Page 85 of Broken King

He stops at my waist and looks up at me. God, he’s so sexy I can barely take it.

“So I think from this point on you should stop wearing underwear. What do you think?”

I laugh at how funny that sounds. “Um, okay. Where did that come from?”

Ronan slides his finger under my panties. “I think we’re going to be busy catching up for a while, so it would just be better if you ditched these from this point on.”

“Very logical. Okay. I can do that. Let’s just hope there isn’t ever a gust of wind, or everyone around is going to get a glimpse of the goods.”

I’m not sure what about that makes him pause, but he shakes his head after thinking for a moment. “Okay, maybe that’s not a great idea.”

Curious, I ask, “Why?”

Ronan’s expression gets very serious, and he answers, “The last thing I want is for Marius to get to see you like that, so the underwear can stay.”

“I don’t think your brother even likes me, so I wouldn’t worry.”

Moving down to between my legs, Ronan softly kisses the inside of my thigh as he looks up at me. “I think he does. He’s always talking about how sweet and virginal you are. I just don’t think I want to give him any chance. That’s all.”

Even though I don’t think Marius has any interest in me, I sit up and cradle Ronan’s face. “You’re the only King I’ve ever wanted. Let ‘em look. It won’t matter. I’m yours. Forever.”

That’s all it takes to make him smile again, and he kisses me long and deep on the lips. “Mine. It’s been too long since I could say that. Time to start catching up on all the years we missed.”

Ronan slides down my body again and positions himself between my legs as I say, “We don’t need to make up for that. We can just make new memories from this point on.”

With a devilish twinkle in his eye, he says, “Then I say we start with making you come so hard your eyes roll back in your head.”

No woman in her right mind would say no to that with this beautiful man’s mouth just inches away from her pussy. Leaning back on the bed, I close my eyes as the first slow swipe of his tongue nearly sends me into outer space. Damn, he’s gotten even better at this since we were together.

For a fleeting second or two, I’m jealous from thinking who he was with to make him better at sex, but that’s just silly. He had every right to move on after I broke up with him. Now I get to enjoy the benefits of that time away. That’s all that matters.

Like he warned when we got to this room, it doesn’t take long for me to come. The combination of not having sex for months and his talented tongue expertly lashing my clit makes my orgasm rage not even a minute after he begins going down on me.

When I finish coming and my thighs are still quivering, he sits back and looks up at me. “I don’t have to ask if you came. I thought your thighs were going to squeeze my head off.”

“Sorry. I told you it’s been a while.”

He slides up my body again and kisses me on the lips. “No need to apologize. I just like seeing you come. It’s the sexiest fucking thing I think I’ve ever witnessed.”

I wrap my legs around his waist and press my heels into the small of his back. To me, he’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. He always has been.

Ronan rests all of his weight on his left hand and slowly tilts his hips forward, easing into me and making my body feel like it’s going to explode again. Bigger than any of the other men I’ve been with, he always made sure to take his time with me, just as he is now. I love how caring he is that he worries about hurting me.

But he never would. I could always trust Ronan. Yes, he made a mistake, but when it’s just the two of us together like this, I know he’d never hurt me.

Like before, he fills me completely, nearly taking my breath away. He falls still and stares down at me, almost as if he’s waiting for me to say I’m okay.

I reach up and stroke his cheek before running my hand through his dark hair. “I’ve missed you so much, Ronan.”

He kisses me, and against my lips, he whispers, “Nobody else has ever made me feel the way you do. Like I’m home when I’m with you. I never want to lose that again, Kate.”

Burying his head in my neck, he slowly thrusts into me, touching a spot no other man has ever reached. It’s like Ronan King was made for me. I never want to be without him again.

We make love in a hurry, almost as if we can’t wait to make our relationship again like it used to be. He lasts longer than either of us expected, but when I come for a second time, it makes him come.

Afterward, he gently eases out of me and rolls over onto his side, hiding his right arm. I don’t know if he’s sensitive about it, but I decide now’s the time for us to acknowledge the truth of who he is.

“I want to talk about your arm, Ronan.”

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