“That’s one way to use what Coach Luis has been teaching us.” I slid my hands up his muscular arms.
He smirked. “Surprised you didn’t counterattack.”
“Too interested in what you’re going to do next.”
His pupils widened before he lowered his head, trailing kisses down my neck, his teeth scraping my pulse point, sending a shudder through my body. I arched against him, silently pleading for more. He chuckled against my skin, the vibration sending another wave of pleasure through me.
“Rowan,” I gasped. “If you’re trying to kill me, you’re doing a damn good job.”
He tilted his head up, a smug grin playing on his lips. “Not killing you. Just making up for lost time.”
His hands continued their downward journey, making quick work of my fly. I lifted my hips to help him slide my pants and boxers down, my cock springing free, already hard and leaking.
His gaze heated as his tongue darted out to wet his lips. “Still can’t believe this is real.”
“Less talking, more sucking,” I retorted, though there was no real heat behind my words because I felt the exact same way.
He laughed, a low, husky sound that shot straight to my groin. “You’re a lot bossier now.”
He didn’t make me wait any longer. He slid down the bed, settling between my thighs, his hot breath ghosting over my length. I watched through heavy-lidded eyes as he took me in hand, giving a few slow licks and toe-curling sucks that had me seeing stars.
“I’m not going to last if you keep teasing me like that,” I warned.
“Good.” He finally took me into his mouth.
The wet heat was almost enough to undo me right then and there. I bit back a curse, my hands fisting the sheets as he bobbed up and down. His tongue swirled around the head, probing the slit before taking me deeper down his throat.
“Fuck,” I groaned, my hips arching off the bed. “Just like that.”
He hummed around me, and one of his hands came up to cup my balls, rolling them gently as he continued to blow me. It was almost too much to handle, the pleasure threatening to push me over the edge far sooner than I wanted.
“Wait,” I gasped.
He lifted off me, his lips glistening as his gaze met mine. “Something wrong?”
“No. I just want you inside me when I come.”
He smirked. “Well, when you put it like that ...”
He reached over to grab the lube from my nightstand, and I helped him out of his boxers. Once he was completely bare, I found myself unable to tear my eyes away from his hard muscles and golden skin.
“Like what you see?” he asked, catching me staring.
“Always have,” I replied honestly, drawing him down for another kiss.
This one was slower and deeper. When we finally broke apart, we were both breathing heavily. Rowan squeezed some lube onto his fingers and massaged it over my rim. My eyes widened.
“Now,” I demanded. “I need you now.”
He rolled on a condom and positioned himself at my hole, pushing in slowly, giving me time to stretch around him. We both groaned as he bottomed out, and he started with slow, shallow movements, gradually building speed until he was pounding into me. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the room as I met him thrust for thrust, my legs wrapping around his waist and forcing him deeper.
“Harder,” I gasped, my head thrown back in ecstasy. “Don’t hold back.”
He obliged, angling his hips to hit that spot inside me that nearly made me black out. I cried out as he hit it again and again.
“I’m close,” he rasped, his rhythm faltering.
“Me too,” I moaned, my hand jerking my cock as he drove into me.
