Page 70 of Catching Feelings

She shakes her head and bites her bottom lip. I lower my mouth to hers, pushing her teeth away with my tongue and take over the job, lightly biting her lower lip between my teeth.

“Challenge accepted.”

“Miles, I—”

I quiet her with my mouth and rub my cock against her pussy. Her legs lock around my hips again and she lifts them in invitation. Two seconds ago, she was afraid I wouldn’t fit, and now she’s begging for me to be inside her.

The woman has never had multiple orgasms and I’m about to blow that record out of the fucking water. Pun intended this time. Granted, we’re not in water, but that will be my next goal. Get her off in my hot tub. My bathtub. In my shower. Or hers.

Her apartment is small and the shower stall isn’t much bigger than an airplane bathroom, but I’m up for the challenge. Just means she’s gotta get extra close to me. No complaints here.

In one quick move, I flip us so she’s straddling my middle. I look up into her eyes and brush her hair out of her face. Her tits hang low, ripe for the picking, but I keep my attention on her face.

“You’re mesmerizing, Rowan. So fucking sweet and sexy. You have no idea how badly I want you.”

“I think I do.” The corner of her mouth quirks and the pink glow on her cheeks turns a deeper shade of crimson.

“Sit on my face, baby.”

“What?” Her eyes grow big and round. “I can’t. I’d crush you.”

“What a way to go.” I shimmy down the mattress and my feet hang off the end. She doesn’t have a head or footboard, but she can brace herself on the wall. “Come here, Doc.”

I slide her up my chest and groan as the slickness between her legs leaves a trail on my torso, marking me with her cum. My fingers dig into her thighs and I lift her so she’s sitting on my face.

“Miles.” Her hand bangs against the wall, but all I can concentrate on is her wet pussy, already soaking me.

It won’t take long to get her off again. Good. My cock needs to feel the tight walls of her pussy. I pull her down and impale my tongue in her cunt. Her gasps have me licking harder, faster.

My fingers dig into her thighs and I’m about to prompt her to ride my face when she starts moving on her own.

“Yeah, baby.” My words are muffled between the heat and wetness between her thighs. I flatten my tongue and strum it against her clit.

“Oh, God. Miles. Don’t stop. Oh, God.”Thunk.

Either her head or her hand hits the wall and she bounces faster. I pull her clit between my lips, then stroke her again as she calls out my name and thunks the wall, again.

“Miles,” she begs.

She soaks my face and I continue to lap her cum, sucking her clit between my teeth. I don’t let up, even as her orgasm tapers out. Blindly, I reach to my side and find the condom. While Rowan comes down from her high, I fumble with the wrapper and sheath myself. Her body is limp, and I easily roll her over.

“Hold on to me, Row.” I tease the tip of my cock along the seam of her pussy and watch as she opens her eyes, staring up at me with desire. “I won’t hurt you. I promise.”

She nods and takes a deep breath. Inch by slow inch, I push myself into her. I’m only halfway buried in her tight walls and I’m afraid I’m going to blow my load.

I force myself to think about something else. Bench press. Bicep curls. Chest flies.

Rowan’s round tits.

Perky nipples.

Shit. Not working.

Lunges.

Deadlifts.

Rowan’s round ass.

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