“Are you trying to make me cry, Rowan Williams?” I laugh through what sounds like a cry. I can feel my eyes prickle with tears.
“I would never try to make you cry. Not if it's a tear of anger or hurt or worry.”
I can feel a single tear fall down my temple, but Rowan gets closer to me and kisses it onto his lips. He sets his head back down and cradles my face with his other hand.
“I’d like very much to kiss you right now,” he tells me.
“I’m all yours.”
He leans in while still holding my cheek and presses a soft, warm kiss to my lips. I lean in toward him while my hand finds the nape of his neck. I feel his tongue slide into my mouth, and I suck on it, letting myself taste him in every way.
I feel his hand that was on my face, running down my neck shoulder, and stopping at my waist. I can feel his fingers dig into my skin in the most sensual way. I let out a small whimper when I feel him nip at my bottom lip.
A second later, I find my body turning itself toward him, wanting to feel him on me. He lets go of my hand and slides it on the other side of my waist, gently bringing me on top of him while our lips are still locked together.
My body shivers when I start to feel him press against me in the most delicious way. I can feel my knees start to get bothered with the material of the roof, but I don’t care. Let them get scratched up.
“I want to fuck you. Right here,” I tell him desperately against his lips.
I move my lips to his neck, his jaw, and the back of his ear.
“We will need to be very, very quiet.” His large hands caress my ass, moving my hips. “Do you think you can stay quiet?”
I moan quietly into his ear before telling him, “I can try. But I can’t make any promises.” I lift my gaze to him, and he licks my lips with the tip of his tongue before pulling me in for more.
I pull myself up and quickly unbutton his pants and see the pre-cum on his briefs. I look at him with a devilish smirk.
“That’s what you do to me, honey,” he says with a similar smirk.
I tug down his briefs just enough, and his hard, solid length springs upward. I need to wrap my hand around him. I need to feel the warmth. I only grab it long enough to lick his tip, making him inhale a sharp breath. I look up at him with an arrogant smile.
“Don’t tease me, Ellie,” he pleads.
I raise myself and go back to him, kissing him while I pull my lace underwear and cotton shorts to the side. I lift my hips up while still holding him in my hand and slide the tip of him back and forth along my clit.
His hand finds my hair and tugs on it so nicely while he lets out a groan. I feel his hips moving up, but I continue to tease him by stroking his tip up and down on me.
“You’re so goddamn wet.” He pulls me down to kiss him again. The kiss is rough and needy. His tongue plays with mine, begging me to give him more.
I smile against his lips and then drag his tip to my entrance, continuing to tease him while I take full control of him.
“Shit,” he groans. “Honey, Ellie, I will beg until my voice is hoarse. Please.”
I look at him and kiss him one more time before saying, “Well, since you asked nicely.” I kiss him while I lower myself onto him, and we both moan into each other’s mouths.
Every inch of him stretches me so perfectly, and I can’t get enough of it. I let go of him and lower myself on the rest of him until I feel him completely fill me. We continue to kiss while I rock my hips and move up and down.
His hands hold my hips, and I let him guide me at the rhythm he wants me at. A slow, lazy, loving pace. He wants to enjoy this. Enjoy me and how I feel. Nothing rough or fast, but just the comfortable, slow movement.
“I love you so fucking much, Ellie. You have no idea,” he breathes out while he stares into my eyes.
I push myself up and start to control my movements now. I look down at him, my hair falling into my face. “I love you, Rowan,” I say through each breath I take.
“You’re a fucking goddess, the way you look under these stars while you fuck me. You ride me so goddamn good, baby.” His fingers dig into my hips.
I let my hands roam over my body, going under my shirt and to my hard nipples. I play with them while I look at Rowan and the hunger he carries in his eyes for me.
He takes his hand, slips it under the fabric of my underwear, and starts to play with me, sending a shockwave through my body. I gasp and pull one of my hands from my shirt to cover my mouth, holding in a moan I so desperately want to let out.
