Page 95 of Dirty Play

“You can feel it,” she whimpers, shifting her hips, seeking more friction.

“Oh, indeed.” I chuckle darkly, sliding my fingers deeper, feeling the way she clenches around them.

She pushes back against me, pressing her ass against my cock, andfuck,it drives me crazy.

“Rowan,” she breathes, her voice all soft, needy, andmine.

I yank my belt open and pull my zipper down, my cock already aching for her.

I don’t tease.

I don’t hesitate.

I line myself up and push inside her in one slow,deepstroke until I’m buried to the hilt, until I feel her pussy tighten and stretch around me, until her sharp gasp turns into a moan that makes my fucking knees weak.

“Fuck, baby.” My forehead drops to her shoulder.

She fists her hands against the glass, her breath coming in uneven, desperate little pants.

“Rowan…” she whimpers.

I bite down on her shoulder, sucking a mark into her skin. “Say my name again.”

“Rowan,” she moans, throwing her head back. “Oh my god, Rowan, please!”

And that’s all it takes for something primal to snap inside me.

I grip her hips hard and fuck her with slow, deep strokes, making her feel every inch, making her take it.

She’s panting against the glass, her nails dragging down the window, leaving faint smudges.

“God,” she gasps. “You’re so deep.”

“You can take it, baby.” I slide my hand up her stomach, fingers wrapping around her throat, tilting her head back. My lips graze her jaw. “Youalwaystake it.”

She moans, her body arching into mine, her hips meeting every thrust, taking me like she was made for this, made for my cock. For me, just like I was made for her.

I watch her reflection in the window, the way her lips part, the way her eyes flutter, the way her pussy swallows up my cock, the way her perfect tits bounce with every thrust.

It’s fucking obscene.

It’s fuckingbeautiful.

“Are you enjoying the skyline?” I murmur, my hand sliding down to rub her clit, making her whimper. “Or are you watching yourself getting fucked?”

She nods frantically, her body shaking, her thighs trembling.

“Rowan,” she gasps, her voice breaking. “I…”

I grip her jaw, forcing her to look at me in the reflection.

“Let go, baby.” My voice is rough, almost growling. “Fucking come for me.”

She falls apart with a sharp cry, her walls clenching around me so fucking tight I can’t breathe, can’t think,can’t do anything except follow her over the edge.

I groan into her neck as I come, my grip tightening, my body shaking from how fucking hard she just took me down. I spill everything I have inside her until I feel it all over my fingers as I keep rubbing her clit slowly. Fuck, I’ll never get tired of filling my girl.

For a few long seconds, the only sounds in the room are our ragged breaths, the faint hum of the city below, the echo of her name still leaving my lips.

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