I’m not used to taking naps, but with Addison curled up next to me, I feel my eyes growing heavy as I brush out her strands. The heaviness of what I’ve just shown her settles over me, but it doesn't feel as weighted as I once remembered it.
As we both lull to sleep, it’s a picture-perfect image, and I can’t imagine our lives any other way.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Addison
I wake up an hour later, and it’s because my body is humming with arousal. I spent the better half of the day wounded so tightly that I was on the edge of release. When I finally did get to cum, it wasn’t as satisfying as I thought it would be. I neededmore.
I’m still pissed about that.
Did I deserve it? Personally, I don’t think so. So what if I scrapbooked in one of his precious encyclopedias and covered his desk in glitter? It’s not a cause for me to be denied an orgasm.
Oh…
Maybe I am a brat?
Well, why stop the streak now?
Another part of me is a little offended. After Rowan showed me his scars, I think he was expecting me to look at him differently. I was upset for him. No kid deserves to go through that, and it pained me even more when I realized he was expectingdisgust.
Well, he doesn't know me as well as he thinks he does, then, and I plan to show him just how unchanged I am.
I glance over my shoulder at him and ease my hips back until my ass rubs against his half-mast cock. Even when it isn’t fully hard, it has me second-guessing my actions before a strong hand grabs my hips and grinds me back into it.
“You’re playing with fire, Sunshine.” Comes Rowan’s rough morning voice.
It causes my insides to liquify as I glance over my shoulder with an innocent look. “I don’t know what you’retalking about.”
Half-lidded eyes burn into mine as he pushes his hips close to mine. “Mhmm. And what if I fuck you until you forget your name? Then what?”
I bite my lip as his cock grinds into me. “That’s not possible.”
“Oh?” He sounds dangerous from behind me. “Should we put it to the test?”
“I-I’ll win because that won’t happen.”
He flips me over onto my back before pinning my wrists above my head and shoving between my thighs. “Alright, Sunshine. Don’t worry. I’ll remind you of who you are.” He leans close, his lips brushing over mine. “You’remine.”
“And I’ll laugh when I’m completely lucid,” I nip at his lower lip, challenge swirling in my eyes. “Keep dreaming.”
He yanks his shirt off of me before resting back on his thighs and unbuttoning his pants. “I only dream of you.” He winks.
I roll my eyes. “Of course you do. I’m great.”
He grabs my cheeks, getting my attention as he leans closer. “Just so we’re clear, I respect you and I would never hurt you, Sunshine. Because the way I’m about to fold you up is anything but respectful.”
My brow furrows. “What?”
He’s off the bed before I can process his words. He loses his pants and boxers until he’s in all his bare glory before me. I’m struck by how perfect he is.
He isn’t a lean kind of muscle. His thighs are thick and sculpted, and the expanse of his chest is wide and strong. The ink stretching over his skin is beautiful, but it’s nothing compared to the man beneath it. He could have forgone the tattoos, and he would have been just as mouth-watering as he is now.
Justwow.
Oh, fuck. Am I drooling?
He grabs my ankle, shocking me out of my trance ashe drags me down the bed. I try to scramble away, but he overpowers me as he flips me over, and my feet hit the cold floor.
