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I whimper at his words, and his fingers continue teasing me, drawing me closer to the edge only to pull away when I get close to falling.
“Rowan, please,” I beg. He pulls back and stares at me, his eyes dark with need.
“Do you want me to do it again? Lick your wet and juicy pussy like I did last time?”
Oh,God!
His voice and his scent…the way he watches me…touches me…
Everything about him is sensual and has need rocketing through me.
“Please,” I beg, nodding eagerly. He draws his fingers away and drops to his knees before grabbing my thigh and lifting it over his shoulder.
Rowan leans in and traces his lips over my inner thighs, his warm breath fanning my sensitive skin. My lips open in a gasp when he drags his nose over my sex, inhaling deeply.
“Fuck, Angel,” he growls, his voice deep and low. “You smell…hmm, delicious. I could bury myself here all night, just lapping at your juices until I am coated with your honey.”
“Yes!” I moan, my aching pussy clenching at his dirty talk.
I need…I want…
Please.
He must hear this silent cry because he leans in and slides his thick tongue over my slit, and that’s all it takes for me to fall apart.
“Oh! God, Rowen…”
His fingers tighten around my thighs as his tongue explores my body, licking my pussy, lingering on sensitive spots, and teasing my virgin hole. It feels erotic, sinful.
Right.
My back arches when the sensation becomes too much, the heat of his mouth dragging me closer and closer to the edge. His tongue teases my aching clit, and my eyes burst open when his lips wrap around my clit and suckle.
“Oh–” I cry out, digging my fingers into his hair and pulling at the silky-smooth strands.
“So good,” he growls between licks, his movements turning feverish. “Your pussy is so fucking delicious, Angel. All pink and wet for me.”
My fingers tighten in his hair, and my hips roll harder, riding his face and chasing the sweet release his touch promises me.
“I want you to cum for me, Angel,” he demands. “Coat me with your juices.”
The rumble of his deep, velvety voice against my sensitive sex sends me over the edge.
“Row—Oh, God!” A scream tears out of my throat, my body tightens, and tremors take over as pleasure slams through me, threatening to knock me out.
He doesn’t stop, his tongue dragging out the orgasm and lapping me through the aftershocks. When he finally raises his head, his lips are slick and shining, coated with my juices.
He’s perfect.
And he’smine.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Rowan
She’s beautiful.
Breathtakingas she watches me undress.
