I shoved my ass back against Ronan and groaned when I felt his erection push against me. Ronan separated from me only long enough to shove my pants and underwear down and then he was back and I gasped at the feel of his bare cock nudging my cheeks. I had no idea how he’d managed to get his pants open too but as his hot flesh speared through the globes of my ass, I didn’t care. Ronan’s lips sought out the nape of my neck and he kissed, sucked and nipped at my skin as I squirmed desperately beneath him. My hands were flat on the wood beneath me but I couldn’t stop myself from reaching behind me to seek Ronan’s warm skin out. My fingertips brushed over the hair on his thighs and I relished the feel of it as I ran my palms up and down his hot flesh.
I’d been too distracted to notice Ronan getting the lube, presumably from his wallet, but I couldn’t help but shiver from the coldness of it as his finger breached me without warning. But unlike the night he’d made love to me, Ronan didn’t take his time letting me adjust. There was no pain as he sank his finger inside of me but I groaned at the feel of a second finger splitting me open just a few seconds later. It was then that I knew I was going to be fucked hard and fast just like the way Ronan had promised that day in the bathroom before he’d realized my distress. But there was no fear this time. I wanted it…badly.
Ronan’s weight pressed down on my back once again, his hips shoving me forward. I was forced to use my hands to brace myself but I couldn’t dwell on missing out on touching Ronan because I felt his cock nudging at my hole a second later. And while he didn’t just shove into me, he also gave no quarter as inch after inch of hot, rigid flesh speared into me. The burn bordered on painful but then the heat began to flare out to my limbs and I pressed back to try and take more of him into me. His flesh felt so hot inside of me that it took me several long seconds to realize why.
Ronan wasn’t wearing a condom.
I didn’t get a chance to say anything because Ronan bottomed out inside of me at that exact moment and I let out a hoarse groan and buried my mouth against my arm to stifle the sound. Ronan stilled and then pressed his mouth against my ear.
“I’m clean,” he whispered. “Tell me it’s okay.”
I knew it wasn’t the responsible answer, nor was it the answer that would keep me from losing more of myself to this man but I didn’t even hesitate for a second. “Yes.”
The one word was like a starter gun for Ronan because he pulled almost all the way out of me before shoving in hard and deep. A throaty moan erupted from deep inside of him as he said my name and then he slammed into me again.
Chapter Thirteen
Ronan
Taking Seth without a condom was the second stupidest thing I could have done, the first being putting my hands on him yet again. And I didn’t even have the justification that I was too caught up in the moment to worry about protecting Seth the way I should have. Because I’d done it deliberately. I’d seen the condom in my wallet when I’d gotten the packet of lube and I’d made the decision that I needed all of Seth before he made me walk away from him.
Worse, I needed him to have a part of me that no one else had ever had, not even Trace.
Beyond the vise-like grip Seth’s ass had on my cock, his heat burned me and the feel of his smooth walls sliding over my ultra-sensitive flesh had me struggling to keep my orgasm at bay. The only man I hadn’t ever used condoms with had been Trace and since he’d steadfastly refused to bottom for me, I’d had no idea what to expect when I slid into Seth without the latex barrier separating us. And anything I could have come up with would have been utterly lacking. Because being inside of Seth this way, having him bent over in total submission, his tight body cloaking me in a veil of perfection I was afraid I would never escape from, was beyond anything I could have imagined. But what was worse, and what I suspected had little to do with being bare inside of Seth, was the feeling of completeness that came over me as Seth’s body cradled mine.
As physically close as we were, it didn’t seem like enough so I wrapped my arm around Seth’s chest and drew him up until he was flush against my body. He groaned as the position forced even more of my length inside of him and I couldn’t resist taking his mouth with mine as I continued to hammer into him. With my arms wrapped around him like they were, Seth couldn’t move his arms but he used his kiss to touch me instead. As badly as I’d hurt him and as angry as he was with me, he didn’t hold anything back as his tongue mated with mine and his inner muscles tightened on my aching shaft as if trying to keep me inside of him.