He took off and I heard the sound of a drawer opening, then closing. While he was gone, I rolled over and took the lube from my nightstand. Ronan returned and lay on my bed, legs spread as he touched his rim, and my mouth dried.
“That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“That’s my line,” Ronan said with a tense smile.
I wondered about his nerves. “Are you sure? I don’t mind—”
“I want you in me. I-I had a bad experience the first time I let someone fuck me. He wasn’t really a boyfriend—we were only fooling around. He squirted some lube and stuck it in me. Hurt like hell, and I told him to get off, but he didn’t. He told me it was supposed to be like that and that it would get better. Except it didn’t. And after my accident he disappeared.”
Shocked, I bent and kissed his fingers as they played with his rim, and heard his gasp. “How does that feel?” I kissed him again, let my tongue run along his fingertips, touching the sensitive opening until he lay quivering.
“Incredible. I knew it would. I want to feel you. All of you.”
My heart fluttered, and I moved up to press my lips to his as I slowly inched a lubed finger past his tight rim, feeling its velvet heat clasp me. “I’ll be gentle.”
Ronan nodded, but I could see his mind was spinning. I kissed him hard until he gasped and began moving in sync with the slide of my finger. “Oh, yeah. That feels good.”
“I want to make you feel better than good.” I pushed my tongue into his mouth at the same moment I added a second finger. He groaned and widened his legs. Our kiss turned heated, and soon I knew Ronan was lost in a world where all he could think of was the movement of my fingers. “That’s it. Feel it? I’m going to put my dick in you now.”
Wild-eyed, Ronan licked his lips and panted. “Do it. Stick it in me.”
“Oh, no. We’re taking it nice and slow.” I rolled the condom on and ran the head of my cock over his opening, then pushed only an inch inside him. Every instinct in me wanted to shove it in hard and give him a good fucking, but I refrained, moving slowly, careful to look for any sign from Ronan that he wanted to stop, but all he did was pant and urge me on.
“Yeah, oh my God, this. Please, please, come on, Gabriel. Do it. More,more.”
The heat pouring from him, along with the steely grip on my biceps pulling me forward, was the best indication that Ronan was loving sex this way. His head thrashed on the pillow, and a deep red flush crept over him.
“Feels good?” I loved seeing him so uninhibited and free. Ronan held so much inside, and I needed him to finally let go. “I’m ready to jump. Let me make you fly.” I began with shallow thrusting that soon turned into a deep, hard pounding. Ronan moaned and locked his ankles around my waist. “That’s it, take it all. Take me all the way.” I flexed my hips, sank deeper, and Ronan cried out.
“Gabriel, what the hell is happening?”
I couldn’t answer as his fire consumed me. This…this wasn’t merely sex. I ached for him, wanted to melt inside him until our bodies and breaths mingled. No. It was more than that. We weren’t separate and together. We merged. This was me becoming Ronan and Ronan becoming part of me. I lost myself in pleasure, soaked to the skin with desire and ecstasy. And when my orgasm hit and I fell apart, I knew I couldn’t be put back together whole, because I’d left pieces of myself with Ronan.
I struggled to regain my breath, and Ronan kissed my cheek, reluctantly awakening me to reality. When my vision cleared, I saw his watchful, almost wary gaze.
“What’s wrong?” Content in the warmth of our bodies plastered together, I didn’t want to move, but maybe Ronan had other ideas. “How do you feel?”
“I’m not sure.”
At his words, I began to withdraw, but he held me fast. “Don’t. Not just yet.” His smile was shy, and when he bit his lip and cast his eyes downward, my heart gave that crazy flutter again and I knew I was in trouble. I was falling in love. Determined to keep it light, I forced a smile.
“Okay. I didn’t want to crush you. I figured maybe you’d want to get up.” I licked my lips, and the heat sparking in Ronan’s eyes was enough to make me wonder if I had the energy to make love to him once more. “You didn’t have pain this time, right?”
“No. It was…incredible.” Another one of those shy smiles that sent my heart into overdrive. “Thank you.”
“I’m glad.” I nodded, my mind whirling. Was I his test case? Now that he’d gotten fucked, would he go out and do it with everyone? The thought of anyone else touching him made me sick, and this time I didn’t wait. I pulled out, took off the condom, and threw it into the wastebasket.
Ronan’s expression was odd, his brows forming a dark line. “All of a sudden you look weird.” He put his hand on my arm. “You’re not regretting this, are you? Because I’m not.”
With everything we’d shared that day, the whole world had changed between us. He’d become so much a part of me, I couldn’t brush him off or lie. I didn’t want to. “Me neither. Just…what now?”
I half expected a wise-ass response, but Ronan Michaels had a habit of surprising me. He sat up in the center of my bed, his face pink and his hair in messy tangles. My body still buzzed from its orgasmic high, but I knew I’d never seen anyone more desirable.
“If you mean now, as in the next moment in time, I want to take a shower, order in some food, and hang out all day.” That addictively sweet, slightly nervous smile of his reappeared. “If you mean what now because of what we just did…I was kind of hoping we’d see where it went.”
“You are?”
His brows rose, and the smile faded. “Aren’t you?”
