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TWENTY
ROWAN
I don’t know what just happened on the balcony, but it had been unlike any sex I’d ever experienced. Raw, powerful, pushing and pulling, we’d been desperate to absorb one another, totally unaware of anything else except our need to get as close as possible. Our bodies’ joining was more than physical. Being in Andrew’s arms was like coming home. And as I hit my climax, the overwhelming sense of absolute freedom and safety led to a rush of tears I couldn’t control. He wrecked my body and ruined my heart, and it was the most beautiful feeling imaginable.
I felt the heat of his cum as it filled the condom, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted it deep inside me, and I wanted to feel it drip down my ass, my thighs. To see the physical proof that I was his and he was mine. When I finally turned around, I made no move to cover my tears. I needed him to see how deeply he’d affected me. The answering look in Andrew’s eyes told me that he was as shocked and awed as I was. We lunged at each other, and our kiss was as passionate as the very first.
I pushed him back inside our room, closing the patio door behind me.
“Drew,” I whispered against his swollen lips, and my hands roamed all over his body, making sure that this wasn’t a dream, that he was warm and real and mine. We somehow managed to stumble into the shower, yanking open the glass door and sealing ourselves inside the tiled walls. Turning on the water, he stepped under the showerhead. Andrew on any day was gorgeous, but with his black hair slicked back and the water sluicing over his defined body, holy fuck. Our lips met in a wet, sultry kiss.
“Drew,” I whispered in between sinful nips and licks. I held his face in my hands and rubbed my thumbs over his sharp cheekbones as I looked into his dark, soulful eyes. “What’s happening here?” I asked even though I already knew the answer. My heart was full to bursting.
“I think we both know exactly what’s going on,” he replied as he grabbed the shower gel and began to lather up my body, starting with my chest and working his way down. “Say it again,” he demanded but I couldn’t think when he touched me. What was he asking?
Pushing me back against the tile wall, he rubbed gently over my stomach and then my dick, and I moaned, my head falling back. He sucked on my neck and slid one leg between mine. I couldn’t believe I was starting to get hard again, but the proof was right there in Andrew’s firm grip.
“Love,” he whispered against my neck, and I shivered despite the hot water that poured over me. “Say it again.”
“I’m yours, love,” I whispered as he raised his head. I looked into his eyes, and they turned molten, liquid with unshed tears. My heart expand and with it, a joyous feeling washed over me, pulling me toward him like the strongest tide. “Tell me I’m not the only one here.”
“No,” he replied hoarsely, and my body tensed. “You’re not the only one. It’s been building for weeks now.” He cupped my face in his hands and gave me a kiss so gentle and sweet my heart constricted. “I’m yours too, sweetheart.”
“Yes,” I murmured as I lunged forward and manhandled Andrew, switching places and shoving him back against the blue tile. I slowly dropped to my knees and slid my hands up his hard thighs, then followed the movement with my mouth, licking, nipping, and teasing his skin. I leaned forward and grabbed his heavy cock with one hand, sucking the swollen head and swirling my tongue around it, savoring the salty taste of his pre-cum.
“More,” Andrew whispered as he spread his thighs wider. I held his gaze as I swallowed his thick cock, and thank fuck I had very little gag reflex. His euphoric expression was one I wanted to remember as I pleasured him, moving up and down. I used my other hand to jerk my pulsing dick. Andrew fucked my face, and I was ravenous for it.
“Fuck, I’m close,” He groaned and suddenly pulled out, stroking himself. I moved my hand faster and faster on my own erection and then Andrew yelled my name as his orgasm overtook him, and he covered my face and neck with his spunk. I tasted his salty cum on my swollen lips as I chased my own high, my orgasm crashing over me like a tsunami. Andrew slowly knelt in front of me, kissing me languidly as our bodies cooled in the steamy enclosure.
After finally catching our breath, we finished washing our bodies and then quietly climbed into bed. It was almost two in the morning, and I was totally depleted but in the very best way. Andrew pulled my body into his, spooning me. Wrapped up in his strong arms, I felt my eyes grow heavy as he whispered in my ear.
“Sweet dreams, Ro.”
I’d never had sweeter.
* * *
ANDREW
I woke up around 10 AM on New Year’s Day with Rowan curled around my body. We’d somehow switched positions in the middle of the night, and he was wound around me like a lonely octopus. Just the thought made me smile. Even in sleep, he had a tight hold on me.
The room was perfectly quiet except for our breathing, the faint echo of the ocean waves, and the chirp of morning birds outside our patio doors. I ran my hand along Rowan’s arm, tracing the warm skin and enjoying the total peace I felt in his arms. There was no rush to get out of bed or any urge to pull myself away. Normally I preferred to sleep alone, since I was prone to restlessness. I didn’t feel that way with him.
After the unbelievable night we’d shared, I should’ve been exhausted and yet my dick was throbbing, raring to go. Rowan was ready too, since his enormous erection made a home in the crease of my ass. His hips moved and I heard a low moan and wondered if he was still sleeping. All that was cleared up right quick when his hand roamed south to grip my morning wood, and he bit my neck and sucked hard. And just like that, languorous morning touches turned downright dirty.
“Fuck, Rowan, you’re going to give me another giant hickey. Everyone will see it,” I groused, but my complaint lost its effectiveness when in the next instant I let out the loud moan that his touch inspired and writhed against him. He was fucking talented with his mouth and his hands, finding and taking full advantage of every erogenous zone on my body.
“I know,” he murmured, his voice deep and gravelly from sleep. The scent of our sex was heady, and I breathed in deeply, committing it to memory. “I’m marking my territory. Every man that chases after you will know to back off.”
His possessive words and his firm grip on my aching cock were driving me close to the edge. It wouldn’t take much at this point. He slid his cock between my thighs, rubbing it against my hole, my taint, my balls. Over and over. Teasing me.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Drew. I want to see you come apart for me. Give yourself to me,” he whispered hotly in my ear. Between his provocative words and the wicked hand job, I was done, I was flying. I let the pleasure of my release wash over me, and I heard his answering groan. He pulled back and came all over my ass. The hot cum lashed my skin and then he rubbed it in, over my cheeks and my tight hole, crooning filthy praise that made my entire body light up like last night’s celebration.
“Jesus, talk about a wakeup call.” He panted and flopped on his back. I turned over and lay on my side facing him, propped up on one elbow. His eyes surveyed me and then locked with mine. I could see desire mixed with apprehension and, yes, love. We needed to have a serious talk, but I could tell now wasn’t the time. Last night’s emotions were too fresh for either of us to deal with just yet.
“Now that we’ve had our morning exercise, let’s get dressed and head out. I want to explore the island.” I offered, breaking the tension of our silence.
Rowan pursed that luscious mouth of his and shook his head.
