Page 60 of More Than Promises


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I nearly miss her fingers twitching before they curl into my shirt altogether.

With both hands, I clutch the plush lapels of her robe and drag her to me. That gasp fulfills fantasies I’ve had no business entertaining, and I tuck my face into the side of her neck, wondering how the fuck I’ve managed to stay away for this long.

The chlorine from her hair singes my lungs, and I welcome it as heat rises from her burning skin to greet my lips.

“Rowan,” she hisses through her teeth while her hands cling to my shoulders.

My name on her tongue has my dick jerking to attention, like the damn thing’s answering her.

Her head tips back while I kiss a path down the front of her throat, and her whole body trembles with need. So responsive, so in tune with what she likes.

I’m sensory blind, with nothing but drunken desire to guide me, as I part the center of her robe and bring my mouth to those supple, soft breasts. I nuzzle my face between them, and she arches her back when I pull her bikini top aside and take one pert nipple into my mouth, sucking lightly before rolling it between my teeth.

I’m rock-fucking-hard for her as I circle my thumb over her navel, delighting in the way her belly clenches in response.

“You’re driving me fucking crazy by ignoring me. You know that, right?” I swirl my tongue in the hollowed curve of her collarbone, relishing the soft whimpers I’m rewarded. “Even crazier with how you feel. The way you taste.”

I knock her feet apart and position my leg between hers.

The heat radiating from her pussy through the thin material of my pants has me seeing stars. “If you don’t want an orgasm, you better say so now,” I breathe against her neck.

“I…” She swallows beneath my lips, and I nip the spot. “God, yes. Yes, I want to come.”

Unrestrained desire drenches those words, and really, what kind of man would I be to deny her?

“Don’t stop grinding on me,” I say when she rubs herself against my leg, soaking my pants with her wet bikini bottoms.

Her fingertips dig into my arms as she whines, and the exquisite scent of her arousal drowns my senses. “Please.”

Such a gentle plea.

I know what she wants, but she’s not going to get it. At least, not the way she thinks.

I grip her earlobe between my teeth, and her gasp feathers across my cheek. “It’s my thigh or nothing, kitten. You ran from me. I’m not helping you get off.”

She groans in frustration, but when I capture her nipple between my lips again, she caves, writhing and rubbing until she’s panting, “Rowan.”

“Fuck yes. That’s it.” I hold steady, licking and sucking her tits, even though every time she bumps the tip of my cock, I’m seconds from exploding right along with her. “Don’t stop rubbing that pussy against me until you come all over my leg.”

A few more thrusts are all it takes before a piercing moan rips from her chest. Her thighs clench around me, shuddering as she rides out the last pulsing waves of her release.

Holy shit.

My heart thunders against my sternum as I fight for air.

When I move to touch her face, she snaps her hand around my wrist and stops me. “No, Rowan.”

Our chests heave, brushing together as I blink through the disorienting, lust-driven haze. “What’s wrong?”

“You,” she says with a mirthless laugh. “Dammit. I can’t… You just… You’re so hot and cold, I don’t know where to begin to make sense of you.”

I hold on, absorbing her warmth a moment longer before carefully releasing her.

“This was a bad idea for a million reasons, and I shouldn’t have encouraged it,” she mutters.

I slam my eyes shut, trying my damndest to get my mind right, but nothing’s working to simmer my mood, not even ice-cold rejection.

My fingers twitch to finish what we started. To grasp her wet hair, squeeze her hips, part her thighs, and slip inside the decadence hidden between those legs. I want her shouting my name loud enough to rattle every wall in this house—but she established a clear set of boundaries, and I broke nearly all of them in a matter of minutes.

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