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I’m captivated by the sight. Each muscle ripples with his movements. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.
Once he is fully undressed, he takes my hand and pulls me into the walk-in shower. It’s huge and could easily fit four people. He directs me under the spray of warm water, sliding over me,loosening my muscles. Still, he remains silent. He pours the shampoo into his palm and, tilting my head back, he washes it, massaging my scalp. I close my eyes, getting lost in the feeling. He washes my body with the same care. His large hands are moving me where he wants me. I concentrate on just his hands, just on him. In this moment, I give him full control. I don’t have to think about what to do. I’m not in charge, and I fall into it gladly. For the first time since Ollie was born, I’m not the one responsible for everything. As my mind clears and focuses on him, my body starts to react to his touch. My cock is painfully hard. I glance down and see he is affected as well.
Ronan dries me, then himself. He speaks for the first time.
“Say stop, and I’ll stop, understand?”
I nod. I don’t want him to stop. I want to take everything he is giving me. He’s in control. He leans in and kisses me. I melt into him. None of the hesitancy I’ve felt every other time is there. I should be nervous. I’m not. I kiss him back as a calm I have never felt pulses through me. His hands slide down my back and cup me behind my thighs. Effortlessly, he lifts me, and I have to wrap my legs around his waist. He never breaks the kiss as he walks with me to the bed. Gently lowering me onto the bed, he follows me down, his body pressing down on me.
When his cock rubs against mine, I have to close my eyes. Sensations that I have only read about are filling me. I’m standing on the edge of a cliff, and I want to fall. Ronan will catch me when I do.
He lifts away from me, and a whimper leaves me. I tighten my hold around him to pull him back to me. He reaches for something on the nightstand. I hear the snick of a cap being opened. When he pulls away this time, I let him go. He settles between my spread legs. Anticipation rushes through me as hepours the clear liquid on his fingers. He leans back over me, placing kisses on my chest. He starts with my right nipple, nipping and tugging. My focus is on the sensation of his mouth on me, and I’m startled when his fingers circle my hole. No one has ever touched me there before. I moan when he breaches me with one finger.
A second finger is added as he kisses down my stomach to my belly button. Dipping his tongue in once, twice. My body arches of its own accord. My breathing is ragged. He licks my cock from root to tip, licking the precum that is dripping from it.
I’m lost in every touch, every caress, every lick and nip he gives me. His fingers are fucking in and out of me, but then he changes angles. An electrical current shoots through me. He hits the spot over and over again. The hot, wet feeling of his mouth when he swallows me down is my undoing. On a continuous moan, I say his name as I cum.
Chapter 21
Ronan
Colton responds to every touch as if he were made for me. I trail my hands over him and watch the way his breathing changes, the way his body gives under mine, the way every small movement I make pulls something new from him. In my world, everything has an order: action, then reaction. Cause and effect. And right now, I am the cause of all of this.
Mine.
I want him to know it. To feel it in the way I touch him, the way I hold him open and close at the same time. When he comes, I take everything he gives without hesitation, wanting every piece of him I can have.
Afterward, I take my time with him, making sure he stays loose and relaxed beneath my hands. His body is soft under my touch, pliant in a way that makes something possessive twist low in my stomach. I sit back for a second, breathing hard, trying to steady myself. I don’t just want release. I want to be inside him. I want him to remember this tomorrow, the next day, and every day after that.
I also want nothing between us. I glance at the condom lying on the bed. The responsible thing to do would be to put it on.
“I’m clean and have been tested. Are you okay with going bare?” I ask him. He nods. “Words, Colton.”
“Yes, please. I want to feel you.” He says, closing his eyes.
“Colton, look at me,” I say as I hover above him. He slowly opens his eyes. They’re glazed over from his release. “I’m going to take it slow.”
I know it’s his first time, and I don’t want to hurt him. I push forward, meeting the resistance of his outer ring of muscles. He tenses and then relaxes. He’s giving himself to me in this moment, allowing me inside. I push forward again, breaching him.
“Fuck.” I breathe out on a moan. Tight heat wraps around my cock as I fully penetrate him. I’m a large man, and everything I’ve read says I need to give him time to adjust. But fuck, I’m riding the edge of my control.
“Ronan, oh fuck Ronan,” he moans loudly. I want to hear my name on his lips over and over. “Move, God, please move.”
I pull back just a little and then slam back into him. I keep my eyes locked on his face to watch his reactions. His brows draw together, and I stop my movements.
“Wha… don’t stop, Ronan, please.” He begs.
“I’m never stopping.” I grit out as I thrust again.
“You’re mine.”
Thrust
“to protect”
Thrust
“to provide for.”
