Page 58 of Dirty Play

“No one else gets to touch you like this.” His voice sharp, his lips brushing against my ear. “No one else gets to make you come. Only me, baby.”

“Yes,” I manage to gasp, my voice shaky and desperate.

He kisses me again, his tongue invading my mouth as he thrusts deeper, harder, his control slipping just enough to make me feel every ounce of his need, every inch of his cock sliding in and out of me.

I break the kiss, my head falling back, the heat pooling low in my belly threatening to consume me. Rowan’s name spills from my lips like a prayer, and he groans, his thrusts becoming rougher, his fingers circling faster. I feel myself clench around him as the pleasure builds.

I can't think, can’t breathe, can’t do anything but hold onto him as his cock drags against every sensitive nerve inside me. His hips roll, the rhythm steady and maddening, each thrust sending sparks shooting through my body.

“Rowan,” I gasp, my voice trembling as I grip his shoulders. “I…I can’t—”

The pleasure is too much, more than I’ve ever felt, and my sanity is hanging on by a thread.

“You can,” he interrupts, his tone rough and commanding. “You’re doing so fucking good, baby. I’m making this pussy feel so good, aren’t I?”

I nod frantically, my nails digging into his shoulders now. He tilts his hips just right, hitting a spot inside me that makes me cry out, my entire body shuddering beneath him.

“You like that, baby?” he growls, his forehead dropping to mine. “Let me hear how much you fucking like it. I’ll make sure this pussy remembers me for days.”

His words unravel me, the heat pooling low in my belly, twisting tighter and tighter with every thrust. His fingers rub me in time with his movements, and my hips start to buck against him, chasing the pleasure that’s threatening to consume me.

“Rowan,” I moan, my voice desperate and raw. “Don’t stop.” He chuckles darkly. “It feels…so good,” I whimper, my cheeks flushing as the words leave my mouth.

“Mmm,” he purrs. “You like getting fucked, baby? Like how deep I’m going?”

“Yes,” I cry out, my head tipping back. “Rowan, please.”

“Fuck, yeah,” he groans, his pace quickening, his hips slapping against mine.

His hand grips my hip, holding me in place as he pumps into me, his cock sliding in and out with an intensity that makes my toes curl.

“You gonna let me feel this pussy come all over my cock?” he asks, leaning down to kiss my neck.

“Yes,” I groan.

“Of course, you fucking will,” he snarls, before he captures my lips in a bruising kiss. His tongue tangles with mine as his thrusts grow rougher, the sound of our bodies colliding filling the room. His fingers press harder against my clit, the rhythm driving me closer and closer to the edge.

I pull back from the kiss, my head falling against the bed as my body arches into him. “Rowan, I’m—”

“I know, baby,” he grits out, his voice strained as he fights to hold himself back. “You’re so fucking close, aren’t you?”

His words push me closer to the brink, and I feel my walls flutter around him, the pleasure building to a crescendo.

“Let go,” he demands. “Show me how my girl looks when she comes.”

The moment his words hit me, the tension in my body snaps. Pleasure explodes through me, a white-hot wave that sends me spiraling into bliss. I cry out his name, my body trembling as my orgasm crashes over me, leaving me breathless and wrecked beneath him.

Rowan’s eyes roll back, his thrusts turning erratic as he chases his own release. “Fuck, Livia. You feel so fucking good.”

He buries himself deep inside me, his body going rigid as he groans my name, his release following mine. His head drops to the crook of my neck, his breath hot against my skin as he collapses on top of me, his weight comforting and grounding.

For a moment, the only sound in the room is our ragged breathing, the intensity of what just happened leaving us both speechless.

Then, Rowan presses a soft kiss to my shoulder, his lips lingering as his hand brushes over my side.

“Are you okay?” he asks, looking down at me. “Did I hurt you?”

“No.” I shake my head, panting. “No, that was…God, Rowan.” I close my eyes, my brain short-circuiting.

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