She tried to move past him, and he caught her arm. When she looked into his face, she swallowed hard at what she saw in his eyes. He wanted her, and damn if she could refuse if he touched her again. Ronnie wanted wild, hot, hard sex, and she wanted it from him.

“Is that really what you want, Ronnie?”

“No.”

It happened so fast she had only enough time to catch her breath before his mouth took hers in a kiss she felt clear to her toes. His big hands pulled her shirt over her head and again he took her mouth. Ronnie wrapped her arms around his neck and returned the kiss, pressing her breasts into his chest. Danny moaned at the contact.

He lifted her and sat her on the kitchen counter, his mouth moving down her neck to her breasts. He gave her no time to breath as he caught one nipple and drew it deep into his mouth, long lingering pulls that had her arching against him. When he moved to the other, she felt his fingers slide into the waist band of her boy shorts and rip the material away. Moisture flooded her at this show of domination.

Ronnie reached for his boxers and shoved them over his hips. When he stepped from them and his cock was freed, she took him in her hand just as he took her mouth again. His size was impressive, and she knew he would fill her deep.