His fingers were tracing circles around my belly. His eyes were focused on what his hands were doing. I was watching his face. “You said you loved me this afternoon when my dad was berating me in front of the kids. I sensed something different in how you said it.” Suddenly, he turned his head and was looking at me.
Oh damn. He picked up on that. Ronan moved one finger up to my chin and tilted my face towards him. “Thank you for loving me. I don’t always feel love worthy.”
“You are,” I replied sounding breathy.
He kissed me, a sweet, gentle kiss. It only took seconds to make me want to slip back over and connect our bodies and ride him where water would slosh over the side but right now…I needed this intimacy not just sex. Honestly, I thought he did too.
He wrapped both arms around my chest. Not touching me intimately but it was the most intimate thing he had ever done. “I’m going to be in the delivery room with you aren’t I?” He asked.
I glanced at him quickly. “Of course.” He went to one doctor’s appointment so far. Heard Luke’s heartbeat and nearly cried.
“Good,” he replied. “I want to be there.”
“I scheduled my Lamaze classes. Be prepared those are coming up in October.”
He chuckled at me. “What the hell are Lamaze classes?”
“Birthing classes. You learn how to be my support. My birth coach. I learn pain management so I can give birth to our son without wanting to gouge your eyes out.”
“Ah, I see.” He was rubbing his thumbs across my midriff making me wiggle against him. “Are you doing drugs during the birth?”
“Aine doesn’t. Ryan did. We’ll see.”
“I’ll be right beside you Skylar, holding your hand the whole time.” He kissed my shoulder. I moved his hand down lower. He looked at my face. I moved his hand lower. He chuckled at me. “You want something Sky?”
“I do. Ronan, you are making me fucking crazy.”
It was rare for me to curse so the fact that I did made him stare at me at first. “Listen to your potty mouth,” he whispered against my neck. Then he flicked his tongue near my ear and the erotic combination of his warm breath and wet tongue made me gasp.
Ronan reached between my legs and inserted his finger between my lips. He rubbed gently finding that sweet spot that was making me squirm with desire. I was rolling against his fingers encouraging that release. His other hand went to my breast trying to help me along as his fingers on that hand tweaked my nipple. I groaned. “See the same sounds as when you take a bath.”
I laughed. Then I leaned my head into his shoulder and relaxed enjoying what his hands were doing to my body. I could feel my heart slamming against my chest. My muscles coiling with tension as my orgasm got closer. I covered his hand to stop him or keep him going I don’t know which when my body throbbed with relief.
“What do you want me to do?” He asked.
“Stop,” I finally said moving my hand so he could move his. He turned my face to his so he could kiss me.
Our lips touched tentatively at first. Soft, whisper kisses. Then he hovered over mine. “I love you too Skylar.”
I held my breath trying to determine if he meant love me like Skybug loved me or loved me like his wife loved me. So I just asked him for clarification. “Am I your Skybug or your wife?” I asked.
He leaned out so he could see my face and stared at me for a moment. Then he laughed. “Is that why you didn’t want me to call you that anymore?” He asked. I nodded feeling tears threaten. I pushed them back willing myself not to do it. The tears were getting old.
“Don’t you dare cry.” He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. I could see the heat in his eyes still. I could feel the hardness of his cock against my side. “My little Skybug, you will always be that to me. I never want to forget that part of our relationship. Never. It was too precious to me Sky but I meant I love you as my wife.” I nodded. “Can I call you Skybug again? I miss that nickname.” I rolled my eyes at him.
“If you must.”
“Thank you,” he told me. “Now get your ass out of the tub. I want to make love to you.”
He pushed me to my feet then held my hand as I stepped over the rim. He let the water out then he followed me out himself. We dried off in the bathroom. Then Ronan slapped my ass and said, “Get moving woman to the bedroom.”
He was totally different in our bed. Reverent. Tender. He put me on top. He was afraid of crushing me or the baby. “Besides, you look beautiful sitting on top of me. With your hair all wild.” He held me at the waist while I rolled my body on his.
He was different after speaking with Sam. He was freer. I could see a difference. The pain in his eyes was gone. There was more than just Ronan discovering his priorities all right but he let him know it was okay to let go of the hurt. Sam gave him perspective. I just wanted him to make up with his parents because I knew it was important to him.
As he could read my body and knew when I was close to reaching orgasm I could also tell when he was close. A lot of the time he sat up and held me close. Tonight was no different. He suddenly bolted upright and wrapped his arms around my back. I rocked my body hard on his. The baby was squashed between us and didn’t seem to like it. He kicked hard letting us know he wasn’t comfortable.
Our chests rubbed together as I moved up and down on Ronan’s body seeking pleasure but to give him that release he needed as well. My own body responded again before his did. I clamped down on him as my lower region began to build with pressure. My held tilted back. Lucky he was hanging onto me. I shook hard as the orgasm felt like it traveled up my spine and exploded inside my head. I gasped. My release caused Ronan to find his happy place too. He squeezed my hips hard.