Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
“Yes.”
“Tell me.” I pushed all three in deep and held them there.
“I want your dick inside me. I want you to fuck me, to fill me. Please, Ronan. Make me yours.”
“You already are.” And he clearly always had been. “Lie on your belly for me. I want to take you like that first.” There was something so sensual about fucking that way, our bodies aligned from head to toe.
Mickey did as I said while I grabbed a condom and suited up. Once I was slick with lube, I rested over him, my cock nudging between his cheeks. It would be tighter this way, a little harder for him to take me, but I trusted Mickey to tell me if it was too much, if he wanted something else.
I pushed at his ring, the head of my cock stretching him to fit and…fuck… “Jesus, I’m not going to last long. You’re so damn tight.”
“More,” he pleaded. I loved hearing that word from him, loved knowing I was making him feel good and he couldn’t get enough of it.
“I’m working on it. I don’t want to go too fast,” I told him, sliding in and out, each time I thrust forward trying to feed more of my dick into his ass. “That’s it. Take me. You want all of me, don’t you? Want my cock as deep as it can get.”
I licked the shell of his ear, sucked the lobe, kissed his shoulders.
Mickey’s hands fisted in the blanket. I covered them with mine, threaded our fingers together, pushed in more…more…more…
“Yessss,” we said in unison. “So good,” I added, before pulling back and plunging into him again.
We made love slowly, then fast, sweat dripping from me to him. When I pulled out, he grabbed for me, but I just rolled him onto his back before taking him again that way. Our eyes locked as I railed into him, quick and hard, then with long strokes that made his whole body shake.
His dick leaked onto his belly, and Mickey reached for it, fisted his shaft, and rubbed. “I’m so close. You feel so good. I’ve never… It’s never been like this.”
“For me either.” I kissed his temple and slowed the pace. “I want you to ride me. Fuck yourself on me.”
He trembled and nearly melted into the mattress.
I pulled out and flopped onto my back.
Mickey straddled me. “I’ve never done it this way before.”
“We don’t have to if you don’t want to, but I know you’ll be good. Don’t avoid it because you’re scared you won’t be.”
That seemed to be exactly what he’d needed to hear. Mickey smiled, and it damn near stopped my heart.
I let him run the show, watching as he pushed up on his knees. “Can you hold yourself for me?” he asked.
“Yeah, of course.” I grabbed the base of my cock and angled it up toward him, unable to take my eyes off Mickey as he lowered himself onto my erection. “Fuck…that’s it. That is so fucking it.”
His ass squeezed me, a tight fist hugging my cock. The second he was sitting on me, my dick buried deep, Mickey rose and lowered himself again, riding me, his head thrown back, his throat long and pretty, as he took his pleasure from me. I wrapped a hand around his cock and jerked him off, fucking up and into him as he met me in the middle.
I could see he was close, his balls tightening, and the moment he shot, his release landing on my chest and face, Mickey called out “Ronan!” making my own balls empty, filling the condom the way I hoped to one day fill his ass.
Mickey fell down on top of me, and I rubbed his ass and his back and kissed his temple while he breathed and muttered words I couldn’t make out at first.
“We have to do that…all the time now…everywhere we can…every day…in every different way…” he said, finally speaking clearly enough for me to understand.
I chuckled. “I agree with this plan.”
“I want to try everything with you, do everything with you. I trust that I can be myself with you more than I’ve ever trusted anyone.”
“I love who you are.” We kissed each other then, sloppily and slowly, before I took off the condom and pulled him into my arms. “Can we go skinny-dipping more often too?”
He laughed into my chest. “I’d be disappointed if we didn’t.”
“Never Have I Ever, huh? Maybe we should make a list of things we haven’t done and do them with each other.”
His head shot up, and he looked at me. “That’s an awesome book idea!”
“Only if it’s nonfiction about us,” I teased.
“Deal.”
Mickey kissed me again, the way I hoped he would every day for the rest of our lives.
EPILOGUE
Mickey
Two Years Later
“Hey, everyone. Welcome to Sex with Ronan. We have a very special guest today—hint hint, I’m lucky enough to share a bed with him every night. It’s my fiancé’s first time on the show, and we’re actually here to let you in on a little secret…and to celebrate something exciting with you all,” Ronan said.