Page 77 of Claiming Charlotte

His hands caressed my body and toyed with my clit before his thumb moved to tease my asshole.

“Rowan,” I said, barely audible.

“It may take you a while to get there sometimes, Lottie, but once I send you over the edge you never stop; every time you come it’s like a damn slip and slide.” He pinched my clit between his fingers with a chuckle. “It just makes the process that much more enjoyable.”

I felt his hands run across my back and latch on to the top of the bar that held me in place. His dick dragged against my walls every time he drove into me hard.

“Right there, harder, Rowan please.”

“Come for me, Princess. Fuck...fuck…” Thrust. “Give.” Thrust. “Me.” Thrust. “What.” Thrust. “I want.”

The last time he slammed into me hard, it was the first time he had ever come before me, and it tipped me over, feeling his seed coat my insides, but he didn’t move, and I knew what he was trying to do. Ever since the night at the cabin he's stayed inside me, allowing my pussy to keep his cock warm as he spilled into me.

“Fuck this,” he said “Let’s get you out of here, so I can take you upstairs. I want to watch the face you make as your cunt pulses around my cock.”

Hurriedly unlatching the straps and lifting the top, I removed myself and almost fell to the floor, when he caught me, carrying me upstairs to our bed.

Slowly, he laid me down on the silk sheets and I was wrapped in their cool embrace, but it was soon replaced by Roe as he dragged his hand from my midsection up to my jawline resting his thumb there comfortably.

“You took it so well, Princess, this is going to hurt, but I know you can always take more.”

At the same time, he drove his cock into me, he released one of the nipple clamps and my body writhed under him; it was painful, but it quickly turned pleasurable when his hot mouth dipped low taking it in his mouth, and sucking; adding and releasing pressure allowing the throbbing feeling to dissipate faster.

He released the other, and I gritted my teeth at the pressure before feeling the rough pad of his finger mix with the slow rolling of his hips into mine.

I wrapped my legs around him, urging him to go deeper and laced my fingers in his hair, he complied, and my back arched against the mattress allowing him to sneak his hand around my neck.

“Look at me Roe,” I breathed.

His eyes shot up to mine and he released my nipple, a small moan leaving my lips.

“I want to stay here… with you,” I whispered with a smile. This would be our home. We deserved this. Rowan deserved to rest, he was tired and after tomorrow, plans would go into effect.

He drove into me hard, pressing his forehead against mine with a smile. “I fucking love you.”

My toes curled as he hit all the right spots, and his mouth moved to mine swallowing my screams as another orgasm ricocheted through me. He soon followed, opting to stay inside of me while we both came off of it.

“I love painting your insides, Princess,” he said breathlessly, rolling off of me.

“I know what you’re doing, Rowan, just don’t be disappointed if it’s not the outcome we want,” I said sadly.

“Shhh. I just like how warm and moist it is after we are done.” He cracked a smile.

“Please never say that again, that word is the worst.”

“You got it boss.”

I laughed when he reached over and opened a mini fridge pulling out two water bottles and strawberries.

“You really thought of everything, didn't you?”

“Call me the king of laziness, you'll thank me later.”

He traced the strawberry along my lips and I took a bite loving the way the freshness mingled with my tastebuds. He leaned over and seductively licked the remaining juice from my lips before sitting back.

“Hmmm,” he pondered, sitting up against the headboard and I covered my face with my hands.

“Roe don’t.”

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