I found myself sighing as Ronan's hand guided mine, helping me loosen his waistband and push the fabric down his hips. I hadn't realized how much the recent refusals from Hunter and even Constantine had irritated my pride until I was struck by the sudden relief of Ronan's acceptance. His cock bumped against my sex, and Ronan groaned as his head ducked and his lips found mine. He was familiar, friendly, and whether I liked it or not, he knew me well.
