Page 58 of Praise You

"Even if it means having to leave your job?"

"Yes, one hundred percent. If I have to choose between you and my job? There's no competition. It's you. Always and forever. I can promise you that."

"Wow," he breathes, leaning forward. "From the second I saw you, I knew there was something different about you. You've captured my attention for so long. But I would feel like shit if you had to quit your job because of me."

"I won't. It's just a job. That's all it is. There are tons of other jobs out there I could do. I could probably even get another job at another college near here. BU isn't the end all, be all. It could be just a stepping stone. But we're speculating about all of this honestly. We don't know what's going to happen and what Dean Grey will say. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it. But I wanted—no—I needed you to know that I would choose you. Always."

"And forever," he whispers.

"Yes. And forever." I kiss him passionately, pouring all of my love for him into this kiss. Ronan pushes at my shoulder, forcing me back against the cushions of the couch. He straddles my waist, a breathtaking smile overtaking his face. He cants his hips, grinding down against me. I wasn't hard before, but I’m getting harder by the second with the feel of Ronan on my lap.

"What do you need?" I rasp, guiding him to press down against me.

"I need to take control. I need you to be a good boy for me." My erection hardens more—which I didn't even know was possible—and I moan loudly. I love being his good boy and knowing it’s what he needs from me sets my blood on fire.

"Okay. Here or the bed?"

"Move that sexy ass of yours to the bed. I want you to go to the bedroom and strip down. Grab the toy I bought you and have it ready. I plan to use it on you."

Whimpering, I push him off of me, his laughter filling the room. "Wait, before I go, are you sure you're okay? A lot has happened tonight and I don't want it to seem like we haven't talked about it."

"We've talked about it, Oliver. And I love you for thinking of me and worrying, but I fucking need to be inside you."

"Okay."

I jump off the couch, heading straight to the bedroom. My shirt gets tossed in one direction, while my pants land in another. Stripping out of my underwear, I walk naked to my dresser and grab the dildo Ronan bought for me. There's a power button on the bottom and when I press it, it vibrates, causing an involuntary shiver passing through my body. Oh, my god. I can't wait to feel this filling me.

Ronan surprised me with the toy earlier this week, but we haven't had a chance to use it yet. I'm an anxious ball of energy at the thought of finally using this—a toy—with Ronan. As much as we've had sex, anything sexual really, Ronan has made us go at a snail’s pace. We still haven't used any toys together, but that ends tonight.

I'm still admiring the dildo, twisting it back and forth to get a good look at it, when Ronan slides up behind me. My eyes flutter shut as his rough hand finds my hip.

"How do you like it?" he asks, kissing from one side of my body to the next. I tilt my head to the right, trembling when he sucks on a certain spot beneath my ear. I nod my head wildly, not able to answer him with words. "Fuck, Freckles. I can't wait to see you take this. I bet you’re going to look so fucking beautiful, taking this silicone cock as good as you can take my dick." He snuggles into me, massaging my ass cheeks, pulling them apart.

I toss my head back, rubbing my ass against his erection. "When did you undress?"

"Before I came in here." His dick flits between my cheeks, going back and forth. My eyes roll into the back of my head, pleasure overtaking my body and if he doesn't stop, I'm going to come before we even get started. "Go to the bed and lie on your back."

Doing what he says, I walk toward the bed, arranging myself the way he wants. I watch as he comes my way, his eyes never leaving me. Blanketing my body with his, he leans down, sucking my nipple into his mouth before biting roughly on it. I moan loudly, which is quickly swallowed by him kissing me, swiping his tongue into my mouth. He sucks on my tongue, exploring inside my mouth. He swirls his tongue around mine, my hands coming up to cup the back of his nape, holding him in place. We take our time reveling in one another before he grabs the bottle of lube and pours some on his fingers.

"I'm going to get you stretched so you can take this toy then take my dick like the good boy I know you are. Sound good?"

Not being able to speak, I nod my head to tell him yes. Stretching me open, he starts with one finger, working his way up to three. He takes his time while I thrash around the bed from his touch. I fucking love feeling his hands on me. No one has ever been able to turn me on the way he does. A feather-like touch from him sets my body ablaze.

"I think you're ready," he says, pulling his fingers out of me. He holds up the toy, covering it in lube before turning it on. The vibrations fill the room and I freeze, which Ronan notices immediately. "What's wrong?"

"Absolutely nothing. For a second it dawned on me you're going to use a toy on me and I froze, but I am so damn ready."

"Are you sure?” He waits for my nod before saying, “Hold your legs back."

I do what he says, like the fucking good boy I am, holding my legs back. He guides the toy up and down my taint, then drags it up the length of my dick. The sensation from the toy has my toes clenching and me holding onto my legs for dear life. My body quakes and I let my legs slip before quickly reaching down and catching them again. Ronan arches an eyebrow and I mouth a silent ‘sorry.’

The toy starts breaching me slowly, my hole opening up easily. Ronan is breathing hard, his eyes locked on where the toy is disappearing inside me.

"Fuck me, this is so damn sexy. You're sucking the toy right in." I watch as he leans forward and places a soft kiss onto my ankle. "You're taking the dildo so well. Fuck, I can't wait to be inside you." I go to tell him to hurry the hell up and get inside me when he continues talking. "But I love watching how well you're doing for me. Your skin is flushed pretty and pink, and I love seeing how turned on you are. How needy you are for me. How much you love being fucked."

He pulls the toy out to the tip before pushing it back in. He’s tormenting me, and I love it. The tease of knowing soon it’ll be his dick pounding into me, claiming what’s his. A cry breaks free and I arch off the bed, letting go of one leg to grab hold of my cock. I start to jerk myself when Ronan growls loudly, my body trembling with pleasure.

"Okay, I can't watch anymore. I need to be inside you." Ronan leans over to grab a condom when I stop him, putting my hand out.