"Tonight," Ronan whispered against Riven's ear, his voice low and sultry, "I want to take full advantage of every second. You're mine." His grip tightened, sending jolts of pleasure cascading through Riven, who could only nod in response, lost in the bliss of it all.
Ronan's other hand wandered to Riven's hip and then his back, fingers digging in as he guided him to his peak, encouraging Riven to rock against his palm. The friction between them and the sound of water rippling around them made Riven feel like he was in heaven, if he could, he wanted to go on forever.
As Ronan's strokes grew more deliberate, Riven's breath quickened, his body responding eagerly to each movement. He could feel the tension building inside him, a delicious pressure that threatened to spill over.
"Ronan…" Riven gasped, his eyes fluttering shut as the pleasure mounted. Ronan captured his lips again, swallowing Riven's moans as he quickened his pace, determination to make Riven cum.
