She tilts her head up and turns her gaze on me. “Don’t make me beg.”
“How badly do you want me inside you?” I continue to tease us, allowing myself just a taste by letting my tip go inside.
She moans out of frustration and tries to push her hip into me, but I pull mine back.
“Rowan,” she cries in desperation, and fuck if that doesn’t make me want her more.
I give in and slowly give us what we both want, feeling her tightness and warmth around me. We both moan once I get the tip in, and I need to breathe.
“Please, Rowan. I need more,” she gasps out.
I shake my head. “I need to go slow for both of us. Just getting a taste of you right now is putting me over the edge.”
She whines and tries to push herself onto me, but I grab her waist, holding her. My dick throbs as I slip into her, inch by inch.
“Fuck,” she cries out.
I let out another breath and pushed myself in fully. We both moan in pleasure, and my fingers dig into her waist. I move her hips, pumping myself in and out. She continues to moan and say every curse word under the sun. She holds onto the headboard but lowers herself, giving me more access to go deep into her.
I start to feel her lose control of herself. She starts to move with me, slamming into me harder and harder. The headboard continues to hit the wall, and I put my hands over hers, so she doesn’t destroy her knuckles.
I use the headboard to thrust into her. I start to lose myself, picking up my pace and slamming into her.
Right now, I know this is us fucking, not making love. I know the difference, and I’m okay with that right now. Because I know we’ll have our moment where we can make love slowly, lazily, wrapped in each other’s arms. What we’re doing now, ravenous and wild, is from all the pent-up sexual frustration between us, and we can finally have what we want.
I feel her hand beneath mine grip the headboard harder as she tries to catch her breath. I let my other hand wander and grab one of her breasts. My fingers skim her sensitive, peaked nipple. I test her and pinch it.
“Oh myGod,” she cries out again.
I smile and pinch it again. “He isn’t here right now, baby. It’s just me.”
“Rowan,” she moans out after I continue to pinch and rub her nipple between my fingers.
I attempt to slow down my hips, wanting to feel every part of her. I pull out until it’s just the tip and push myself back in, pulling a moan from her. I do it again, getting a gasp from her.
“You make the most beautiful sounds come out of that mouth of yours,” I say, bending down when I place my lips on her shoulder.
I pull my dick out when I feel myself toward the edge of release, and she whips her head back to me.
“What’s wrong?” she asks in a sweet voice while she catches her breath.
“You’re making me go crazy. I don’t want this to end.” I pepper her shoulders with kisses.
She sits up and turns around, cupping my face, kissing me passionately and roughly at the same time. I bite her lip, and our tongues sweep over each other. I feel her hands on my chest and the pressure she gives to push me back.
I lay down, and she straddles me. I hold on to her hips while she rocks herself on my dick while it lays flat on my stomach. Slowly and sensually.
forty-four
ELLIE
I rockmyself back and forth on him while I bite my bottom lip out of pleasure. Rowan Williams has certainly been blessed. I bend down to kiss him deeply while I run my fingers through his hair. I never want this to end.
“Lift your hips for me, baby,” Rowan tells me deeply with a whisper of his lips.
I do as he says, and he takes himself in his hand and props it up perfectly for me. I feel the tip of him, and I bury my face in his neck. The feel of him makes me lose control, and I bite his neck gently. To my delight, this gets a groan out of him.
I smile to myself and bite him again. I bite and suck and lick.
