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Ronan unashamedly lathers soap over his body as he watches me, and I can’t pry my eyes away from him. Every inch of his body seems sculpted, from the muscles on his calves and thighs to his perfect chest and arms.

Is he taunting me to finish what we started before Desmond walked in on us?

He could just as easily tell me what he wants, but I’m realizing that at least when it comes to sex, he enjoys the chasing game.

I don’t ...