“You ready for this?”
I squirm in response to his deep, growly voice. “I’ve been ready.”
He thrusts inside me and my back arches with how good it feels to be filled by him. He’s thick and wide, and I can feel him everywhere.
He slowly retreats and I clench my inner muscles to keep him where I want him.
Rowan growls before punching his hips and thrusting inside me again. “You asked for it,” he grunts.
Hell yeah, I did.
I hold on for the ride as he finds his rhythm. With every thrust he makes, I push back into him. The room is filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin and my moans. The noise serves to spur on my excitement more.
“Not gonna last long. Need you to come,” he grumbles before his hand snakes between us to find my clit.
“Come for me, Ash. For me.”
He rubs my clit as his thrusts speed up and I’m a goner. My nails dig into his neck as my climax rushes through my body.
“Rowan,” I groan as my body clenches around him.
His thrusts become erratic and his breath hitches.
“Ash. Ash. Ash,” he recites as I feel him fill me with his seed. His fingers on my breast squeeze until I’m sure I’ll have bruises there tomorrow. I don’t care. I’ll proudly wear them as a reminder.
He buries his face in my hair as his front collapses against my back. His hand drops from my breast to band around my waist.
“Sleep, my dream. Sleep.”
My body sated, I have no problem following his order and fall into a deep, dreamless sleep.