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Clara
I wake up to an empty bed. Shooting up and looking around for Rhett I find him curled up in Rowan’s lap, who’s leaning against the wall still. Both snoring lightly with a puppy blanket thrown over them. Rowan’s cheek is leaning on the top of his head as he holds Rhett to him. They look so peaceful and content. I’m scared to move and startle them awake. As quietly and slowly as I can, I move off Rhett’s bed and slowly move to the door. My hand is on the knob when I feel fingers wrap around my thigh and squeeze, “Going somewhere, Pretty Girl?”
My eyes flash to him to find that he’s smirking and looking up at me, those forest eyes dancing with trouble. “Let me lay him down and we’ll go back to bed. The suns barely up.” I’ve never seen anyone move as swift and smooth as Rowan Byrne. He pops up with Rhett in his arms and lays him down before covering him up with the stealth and grace of a panther. Rhett blinks his eyes open and looks between us.
“Can I watch a movie?”I nod and Rowan gets him set up.
“Come get us if you need us okay?”
Rhett yawns, nods and snuggles back in his bed, he’ll be back to sleep in a few minutes. We do this every Sunday morning. It’s his only lazy day of the week, and he takes full advantage.
Grabbing Rowan’s hand and dragging him out of my son’s room, I hear his dark chuckle. This man cannot have hismuscles, abs, and tattoos on full display. Standing in my house being the sweetest man, caring for us the way he does, and expect me not to have this visceral need to touch him, to feel him, to taste him. A filthy smirk covers his face when I pull him into my room and shut and lock the door.
“Can I help you with something, Pretty Girl?”
Not even answering him, my knees hit the floor in one smooth motion. My hands have a mind of their own as they make their way to the waistband of his black boxer briefs. His hand instantly threads into my hair.
“Whoa, baby. Are you sure?”
Licking my lips, I shoot him my most seductive smirk, while pulling his boxers down. I’m pretty sure that’s enough of an answer for him. Every time I see his gorgeous cock my breath catches, he could not be more perfect. Peeking up at him through my lashes while staring him directly in the eyes my tongue snakes out and licks the bead of precome off his tip. He bites his bottom lip and watches me as my lips wrap around the head of his thick cock and suck. Using my hand to grip the base I move my hand in tandem with my mouth, still watching Rowan’s face.
He tips his head back and lets out a low, “Fuckkk yeah, Pretty Girl. Just like that.” I pick up my pace and take more of him into my mouth, not stopping until his crown hits the back of my throat and my gag reflex kicks in. His hips jut forward as he starts to guide my movements.
“You look so pretty with your mouth wrapped around me. Such a good girl taking so much of my cock.” Moaning around him as my thighs start to feel slick with my arousal while also feeling him thicken in my mouth. “Clara, I’m going to come. If you need to stop, stop now.” Doubling my efforts and witha long low moan from deep in his chest my mouth is flooded with his release. Watching him as I swallow every last drop his eyes find mine as his chest heaves. Pulling off before licking my lips, he reaches under my arms and lifts me up. My arms instinctively circle his neck and my legs wrap around his waist.
Our lips find each other and my fingers scratch the back of his head. His knees buckle as he pushes me against the door, “Fuck, I’ll never get enough of you.”
Panting I press my forehead to his. “Good, I don’t think I want you to.”
I trail kisses across his jaw and down his neck nipping as I go. He carries me into the shower and turns it on. While it’s warming up he lifts my shirt over my head and begins feasting on my breasts. I’m positive my nipples can cut glass when he’s done sucking, biting, and playing. Setting me on my feet he helps me remove my shorts and panties, after he’s done he helps me into the shower. Crowding me from behind he presses my front into the cold tiles of the shower wall.
Moving my hair to the side Rowan starts kissing all over the back of my neck, using his hands he pulls me back by my hips. He gently kicks my legs apart and pushes my upper back gently until my face is pressed to the tile and my legs are spread, ass out for him. I feel him press into me and grind. He’s hard again already? How is that even possible? The next thing I know the crown of his hard length is pressing into my soaked pussy. I need him, unable to stop myself as I press back impaling myself fully onto him.
We both let out a loud moan as Rowan grips my hips. “Are we eager this morning, Pretty Girl?” He nips at my ear and starts slowly thrusting. “Baby, you feel so perfect. I’ll never be the same. You’ve ruined me for anyone else.” Pressingback matching him thrust for thrust I can’t help but smirk.
“Good, because I’m ruined too. Have you seen your cock? How do I move on from that?” Rowan growls and picks up his pace.
“You don’t. I’m a jealous asshole. I’d hate to have to show you how much so.” His hand reaches around my shoulders and he slowly moves up until his hand wraps around my neck. He’s not squeezing, but it’s a firm grasp.
“Good or stop?”
I pant out, “Keep going. Oh Roe, keep going.” I feel his grip tighten just a little more. His other hand makes its way to my slit and his fingers circle that bundle of nerves quickly.
“Your pussy chokes me so good baby. Fuck, that’s a good girl. Come for me, Come all over my cock.” That’s it my inner walls starts convulsing and I let out a loud moan. My legs buckle and Rowan has to hold me up as he fucks me through it, “Atta girl, just like that.” He thrusts a few more times before he empties himself deep inside of me. We both try to catch our breath. Rowan’s still wrapped around me holding me up by one arm wrapped around my shoulders and one wrapped around my waist. He breaths out a, “Fuck.” followed by, “Are you okay? Shit, Clara, we didn’t use a condom. I’m so sorry. I’m clean I swear. I am so sorry.”
Relaxing into his hold, “It’s okay Rowan, I trust you. I’m clean too and I have an IUD. So you don’t have to worry about me getting knocked up.” He spins me around to face him so quickly causing me to almost lose my balance.
“I’m not worried about that. I’m moving at your pace but understand this: I want nothing more than for us to have more kids one day. It doesn’t have to be soon, but I’m not scared of you getting pregnant.”
My eyebrows shoot up and I’m rendered speechless. I should think he’s insane. I should kick him out. I should say something, but I don’t. Instead my lips press to his while fighting the butterflies in my stomach. I’m not sure what this feeling is, but I’m definitely too apprehensive to think too hard about it.
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I’m watching Rowan strap Rhett into the car seat of his black 2024 Chevy Tahoe. Rhett’s clinging on to Safe by the neck while Rowan adjusts his chest clip. Finishing up he looks at me unsure, “Is this right?” Smiling at him I check it over, of course it’s perfect, his attention to detail is next to none.
“Yeah, babe, You did it right.” I smile and press a kiss to the underside of his jaw. He cups my face and brushes his lips over mine.
