Tentatively, I drag my fingertips from the base to the head of his cock.
He twitches and lets out a hiss.
I do it again, mystified, terrified, and oh so turned on. My pussy clenches, begging to be filled, but there’s something else I want to try first.
I slide down his thighs and bend until my mouth is lined up with his cock.
Rowan stops breathing.
Slowly, I take him into my mouth. I get a few inches past the head, but I have to handle the rest with my hands. There’s so much of him, and it takes me a few moments to find the right pace.
He groans. “Fuckme.”
I swirl my tongue around his tip before taking him back into my mouth, trying to go deeper.
A hand appears in my hair, guiding me. “God, you’re such a good girl,” he murmurs. “Taking me so well with that mouth.”
His praise makes my heart beat faster.
He coils my hair around his fist and pulls me off him. “Come up here. I want to drown in your pussy while you’re sucking on my cock.”
We maneuver my body until my cunt is hovering above his face, and then he tugs me right down, like he really does want to drown in me.
His next groan vibrates right against my clit, and it makes me whimper.
We go at each other, his tongue deep inside me, his cock sliding in and out of my throat.
The only time he takes a break is to tell me, “You taste so fucking good, I could live off this cunt, Sunshine,” and that one sentence does things to me.
I take him deeper. My eyes water, saliva drools out of my mouth, my makeup is likely ruined. I’m not really breathing, just panting around him, and I’m so turned on, I feel crazed.
When my pussy starts clenching, he pulls me off him, making to sit upright on his face, and cups my breasts with both of his hands, squeezing them hard. I plant my hands on his hard abs and grind against his face, riding my orgasm. I’ve never done this before, never been devoured like this, never taken my pleasure like it’s owed to me, and God, it’s magnificent.
Rowan drinks from me until the spasms inside me weaken, and then he rolls me off him and gets off the bed.
I’m about to protest when I realize he’s grabbing a condom from the nightstand drawer. His gaze spears mine as he rips open the plastic foil. “I can’t fucking wait to be inside of you,” he says in a hoarse voice. “You’re so ready, baby. Look at the mess you’re making on the bed.”
I don’t need to look down to know he’s right. Even after coming twice, everything down there tingles with anticipation.
A shiver of pleasure rolls down my spine as he grabs me by my ankles and tugs me to the edge of the bed. He positions himself between my thighs, his hands gripping my hips.
I make a strangled noise as he sinks into me with one smooth thrust. When he pulls out and sinks back into me again, my eyesroll to the back of my head. I’ve never felt so stretched, so full, soright.
A warm hand cups my cheek. “I want you to look at me while I fuck you. I want you to see exactly how crazy you make me.”
My eyes stayed glued to his as he fucks me slowly at first, then fast and hard, and that’s dangerous, because I can see how much he’s enjoying this, and it makes me feel all kinds of wild.
This isn’t how it ever was with Brett. This isn’t how I imagined it could ever be.
A burst of confidence rushes through me, and I find my voice. “You feel so good.”
His eyes flash with satisfaction. “Oh yeah?” He reaches between us, his thumb finding my clit. “And your pussy feels like heaven wrapped around me.”
He leans forward, anchoring his palms on each side of my head, and starts going faster. His mouth finds my breast, his teeth tugging on the hard bud of one nipple before moving on to the other.
I slide my nails down his back, pulling him closer. I don’t know how he’s doing this, but I’m about to come again, and he’s been holding back this whole time. I whimper when he changes the angle of his thrusts to just the right spot.
“Please,” I beg, not knowing what it is I’m begging for. “Please.”
