Page 74 of Tempting Promises
And if it’s not, then we’ll just have to keep trying to find a way, because I do not like her.
I don’t want her. I don’t need her. I refuse to be in any kind of a relationship.
Even doing this is fucking stupid. I’ve already seen the ending of this play with her damn sister, but here I am with my head between her legs.
Charlotte’s fingers slide through my hair as she begins to pant louder. “Yes, right there. Goddamn it, why is it so good with you?”
I can feel her body tighten as I bring her closer to her orgasm. A part of me wants to make her feel the frustration I have, but theother part of me needs to make her come so she is just as fucked in the head as I seem to be right now.
“Rowan, please, I can’t!” she moans and pulls my hair. “I can’t stop it!”
Good. I don’t stop either. I flick and move my tongue in different directions as her legs squeeze my head. She yells out my name over and over as her body goes limp.
I need to fuck her. I stand, pulling my pants off and kicking them as I move to the edge of the bed. She’s lying there trying to catch her breath and I climb on top of her, moving my hips right to her soaked entrance.
“One more time,” I say as an oath. “One more time.”
And then I slide into her and fuck her for the last time.
Charlotte is passed out in the bed after we had sex for the second time. I was really full of shit when I said it was the last time because really, what I think I meant was the last time before the sun came up.
Which is in like three hours.
So, I mean, if I were to take her now, surely it wouldn’t be breaking any promises.
She moves her ass toward me, as though she knows my thoughts, so I take full advantage and find her clit with my finger.
Already she’s soaked and I adjust her leg so I can just slip right in from behind.
“Oh,” she moans sleepily. “Rowan?”
“Shhh,” I say against her ear. “I want to fuck you slowly this time.”
She moves her hand up to my neck and drops her head to my shoulder. “I’m not going to be able to walk tomorrow.”
“That’s the idea, but I think you mean today.”
Her laughter is soft and she moves her hips with me. “I’m close already.”
I keep playing with her clit as I just rock at this steady pace. “It’s because I know what you like,” I tell her and kiss the side of her neck. “Your moans get louder when I do this.” I run my tongue along the shell of her ear, and sure enough, she moans. “You tend to gasp when I do this.” I push against her clit and I get the response I want. “And if I can hit this spot, you come.”
I feel her body tense as I rub that spot inside her over and over as well as play with her clit, and she detonates, and I follow her right over the edge.
“Rowan?” There’s a knock on the door and I swear I just fell asleep.
I groan, pulling Charlotte closer against me.
“Rowan? Are you here?” The voice calls louder and my eyes open.
Fuck.
It’s morning.
Another pounding on the door and Charlotte moans. “Go away, I’m sleepy.”
Yeah, this can’t happen. She can’t be caught in my damn house. “Charlotte,” I whisper. “Wake up and be quiet. Micah is outside. We must’ve passed out.”
Her eyelids fly open and her hand covers her eyes. “No!” she whisper-yells.
