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Rowan is quickly becoming my drug of choice. His heavy breathing. Our battle for control. The way he groans my name like it’s a blessing and a curse.
His entire body shudders as I give him one last pull with my mouth. He lets out a hiss of air when I release him and crawl back onto his lap.
He blinks up at the ceiling with a hazy gaze. “This is highly inappropriate for a car.”
“We haven’t even gotten to the best part.”
The smallest smile graces his lips. “Are you going to show me or tell me?”
“Show. Always show.” I trail some kisses from his lips to his neck.
His hands slide up my dress, disappearing beneath the layers of fabric.
“You’re so stunning that it hurts to stare at you for long periods of time.” He leans in and kisses the spot on my neck that steals my breath away.
My entire body warms from his confession. Maybe because I know Rowan’s not the kind of man who offers meaningless compliments or flowery words. Everything he says has meaning, and he called mestunning.
My eyes get itchy from the emotions swirling in my chest. Rowan makes the thoughts vanish as he tugs my underwear down my thighs. Everything with him feels heightened, from the drag of his calloused fingers across my skin to his warm breath eliciting goosebumps.
I rise onto my knees, giving him room to pull my underwear down my legs. He throws them on the seat while pulling down the cup of my corset, releasing my breast. His lips latch on, and I throw my head back at the sensation. The way his tongue teases me drives me wild.
He groans as I slide my exposed center across his hard naked shaft. My entire body pulses with need, and warmth fills my belly at the velvet feel of him against me. I slide back and forth once more, eliciting another moan from Rowan. He calls out my name, but it’s nothing more than a hoarse whisper under his strained breath.
I turned a rich god into a beggar. A surge of power spirals through me, pushing me to the brink of insanity. I tease his tip and earn a sucked breath. His fingers clench onto my hips with enough strength to bruise.
Our eyes connect. The darkness blazing in his gaze feeds the warmth spreading across my lower half, turning a spark into a fire.
“Your pretty little cunt hasn’t earned my cock yet.” He lifts me enough to slide his hand between us.
My entire face flames. His hand dips inside of me, removing all my control from the situation. My body clenches around his single digit, and I jump when he adds another. His free hand wraps around my hair and tugs, leaving my neck exposed to his lips and my body arched for the taking.
“I was right all along.” His deep chuckle sends another zing of energy down my spine. “You, Zahra Gulian, really are nothing but a fraud. A temptress who hides behind sweet smiles and kind words while hiding this monster within you.” His rough voice does something devious to my lower half. He drags his tongue from my neck to my nipple before grazing his teeth across the sensitive skin.
A shiver spreads across my body, leaving goosebumps in his wake.
“But I see you.” His touch is punishing. Like he dances across the fine line between anger and lust. It’s addictive to know I drive him wild enough to lose all semblance of control over himself. No one knows what kind of animal prowls beneath his skin but me, and I find the secret rather intoxicating.
My body trembles as I become consumed by lust.
He sucks on my neck, leaving behind bruised skin in his wake. His tongue traces the curve, and I cry out.
“And I want you.” Two fingers turn into three, diving deep while his lips possess every inch of exposed skin. The pressure in my body grows until it becomes unbearable. I scratch at his shirt, unable to impale his skin with my marks.
“You drive me crazy,” he mumbles against the goosebumps on my neck. He withdraws his fingers before slamming them inside me again. “Wild.” I gasp. “Out of control.” Another punishing assault of his fingers. “Reckless enough to fuck you in the back seat with my driver only three feet away, separated by a plastic divider that isn’t made to block out your cries.”
The desperate need to come floods me. I swivel my hips and ride his fingers, chasing the wildfire building at the base of my spine.
“I think you like the idea of other people hearing me fuck you until your voice is hoarse.” He withdraws his hand.
I mourn the loss, and the buzz in my body turns into nothing but a dull hum.“Maybe I like them hearingmefuckyou.”
He grins in a way that makes him look ten years younger. I touch his smile to confirm I’m not imagining things.
He grabs his wallet and pulls out a condom. I’d call him out on being a cliché, but I imagine it’s important for him to feel in control of the little things after everything he’s been through. The crinkle of a foil wrapper balances out our heavy breathing. His jerky movements rattle my limp body, making me putty in his hands.
He lifts me up, revealing his sheathed cock. One hand holds on to me while he uses the other to trace my slit. The move is gentle and reverent before he slams me down onto his cock. I gasp at the sudden sense of fullness. My entire body freezes from the burn, and I drop my head back. He softly kisses my neck in an unspoken apology. His thumb finds my clit, making my tense body relaxed.
“Show me how badly you want it.” He smacks my ass once before pulling back. He rubs his bottom lip, tracing that hint of a smile.
