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Ronin won’t tolerate the distraction, his hand dips between s

My head drops back as I gasp and then he’s holding in to rake h his hair when he abruptly spins ht at the caet about the it very hard to even openat anyone, let alone the photographers Ronin’s fingers resu of the shirt buttons and I know this is the scary moment Up until now it’s just been a publicobscene

"Tell e"

I don’t even have to think about it I turnhis ear towards me I breathe out, and I feel him shudder as it tickles him like he just tickled me, then whisper, as softly as I possibly can, "Go"

"I’ to bare you to them, are you sure?"

"Go," I repeat

I expect hi off rasp the collar of the shirt and tug it slowly, fractionally, down one shoulder He leans down and nibbles , pulsating to the beat of rasping the back of his head This o wild at thisat Ronin upside down He claims my mouth and pulls one arm down and slips that half of the shirt off I pull ers are instantly there, flickingrowls, forcing my other arm down

The shirt slips all the way off and drifts to the floor

He clais the ainst it and then one hand is caressing my breast while the other travels down ht between ht actually be able to feel the pulsations against his wet fingertip

He flicksI have never felt before begins to build in me

The moan escapes my mouth and it is loud, but all I can think about is Ronin’s fingers as they play withready to break on the beach, rushing forward, building and building, just beginning to crest and--

"Stop!"

What?

Who the fk said stop?

"Ronin, what the hell are you doing? Rook, this is over now" Elise drapes a white robe over my shoulders and escorts me away from the crowd of people Everyone stares atopen as I pass

"What? What happened? I don’t understand!"