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“How did you spend your afternoon?” He inquired, clinking our glasses together while we stood in the middle of his kitchen.
“Honestly?” I grinned over the rim of my wineglass.
“Only,” he replied, his stare darkening.
“I spent too much time trying to get ready for a sleepover where I wouldn’t have my clothes on much,” I admitted, maybe doing too good of a job licking the dribbling wine from my bottom lip.
“Meredith, Meredith,” Rowan groaned, taking my wine glass and setting it with his on the counter. I loved the way his lips spread into a grin, and if I had been wearing panties, they might’ve melted with just that look.
My skin was on fire as he closed the distance between us, his eyes flicking between mine while his palms spread around my hips, pulling us closer together.
I reached up for him, but Rowan was too quick and slid his hands along my legs and hoisted me up against him.
Rowan’s fingers kneaded my hips as he pressed me against the wall. Balanced between his hard chest and the cool wall, I felt free. He pulled on my hair, tipping my head back as his tongue licked along my neck. This wasn’t makeup sex. This was honest, blinding passion that overtook us in the kitchen. Using the wall and his hips to balance me, Rowan’s lips consumed mine as his warm hands grazed my stomach to lift my dress off. It bunched at my waist, leaving little between us, especially once he pulled it off and I was bare to him.
The heat from his skin rubbing against mine mixed with just how much I needed him inside of me, on top of me, was overwhelming. As his teeth grazed my throat and his fingers teased me, I knew I couldn’t wait much longer.
I scraped my fingernails along his back, Rowan’s deep growl letting me know he felt the same was as I. Holding me against him, in just my bra, Rowan carried me up the stairs almost effortlessly. He threw me onto the bed and I rolled over, making room for him as he tore off his clothes.
My skin was humming, electrified by just the thought of him touching me as I waited for him to sort through his drawer for a condom.
“You’re perfect,” he told me as he hovered above me. His flexed biceps were on each side of me as he lowered to kiss me. His lips were soft as their trail started against my mouth, but the pressure of each kiss grew as he made his way from my throat to my chest, along my stomach, making me gasp for air when his teeth grazed my inner thigh.
His tongue tortured me, making me forget everything but Rowan and his touch. I grabbed his hair in my hands, pulling him back to me as his mouth followed its trail back along my body.
Lifting my legs around his waist, I tried pulling him down to me, but he was too strong. He barely moved when I tried again, his laugh tickling my throat.
“Please,” I whimpered, not caring that I begged him.
Rowan softly sucked my bottom lip, lifting one hand to spread my legs farther apart as he hovered above me.
“I love you, Meredith,” he murmured, pulling away to brush hair from my face. He smiled at me, his grin perfectly devastating and making me want him so much more. Rowan knew he was in control, and I let him because we both knew it was only a matter of seconds before the world fell apart around us.
I sank into the mattress as he moved above me, my legs spread beneath him, while Rowan inched closer to me. Feeling him against me, I almost lost it. Keeping my eyes open, I wanted to absorb every moment with him.
With a taunting graze, Rowan moved closer, and I followed. His tormenting tease was impossible to resist. Not that I wanted to try. Clawing his back, he gave in and thrust himself into me. It was incredible, the feeling of floating on a cloud as his kisses burned a trail across my body.
Rowan held me against him with one hand behind my back, pressing my chest into his as he caressed the length of my body with his other hand. There were fireworks behind my eyes as they rolled out of control with each powerful push he drove into me. Building higher and higher, I couldn’t get enough. I felt small but mighty beneath him, able to roll us over so I could be on top. His eyes lit up wildly as I slid onto him, moving my hips back and forth to the rhythm he set with his palms spread against my hips.
Arching my back, my hair tickled his legs as I leaned into each quickening rush of movement on top of him. He was close. I could feel every inch of him tense beneath me.
Moaning my name, he reached for my face and I lowered to him, slowly riding out the wave that brought us down together.
Spread on top of him, my body rising and falling with his panting breath, I knew I had to tell him.
“I love you, too,” I spoke into his chest, the warm skin lulling me further into euphoria.
I stirred from his touch, his fingers stroking my bare back as I lay across him in his bed.
“Hungry?” Rowan whispered beneath me, a smile in his voice.
“Famished,” I replied, limply peeling myself from the warmth of his naked body. Rolling off of him, I was too dizzy to look for my dress. Stars and Rowan swirled around in my head.
“Here.” He tossed the thermal he was wearing over to me before pulling out a pair of sweatpants from his dresser. Only sweatpants.
Gnawing my lip, I couldn’t help but stare at him from the waist down and at how perfectly placed everything was.
“My eyes are up here,” he teased, pecking my cheek as he walked by to the door.
