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I work hard to do as he says but the pleasure is too much. I climb higher, fighting so hard to keep my focus on him. My heart is pounding, every muscle in my body starts to tense.
“I can’t,” I confess. “I can’t, God, I can’t.”
He extends his hand, grabbing mine and squeezing, his tongue still swirling around my aching clit.
My orgasm is coming, it’s like a train barreling forward and I can’t stop it. It’s too fast, too hard, too unwilling to slow.
“Rowan!” I scream his name, my head falling back, my arms giving out as my orgasm crashes through me. Wave after wave until I feel as though I’m drowning under the never-ending pleasure.
When I open my eyes, Rowan is already on top of me, his cock nudging against my entrance.
“Open your legs, love, I want to be inside you.”
I want it too. I need him to make me whole again. “Make love to me, Rowan.”
He adjusts the angle a little and enters me, inch by inch. The two of us groan at the same time, letting the moment speak for itself.
I can’t explain what I’m feeling other than everything. All at once. It’s the most beautiful moment I’ve ever shared with another, and I never want it to end.
Neither of us moves for a breathtaking moment. We just stay, him fully seated inside me with his eyes on mine, but then he moves, and we make love until the two of us collapse.
thirty-two
ROWAN
“Stop fidgeting,” I say as we’re standing outside of Grady’s house.
“If you didn’t want me to be nervous, maybe you shouldn’t have spent the last hour telling me how funny it was going to be when your siblings harass me.”
That’s probably true, but would’ve been a whole lot less fun. “They’ll only do it if you appear nervous.”
She rips her hand out of mine. “Well, I am nervous, asshole.”
“You know my siblings.”
Charlotte huffs. “Yes, but not as someone who isn’t dreaming of ways to make you cry. They don’t know this...Charlotte.”
I lean in and kiss her just to irritate her. “I like this Charlotte.”
“Well, I don’t like you.”
“So, just like old times,” I say with a grin.
The door opens after the second knock, and Grady looks frantic as he’s got one of his kids upside down in his arms and the other on his back. “Untle Rowan!” Elodie yells from where she’s dangling with her hair brushing the floor.
“Elodie, you’re upside down.”
“I know!” She giggles.
Grady swings her back and forth. “A little help?”
Not likely. “Good luck.” I slap his chest, take Charlotte’s hand, and pull her inside.
“Hi, Grady!” she calls and I keep tugging her away.
“Thanks, jackass!”
“That’s a bad word, Daddy!” Jett chides and I laugh knowing he’s about to get scolded from his kids.
