"Never expected what?"
I'm fully expecting him to say something about him joining me, but he surprises me when he says, "To love you so much that it consumes my every thought and desire."
He stalks forward and lowers himself into the tub with me, and before he can even settle against the back of the tub, I'm on top of him.
Our kiss is fevered and frantic, full of so much passion that I feel like if I don't get it out, if I don't show him, it will consume me whole.
Tongue for tongue, lick for lick. Back and forth, we volley for control. It's the most tantalizing game of control I've ever played, and I never want it to end.
When his hand slips around to my front, his fingers playing gently with my entrance, I stagger just long enough for him to seize control. And I give in to him, willingly, loving this game just as much as the other.
I gasp when his fingers slip inside me, moaning so loud I'm sure our neighbors can hear me, but I don't care. The only thing that matters isus.
"Such a wet, pretty girl," he purrs as my hips start to swivel to create some friction. He pumps his fingers in and out, and it's the most glorious feeling in the world. At least I think so until one of his other fingers rubs against my clit.
Oh, my— oh, oh, oh.The first glorious feeling is very quickly replaced by this one as my new favorite.
He is relentless in his pursuit of my pleasure. He doesn't let up when my moans turn to screams or when I beg him to stop because the beautiful pleasure has built to something so big, so overwhelming that I feel like if I don't get a release, I might be split in two by it.
No, he keeps pushing, pumping in and out, a crazed look on his face as he chases my pleasure for me. He leans forward and finds my pulse point, and when he sucks, I see fucking stars.
"Oh, oh, oh," I chant over and over as my hands clamp down on his biceps just to keep myself upright.
"Come for me, Daredevil." His command has my pussy clenching so hard I feel like it might break his hand. Over and over, wave after wave hits me at an unrelenting pace.
"Rowan!"
Suddenly I feel his hand pull out, and it's very quickly replaced with something much longer and harder.
"Ooohhhh, fuck," I scream as my orgasm only continues to build with the new intrusion.
He grabs the back of my head and pulls my hair, exposing my neck to him even more. Then he finds that spot again and attacks it like a man starved.
He thrusts his hips up, pounding into me with a desperation I feel in my soul. I want more, I wanteverything.
"Harder," I command.
He meets my command like his life depends on it.
It isn't long before my pussy is spasming again, this time around his massive and oh-so-masterful cock.
His mouth leaves my throat, only to look at my face. I can see it in his eyes; he's there with me but waiting.
We hold each other's gaze as I continue to ride out my second orgasm of the night, and when my pussy finally calms, he pulls out.
It only takes one pump, then two of his closed fist around his cock, before he's releasing his cum into the now-lukewarm bath water.
Now it's my turn to watch him again. And oh, what a beautiful sight it is.
I didn't realize it could be like this. I knew I loved him, but in this moment, I realize just how far I have fallen.
I am completely and irrevocably in love with this man.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Millie
"Want to cuddle in bed?" he asks as he holds a towel out for me.
