“Blow me and it might be easier.”
Amusement twinkled in his eyes as he stared up at me. “Demanding thing, aren’t ye? Almost as bad as Vail.” He winked, and I snorted, shaking my head.
“You don’t have to if you don’t.... Oh fuck.” I moaned as he slid his lips around me and sank two fingers into my hole at the same time. He worked his fingers in as deep as he could, then yanked them out, and I whimpered. Rowen watched me while he sucked the head of my dick, and then he was back to work more Vaseline into me. It didn’t take long for his fingers to slip and slide easily in my hole.
“Ye’re doing such a good job. Ye make this look so easy, Fallon,” he whispered before digging his tongue in against my slit.
My thighs shook and I thrust deep into his mouth, cutting off a small grunt. He worked his fingers free of my ass. Next thing I knew, he snagged the back of my knee, and I laughed, dropping to the floor. He sort of caught me, but I still landed pretty hard on my ass, and he was quick to cover my body with his and shove my thighs apart.
“What if I wanted to top?” I asked, then stuck my tongue out at him. “Maybe that’s how I’m feeling right now.”
Rowen leaned back and frowned at me, sliding his hands along my sides. “Are ye serious?”
Laughing, I rolled my eyes and went after his belt. “No, after you spent all that time stretching my ass I want your dick, but the look on your face was worth saying it.”
He huffed, then shook his head and kissed me again. We didn’t bother shoving his pants off, and I thought maybe neither one of us had the patience for it because he went up on his knees and yanked on my thighs. My ass was on his suit jacket, which was probably stupid, and the rest of my back was on the dirty floor.
I didn’t care where we were fucking, but normally Rowen would. No, I needed this right now. Sparks blazed in my stomach and my dick throbbed, already close to the edge. I bent my leg and hooked my calf over Rowen’s shoulder, and he kissed along my cheek over to my ear.
“Do ye want this, love?” His voice quavered and a sexy blush spread across his face.
“Aye,” I said, imitating his accent for no good reason, except it made me snicker.
He rolled his eyes and grinned, but then he attacked my mouth again and nudged his dick against my hole. I tried to curve my body toward his and let him know I was beyond ready. The message must’ve gotten through loud and clear because he slammed forward and stole my breath.
“Rowen, you were holding out on me.” I panted, then clenched my teeth as his dick split me open. Slowly, he dragged himself back out. “I thought maybe you didn’t want me.” Nipping his earlobe, I clenched around him as he shuddered.
“I do. Feck, I have for a while,” he whispered in my ear, and then there was no more talking as he pounded me into the floor. His dick battered my insides, but his hands were soft on my hips, and he sucked on my tongue like he was trying to coax an orgasm out of me that way. My balls felt heavy already and my stomach was a scalding swirl of excitement. He skated his hands up my chest and used his thumbs to pluck my nipples, which made my cockhead throb, especially when he teased them as he hammered my P-spot.
“Fuck, Rowen,” I groaned and dropped my head back, eyes squeezed shut. I moved with him, smashing my ass against his dick. I wanted as much of him in me as possible, needed his dick to grind against that good spot in my ass.
“Oh my God, ye’re all muscle, aren’t ye? Shite, this is good. Ye’re so feckin’ pretty,” he said, then shocked me as he leaned down and sucked hard on my neck, right below my ear. He rolled my nipples between his fingers and didn’t stop fucking me. One second, I was trembling on the edge, almost knocked over, and the next, he kissed across my jaw to my mouth. The moment he sucked on my tongue, my balls unloaded so fast and ferociously that my ab muscles hurt.
Yelling, I ground my body against his. Rowen slid his hands down to my hips, trying to hold me still, but I couldn’t stop and he couldn’t make me.
“Yes, feckin’ beautiful.” He drove deep and roared, slamming his groin against my ass so hard there was a loudcrack, like someone had clapped, and then he stayed inside me.
Rowen studied my eyes and my face heated as the sharp punch of pleasure leeched out into my body and my muscles loosened. I flopped to the floor as his dick twitched in my ass. His cheeks went red and a vein stood out on his temple. “Ye’re one of a kind, love,” he murmured, then buried his face against my neck.
All I could do was tighten my arms around him. Talking wasn’t happening yet. He’d melted my brain and I wanted to grope around and check to see if it was a puddle on the floor, but that was too much work.
“Fallon,” he whispered, and it sounded like he wanted to say more, but we held each other. He lifted his head, and this time, when his lips met mine, they were softer and more like what I was used to from kissing him.
Sweet.
Caring.
My heart pounded and I had trouble doing anything except cling to him. I’d been on a roller coaster tonight, and if I let go of him, I might die.
He sat back and grimaced down toward the floor. “Ye deserved better, love,” he whispered.
Smiling, I shrugged. “I expected you to finally do me on a bed with too many pillows and silk sheets.”
His face fell and he slid his arms around me, giving me a hug.
“But this was way fucking better.”
He frowned at me, and his confusion left me laughing. “How do ye figure?”
