Page 38 of Back to You
Vincent’s heart pounded in his chest.Ronan traced the line of Vincent’s cock through his underwear with sure fingers.Vincent’s breath caught.He didn’t need to breathe, right?
“Ronan,” he whispered, his voice breaking.
Ronan smirked.“Patience,” he murmured.“I’m not done teasing you yet.”
He hooked his fingers into the waistband of Vincent’s underwear, pulling them down slowly, his eyes never leaving Vincent’s.Vincent’s cock sprang free, hard and aching, and Ronan’s breath changed.
“Beautiful,” Ronan murmured, his voice thick with want.“You’re just as I remember.”
Vincent knew he looked different, but Ronan didn’t seem to care, so Vincent wasn’t going to worry about it.
He felt his cheeks flush, and his body arched as Ronan’s hand wrapped around his cock, giving it a slow, deliberate stroke.“Please,” Vincent begged, his voice trembling.“Don’t make me wait.”He’d already waited four years, and he didn’t have Ronan’s patience.
Ronan’s lips curved into a wicked smile as he leaned in, his tongue darting out to lick a slow, wet stripe up the underside of Vincent’s cock.Vincent’s hips lifted off the bed as a low moan escaped his lips.
“Ronan,” he gasped, his fingers tightening in Ronan’s hair.“Please.”
Ronan’s mouth closed around the head of Vincent’s cock, sucking gently, his tongue swirling around the sensitive tip.A strangled cry escaped Vincent’s lips as pleasure surged through him.Ronan’s hands gripped Vincent’s hips, holding him still as he took him deeper, his mouth hot and wet, his tongue working magic.
“Oh god,” Vincent moaned, his head falling back against the pillows, his body trembling with need.“Just like that.”
Ronan hummed around him, the vibrations sending shivers of pleasure coursing through Vincent’s body.Ronan sucked harder, his lips sliding up and down Vincent’s cock with a rhythm that had Vincent’s toes curling and his breath coming in ragged gasps.
“Ronan,” he panted, his hips bucking, desperate for more.“Please.Don’t stop.”
Ronan’s eyes flickered up to meet Vincent’s, his gaze dark and hungry.He pulled off with a wet pop.His lips glistened, and his breath was coming in short, shallow pants that mirrored Vincent’s.“Tell me what you want,” he said, his hand still stroking Vincent’s cock.“Tell me, and I’ll give it to you.”
Vincent’s heart raced.“I want you,” he said, his voice trembling.“I wantallof you.”
Ronan’s lips curved into a soft smile.“Good,” he said.“Because you have all of me.”
He leaned in, his lips brushing against Vincent’s ear, his breath hot against his skin.“I’m going to make you forget everything but me,” he murmured.“You’re mine.”
Vincent’s breath hitched, his body trembling with anticipation.“I’ve always been yours,” he whispered, his voice breaking.“From the very beginning up to now.”Even the few times he’d been with someone else, he’d always been Ronan’s mate.That would never change, not even if Ronan were to die.
Ronan’s hands slid up Vincent’s thighs, his gaze locked onto Vincent’s.Vincent’s heart pounded in his chest as Ronan’s lips closed over his again, his tongue slipping into his mouth to claim him.Vincent’s hands gripped Ronan’s shoulders, his body arching into the kiss, his need for him overwhelming.
“Ronan, come on,” he whispered, his voice trembling.“I need you.”
The air between them was thick with need and with the kind of longing that had built up over years of being apart.Ronan’s hands slid up Vincent’s thighs slowly as though he were relearning every inch of him.Vincent’s breath stuttered when Ronan’s fingers traced the curve of his ass.
“Show me how much you’ve missed me,” Ronan murmured, his voice low and gravelly, the words brushing against Vincent’s neck like a caress.His lips followed, teasing the sensitive skin there, nipping lightly before soothing the spot with his tongue.He rolled to his back but kept a hand on Vincent’s hip.With his other hand, he grabbed the lube, dripping some down his hard-on.
Vincent’s pulse quickened, his body trembling as he moved into Ronan’s lap.The hardness of Ronan’s cock pressed against him, hot and insistent.He hesitated for only a moment, his hands resting on Ronan’s broad shoulders, before he leaned in to capture Ronan’s lips in a searing kiss.They’d talked about the past and what had happened enough already, but Vincent poured all the yearning and how much he’d missed Ronan into it.He didn’t need to say it with words, but he wanted Ronan to know anyway.
Vincent slid his hands down Ronan’s chest, feeling the muscles tense beneath his touch, before he lifted himself slightly, positioning himself over Ronan’s cock.
Ronan’s hands gripped Vincent’s hips, steadying him as he guided him down.The first inch was slow—it had been a while for Vincent, and he wanted to savor the feeling of being reunited with Ronan in the most intimate way possible.Vincent’s breath caught in his throat as he sank down further, his body stretching to accommodate his mate.
“God, Vincent,” Ronan groaned, his head tilting back as Vincent took him in fully.His hands tightened on Vincent’s hips.“You feel—fuck, you feel incredible.”
Vincent clutched Ronan’s shoulders as he began to move.His movements were slow at first, tentative, and he couldn’t look away from Ronan.But as the heat between them built, so did Vincent’s pace.Vincent was desperate to feel Ronan in every way possible.
Ronan’s hands roamed over Vincent’s body, tracing the lines of his ribs and the curve of his spine before settling on his ass to guide him.His lips found Vincent’s neck again, his teeth grazing the skin there in a way that made Vincent gasp.“That’s it, love,” Ronan murmured against his skin.
Vincent’s fingers tangled in Ronan’s hair, pulling him closer as he increased the pace, his body moving with a hunger that matched Ronan’s.Every movement was a reminder of what they’d lost and what they were finding again.The pleasure was overwhelming, but the affection and the love even more so.
“Ronan,” Vincent whispered, his voice trembling as he clung to his mate.“I—I can’t—I need—”
