Vivienne's POV

“Yes,” I managed to gasp, my voice a ruined, breathless sound. Ronan had shot me a rhetorical question, but for some strange reason, I still found it in me to answer.

Maybe the lust coating my entire being was what spurred me on. Whatever it was, I didn't matter. All that mattered was that I got what I wanted in the end, and right now, that was Ronan's cock stuffing me and fucking me to ecstasy.

My legs, still trembling and slick, dangled off the table and collapsed ...