Ronan was slow to put me back on my feet. Nothing about the way he was holding me was professional, and we both knew he wasn’t respecting his own boundaries, let alone mine. I felt how bunched his muscles were, how tightly he held himself. The thing about tension was, it either had to ease or something was going to snap. “Fine. Ten minutes, then I’m taking you home.” He bent forward to drop me, careful not to drag me over his dick. But I’d already felt it hard and thick on the back of my thigh while I’d been dangling. He couldn’t hide his reaction from me. From the feel of it, it really was a
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