Page 31 of The Paths We Cross
He gives me a smile before climbing from the bed. I lift onto my elbows to find out where he’s going and see him strip off his cut, hanging it on the bedpost. He strips off his black t-shirt, revealing tanned skin, hard muscles, and black tattoos that only sharpen the appearance of his physique. My eyes roam over his happy trail as he reaches for the button on his jeans and flicks it open, sliding the zipper down and kicking his jeans off. He’s left in dark grey boxer briefs that do nothing to hide his hard cock that is straining for release.
I bite my lip as he pulls his underwear down his legs. His cock springs free and I’m instantly worried that he won’t fit. I should have known that a man as large as Rowan would be packing a huge cock. It’s slightly lighter than his tanned skin with a darker head that’s leaking pre-come.
He kneels on the bed as he strokes his cock. “I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me, baby.”
“Then hurry up,” I mutter, making him chuckle.
“Anything for you,” he says as he spreads my legs and lines himself up. He slides inside and we both groan as he bottoms out. “Fuck, baby. You’re so damn tight.”
We both stay like that for a moment, breathing each other in. Worry suddenly crosses over Rowan’s face. “Shit, I don’t have a condom on.”
“Don’t worry, I got the shot a couple of weeks ago. We’re good to go.”
“Fuck,” he groans and then he starts to move.
He thrusts into me, swiveling his hips to grind against my clit. I grab his muscular ass and pull him closer to me. He feels so fucking good, but I don’t usually come from penetration alone.
“Give me one more,” he growls as his thrusts quicken.
“I don’t think I can,” I moan in frustration.
He doubles his efforts, thrusting into me and reaching between us to massage my clit. It only takes a few thrusts for me to detonate. I come and my vision darkens. It’s like the world falls away and all that’s left is the feeling of my orgasm.
When my vision returns, I see the exertion on Rowan’s face as he tries not to come, but my orgasm is too much for him. My pussy milks him. He groans as he comes and collapses on top of me.
After we catch our breath, Rowan slips to my side and pulls me close to him, kissing me softly. When he pulls back, our lips are still barely touching.
“I love you, Everly,” he murmurs making my heart clench.
“I love you too, Rowan,” I rasp.
I do love him. I didn’t think it was possible after losing Travis and finding out about his betrayal, but Rowan wouldn’t let that happen. He forced his way into my life and into my heart, and I couldn’t be happier for it.
24
ROWAN
The sun shining through our bedroom window wakes me up. I crack open my eyes and smile when I see Everly’s messy black hair sprawled across my chest.
Last night was the best night of my life. I knew that I loved Everly weeks ago, but we moved to the next level of our relationship last night. I’ve wanted her for weeks, but there was no way I was going to push her to have sex when she was trying to heal. Even if she wasn’t ready to have sex, now, I wouldn’t have pushed. I was more than content just sleeping beside her every night.
She’s the most incredible woman I’ve ever met. I gently extract myself from under her and tuck her back in. We got up a few times through the night with Hazel, so I want her to get her rest.
I go to the bathroom and then go to check on Hazel. She’s starting to get a little fussy, so I pick her up and walk into the kitchen to get a bottle ready for her. Everly isn’t exclusively breast feeding, so I get to feed our little girl every now and then.Our little girl. That’s what she is. Travis isn’t here and Laura and Russel aren’t taking her away.She’s right where she’s supposed to be.
I heat up a bottle and check the temperature before taking a seat on the couch and watching Hazel suck down her bottle. When she’s finished, I burp her and settle her on my chest. It’s quiet in the house this early in the morning and apparently, we get so comfy that we fall asleep.
I wake up when Everly gently touches my shoulder. She’s smiling down at us. Hazel is sprawled on my chest, her eyes closed as she sleeps.
“Good morning,” I mumble as I rub my hand down Hazel’s back.
“Morning,” Everly says before leaning down to kiss me. “Do you want breakfast?”
“That would be great,” I say as I sit up. “I’ll get Hazel changed.”
After getting Hazel cleaned up, we go back into the main room. I set Hazel in her swing and then go into the kitchen to help Everly finish breakfast. We move around each other with ease. An ease I’ve never felt with anyone else before. When our food is done, we sit at the small island to eat.
We eat in silence but when we’re finished, Everly speaks up. “Why do you think she did it?”
