I moan into the kiss, melting into his touch. I almost surrender to it right then and there, but then I hear Hazel make a noise and it draws me back to the present. I pull away from his kiss and he meets me with an amused look.
“Are you ready to eat?” I squeak.
“Of course,” he says with a smirk, making me blush.
I grab our dinner off the stove and place it on the table. We eat and talk about the run that Rowan went on. He and Cane had to go meet our Tennessee charter halfway to Nashville toexchange some paperwork that we needed. The Silver Springs charter is the founding charter of the Sovereign Sons and is the head charter because of it. The other charters have to follow the Silver Springs’ rules. It basically means that Grayson is the president, and Rowan is the vice president of the entire club. It’s a lot of responsibility for the two of them.
He also fills me in on Sovereign Spirits. The bar is doing well for the club, and I couldn’t be prouder of Rowan. He brought the idea for the bar to the club, and it’s been a success so far. We didn’t go to the grand opening because of everything, but I want to go see what they’ve been working so hard on.
I clean up the mess from dinner and feed Hazel when she gets fussy. Breastfeeding has been a beautiful bonding time for us, but today, it’s not easing my nerves like it usually would. I’m anxious and excited, and nothing is changing that.
“Why don’t you get comfortable, and I’ll put her in her crib?” Rowan offers.
“Sure,” I squeak.
We’ve been putting Hazel in her crib for small amounts of time, mostly when we’re still awake, to try to get her used to the idea of sleeping in her room. As much as I love having her in her bassinette through the night, I know that it’s easier to start them on a sleep schedule when they’re young.
I kiss Hazel’s chubby cheeks and hand her over to Ro. He can tell something is off with me; I can see it in his gaze. I don’t let him ask me about it, though. No, I just rush past him and go into our bedroom.
I close the door behind me and lean against it, sighing. I try to get my heart rate under control. I shouldn’t be this nervous. I want to move things forward with Rowan. I want to take the next step in our relationship. I already know that he’s here for mewithout sex involved. I want the sex, though. I need it.I’ve never wanted anyone the way that I want him.
I take a deep breath and move away from the door, knowing I don’t have long until he’ll be in here, trying to find out what’s going on. I quickly undress and pull out a black, lace bra and thong set. The lace softly scrapes over my sensitive flesh making me squeeze my thighs together. I walk into the bathroom and run a brush through my long hair, detangling it and then adjusting my bra straps in the mirror.
I take myself in. My cheeks are rosy, almost the same color as my nipples peaking through my lace bra. My stomach and hips have more stretch marks, and my hips and breasts are fuller, but I don’t hate this new body.Rowan makes me feel sexy every day.
I hear the door open and close. “Ev?”
I take a deep breath and walk into our bedroom. Rowan’s eyes bulge when he sees me. “I talked to my doctor today,” I murmur as I walk toward him. “I’m all cleared.”
His tongue flicks out to wet his lips as he reaches out and runs his fingers over my collar bone and down my chest, skating lightly over my breast. My skin pebbles in their wake. “Is that why your nerves are all over the place, baby?”
“Yes,” I reply breathily.
“Well,” he murmurs as his finger circles my nipple through the lace of my bra. “We’ll just have to settle those nerves.”
The next thing I know, I’m in his arms and he’s carrying me toward our bed. He lies me down and stands by the bed between my spread thighs.
“You look incredible, Everly,” he rasps as his eyes take in every inch of me. “Even better than I could have ever imagined. Let’s see if you taste better, too.”
He grabs my leg, flipping me onto my stomach and then grabs my hips, pulling them up so I’m on my knees. His fingers find the lace of my thong, and he pulls it down my thighs, letting the material fall to my knees. His hand roams over the skin of my ass, trailing down the globe to my pussy.
“You’re so fucking wet for me, Ev,” he groans as his thick finger slips inside me.
His thumb finds my clit and rubs gentle circles as he adds another finger. I clench around him and thrust my hips back, eager for more of him. He doesn’t give me his cock, though. He covers me with his mouth, instead.
I’ve never had a man eat my pussy from behind. I’ve never had a man be so close to my ass. It doesn’t make me uncomfortable, though, because it’s Rowan.
He’s effectively underneath me, sucking my clit while he fingers me, hitting that spot deep inside me. I’m so close to coming that it almost scares me. It has never happened this fast. I try to scoot away, but Rowan grabs my hips and pulls me back.
“Don’t even think about it,” he growls. “I’m not finished with you, yet.”
I moan and throw my head back as he pulls me onto his mouth, making me sit on his face. I’m sure he’ll suffocate, but he doesn’t seem to mind. “Oh fuck, Rowan. That feels so good.”
My praise only pushes him on. His tongue flicks my clit as he massages my g-spot, and I shatter. I collapse on top of his face. Luckily, his arms are wrapped around my thighs, because I would have crushed him.
I’m faintly aware of him flipping me onto my back. “You taste so fucking good, baby. Are you feeling okay?”
I open my eyes and find his heated gaze watching me. “I feel incredible.”
