Nipples pebbled and tight, my tongue teases them before sucking each one into my mouth, eliciting the most erotic sound known to man—a sound that goes straight to my balls, my slit leaking.
Rowan’s leg weaves between mine, and he uses the arch of his foot to rub along the length of my cock. It’s something that shouldn’t turn me on, but fuck, it really does. He continues rubbing while I work my way all over his body; lips, teeth, and tongue tasting every inch I can reach, making up for all the time I went without him flooding my every sense.
Moving back down his body, I bury my nose in his groin and inhale. His scent is heady, my body tingling and thrumming with the need to devour him already. My tongue slips out, lapping up along the base of his cock, the whimpers coming out of him a strong shot of lust to the veins.
As if reading my mind, Rowan grabs the backs of his thighs, bringing them to his chest, holding himself open for me as I slowly, but surely, slide down to where I’m craving to be. I’ve beendyingto touch him, taste him since the last time I got to. Even when I was furious and thought I hated him, I still had this underlying itch to consume him again. He’s addicting.
Peering up at him, our gaze connects as my tongue circles his rim. He lets out the sexiest little moan, his thick, dark brows knitting together while his heavy eyes fight to stay open. I use my hands on his cheeks to spread him wider as I really get in there. My tongue laps all around his hole, up his taint, getting him nice and filthy wet.
“Fuckkk…” The single word comes out of his mouth, long and guttural.
I’m torn between wanting to take my time tasting him, and wanting to sink into him and destroy him, and each breathy sigh and sharp curse from his lips makes me grow more impatient.
Circling my thumb around his spit-slick rim, I push inside while taking one of his balls into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around, sucking eagerly as more of my thumb disappears inside him. He’s panting, moaning, writhing beneath me. I can’t get enough.
“More,” he cries out. “More… please.”
I sit up on my knees, leaning down to spit on his hole that’s pulsing with the loss of my thumb, inserting my index finger, followed quickly by my middle. Glancing up at him, I smirk. “What is that you’re needing, princess?”
His eyes darken at the pet name, and trust me, I get it. I fucking love calling him that as much as he loves hearing it. I don’t even know where it originally came from. I’ve never called anybody that before, and while yes, it started as something condescending, it always got my dick hard, even if only a little bit at first.
My fingers graze that sweet button inside of him, his eyes rolling back, jaw slack. “I need you to fuck me, Cas… ahh, fuck! Please!”
The smirk on my face grows as I remove my fingers, his bottom lip poking out into a pout. “Well, since you asked so nicely,” I coo, draping his body with mine, fusing our mouths together. My tongue slips inside, and he sucks on it, his hand reaching between us to pump my cock in long, languid strokes.
“Please,” he breathes into my mouth. “I need you, Cas.”
He needs me.
Resting my forehead against his, we breathe in the same air, the connection between us electric. “I don’t have any lube,” I whisper regretfully.
“Uh… I do.” If possible, his cheeks grow even pinker at that.
Pulling back, I grin down at him. “Rowan Davies, did you come here with the intention of getting laid?”
A cheeky smirk tugs at his lips. “Shut up.” He shoves my chest playfully.
“Go get it,” I instruct him.
He does as I say, but when he comes back, before climbing on the bed, he freezes. For a moment, I think he’s having second thoughts. Rowan’s wide, dark eyes meet mine, and he blurts out, “I haven’t been with anybody else since you.”
A choked laugh escapes me, no words coming to mind.
“I just wanted you to know that in case you were worried about STIs or anything. I know we didn’t use condoms on the island, but we were also tested during intake.” He shrugs. “Just wanted you to know… there hasn’t been anyone but you.”
I’m at a loss for words. Hearing that causes heat to spread in my chest, my heart racing. Hearing he’s been with nobody else since me is a relief. It’s something I didn’t even know I needed to hear until just now.
Without another word, he hands me the packet of lube before climbing back onto the bed. He spreads his thighs wide, letting me slip in between. Propping himself up onto his elbows, he watches me rip it open and pour some onto my fingers before bringing them to his entrance.
Before I go any further, I glance up at him, meeting his lust-filled gaze. “I haven’t either,” I admit quietly. “Been with anybody since you.”
Rowan seems to let out a breath he’d been holding, and I know with absolute certainty, he needed to hear that as much as I did.
He doesn’t say anything back. He only nods.
With that out of the way, I coat him nice and slick before moving to lather my length. His body trembles with need as I line myself up, wrapping his legs around me and pulling me closer.
He's desperate for this, and I’m desperate for him.
