, not all at the same time, though I could try.

Using both hands, I spread his butt cheeks and eyed his hole. I longed to be inside him, and my fingers would be in there first. Or maybe my tongue.

He must have read my thoughts because he told me to stop overthinking and put part of me inside him. With a hand parting his cheeks, I inserted a finger, but Ronan demanded more. Two, then three, and he grunted and pushed back as I eased into him up to the first knuckle.

“Fuck me, Nix.”

I did. In and out, fast and slow, and I curled them back, making him whimper.

“Oh yes. There’s magic in those fingers.”

Ronan’s breath quickened as I finger-fucked him, and my breathing became ragged while he whimpered and fondled his cock.

“Now your tongue.”

He glanced at me over his shoulder and shook a finger. “No, wait. Not until you get your gear off. I want to see your cock.”

He tossed off his shirt while I slid my pants and briefs over my hips. Not bothering with my own shirt, I held my cock and pointed it at Ronan.

He grinned and nodded. “Oh yeah. It’s big and it’s going to be inside me. But now, your tongue.” He lifted his hips, and I trailed kisses over his soft skin before flicking around the rim and kissing the delicate flesh. I pressed against his entrance and he moaned.

“Do it,” he begged, and I slid my tongue in and flicked it, making Ronan tremble. “More please.”

He was stroking his dick while I was fucking his hole, and I went in fast, then slow before speeding up again as Ronan panted and his free hand gripped the bedding.

His body vibrated, and he jerked his cock in time to my tongue going in and out.

His shaking became more pronounced, and he spasmed.

He clenched around my tongue and shuddered as cum streamed from his cock.

I didn’t move until the convulsing stopped and his breathing was almost back to normal. Rolling him onto his back, I held him as he tucked his head under my chin.

“Can that be on the regular menu, please? Your tongue is some kind of wonderful.”

“I’ll make a note of that.”

Ronan undid the buttons on my shirt and told me to get rid of it. He splayed his fingers over my chest and twirled them around my nipple until it was rock hard. My body tingled, and I played with his hair, giving it little tugs so he’d gasp.

Heaving himself up, Ronan flicked the hard point, and I shivered. He lifted his head and a smile played over his lips. I tensed, wondering what he was about to do. He grazed my nipple with his teeth and then nibbled it before clamping his teeth around it.

I yelped, but the blending of pain and pleasure had desire licking at my skin. Ronan moved lower, licking, nibbling, and kissing a trail to my belly button. I squirmed and tweaked his butt, but he wriggled out of my grasp and licked along my length.

My chest heaved as I imagined him putting my cock in his wet warm mouth.

But he responded with a lazy smile and sat astride me, grinding his ass over my dick.

The slick spread over my groin, and the swishing of his skin on my arousal had me closing my eyes and focusing on the sounds and scents in the room.

“Hey, you wanna be inside me?”

My eyes snapped open. “Oh yeah.”

Ronan lifted himself up, just high enough so the tip of my cock brushed over his ass. I trembled as the anticipation built, and I whined that he was a tease.

“Oh, you poor baby.” He grabbed my cock and fell onto it.

“Holy shit.” He was so tight, I wasn’t sure how I fit inside him.

Ronan looked almost as surprised as me. He gulped. “I knew you were big but not that big.”

“Do you need a moment?” I trailed a finger over his cheek.

“Before I ride you like I’m a cowboy in a rodeo?”

Gods, he knew what to say to get me hot and bothered. “Something like that.”

He fell forward so his face was a hair’s breadth from mine, but my cock, as hard as it was, was firmly wedged in this snug channel. We kissed, then he pushed himself into a sitting position.

Clamping his knees on either side of me, he heaved himself up. I glanced at my dick, now glowing pink and coated in slick.

“Are you planning on staying up there?” His hole and channel were the perfect fit for my cock, and I longed to yank him down so I could fill him, but he was in charge.

He lowered his ass, taking me in to the hilt. “Like that?”

I nodded because he’d literally taken my breath away. But he had from the moment I met him and he would until I took my last breath and beyond.

I blew him a kiss, and he pursed his lips and sent me a smooch.

Lifting his ass, he took hold of my cock and smeared his fingers with slick before taking me inside him again.

“What am I going to do with this?” He wiggled his fingers at me, and I snatched them, taking all the slick for myself.

Ronan narrowed his eyes. “You’re a greedy boy.”

Without any warning I heaved him up and slammed him down onto my hard cock. Air whooshed out of Ronan’s mouth, and I gripped the soft skin on his hips as waves of pleasure battered my body. Desire coiled in my belly, but I tamped it down. I couldn’t come yet.

“Now I get to fuck you hard.” Ronan pressed back on my upturned knees and lifted himself up, taking me in before rising up again.

Gods, I loved being inside him, but more than that, I adored this man and wanted him in my life.

“You like me fucking you.” Ronan was up and down, pounding onto me, his breathy voice curling around me and ramping up the tension so I could almost see it.

Ronan’s eyes were closed as I filled him, and the sweat on the ends of his hair flicked over my chest. His breathing was coming in short sharp spurts, and he asked me to help him up because his energy was flagging.

“Always.”

His eyes glazed over as I hauled him up and lowered him. Heat radiated from my body as I focused on the sensations flooding over me. Ronan must have gathered his remaining strength because he rose up and fell onto my cock and again and a third time.

We whimpered and groaned as I relished being inside him and my coming climax. His head fell forward and he whispered he was close, so I took hold of his cock, bouncing on my sweaty skin, and I palmed it. One tug was enough to send him over the edge and cum streamed over me.

I was almost there, but I needed more friction, more of Ronan, just more. Heaving him up, I thrust inside him, and my climax claimed me, tumbling my thoughts while filling my body with warmth.