บททั้งหมดของ The Devil Owns Me Now: บทที่ 181 - บทที่ 190

Ronan’s POVAll I could think was running to Leon and crashing our mouths together, feeling his tongue slide inside my mouth and tasting him deeply, with my hands in his hair, pulling him closer while he grabbed my ass, lifting me up.My dad kept yelling. “Why did the bodyguards let this man through? How did they let him in here?”I turned my head a bit, glancing at Vakrez to see what he would do but he just shrugged, his big shoulders moving like it was no big deal, then went back to his plate. I started walking towards Leon and he watched me come toward him, his jaw clenching tight. Those dark eyes of his never leaving mine. But just as I got close to him, my dad spun around to face me, his face red and squeezed together. “Go to your room right now, Ronan! And lock the door! You're not allowed to come out till I ask you to!”I ignored him because who the hell was he to boss me around? All I could think was Leon and Leon alone. I needed him close to me. I needed to touch his chest

My aunt's words hit me like a punch and I could swear that everyone paused when she spoke. My mum’s eyes widened because she didn’t expect her to talk about it and Dad nodded his head like yeah, finally someone said it.I looked away from Leon quickly, heat rushing to my face as I glared back at Aunt, getting angry. What right did she have to talk about what was going on with me and Leon?“How about you shut up, respectfully?” I snapped at her, my voice sharper than I meant. I didn't care if it was rude. Did she have to say all that in front of Leon? Humiliate me like I was some kid with an abnormal crush? The truth is maybe yes, I had humiliated myself by clinging on to Leon when he walked in, in front of everyone when he was a married man. The thought crashed over me, sucking the air out of my lungs. My aunt’s mouth dropped open, shocked that I talked back to her like that. But she clamped it shut, thank God, and picked up her fork again, stabbing at her food. The table staye

My hands roamed up to his hair, tugging the short strands. He growled, the sound making my balls tighten. He pushed me back against the wall, the cool plaster hitting my shoulders.His body trapped me, warmly and his knee nudged between my legs, pressing right against my cock. I rocked into it, humping shamelessly, the pressure building low in my gut. “Leon.” I whispered into his mouth, but he swallowed the word, kissing me harder and faster.He broke away first, just enough for us to breathe, our foreheads touching. We stared at each other, our eyes hazy and chests heaving. My lips felt swollen and were tingling. I could still taste him in my mouth. “Fuck.” I breathed raggedly. I needed more. I lunged forward, capturing his mouth again. This time, I took the lead, nipping his lip and sucking his tongue deeply. He let me lead for a second, then flipped it, dominating again. His hand cupped my jaw, holding me still as he devoured me, his tongue thrusting like he was fucking my t

Leon leaned down, kissing my inner thigh, slowly and wetly, his teeth nipping the sensitive skin there. I shivered, goosebumps rising on my skin. His mouth moved higher, his breath hot on my balls, but he skipped my cock, going for my hip instead, sucking it hard and marking me there too. I whined, my hips lifting from the bed, but he held me down with one hand on my stomach, firmly. “Patience,” he murmured, then licked a stripe up my shaft, finally. Just once though, his tongue was flat and warm. I moaned loudly, my back arching. He did it again, slower this time, swirling around the head, tasting my pre-cum. Salty, I knew, but he hummed like it was the best thing. His lips wrapped around the tip, sucking gently, his tongue flicking the slit.I gripped the sheets, my toes curling. “Leon, more,” I begged, but he went slowly, taking me inch by inch into his mouth. Wet heat surrounded me, his throat relaxing as he swallowed me deeper. He bobbed his head slowly, his cheeks hollowing, o

I sank slowly to the ground, the tiles hard under my knees, water pounding my back. Leon’s cock was right there, inches from my face, veined and heavy. I looked up, waiting, and he grabbed my hair, fisting it tight. “Open your mouth.” I did, my mouth wide, and he fed his cock slowly, inch by inch, hitting the back of my throat. I gagged a bit, my eyes watering, but he held me there, his hips still. “Breathe through your nose. Take it all.” I tried, relaxing and swallowing around him until my nose brushed his pubes, his wet hair tickling. He groaned, his head back, water streaming down his chest.Then he started fucking my mouth with slow pulls out, then deep thrusts in, his hand guiding my head. It wasn’t fast or punishing, making me feel every slide over my tongue and taste of his pre-cum. I sucked hard, hollowing my cheeks, my tongue pressing the underside, but he controlled it all, tugging my hair when I got too eager. “That’s it. Suck like you mean it.” Minutes dragged and b