Chapter 40: 40: You’ve Had Your Fun [E]
My first instinct was to push Rowan away. However, my body and mind were two entirely different entities. While my mind wanted nothing more than to get away from Rowan, my body wanted the exact opposite.
As if he could feel my hesitance, Rowan intensified the kiss. He pulled me closer, his hand cupping the back of my head so that he could deepen the kiss. I was locked in place with nowhere to escape to, and it didn’t take long for me to melt into his arms.
My lips instinctively moved against his, moaning against his lips when his tongue slipped in during my moment of weakness. He so effortlessly stole my breath away, and I felt my core building and burning with arousal the longer we remained connected.
His kisses were fierce, driven with unspeakable emotions, and I retaliated with the same sort of fervor. Even though we stood at two ends of the spectrum, we still had one thing in common― the bond between us had caused a connection so strong that even just being in the same room as him ignited an eternal flame in me that couldn’t be quelled unless by him.
Rowan’s thumb touched my cheek tenderly, his long and slender fingers easily grazing against my neck as well, and I shivered at his touch.
But it was that same sensation that caused me to snap awake.
My eyes widened, and I bit down on his lip. Rowan jerked away, hissing in pain as he used his thumb to swipe at his bleeding lip.
"How dare you―!"
I raised a hand, fully intending to slap him. But before my palm could make contact with his cheek, Rowan effortlessly caught me by my wrist. His lips curled into a sneer. The ruby streak on his lips seemed so saturated in color compared to the paleness of his lips, and it stood out like a scarlet rose in a bush filled with thorns.
I felt my heart drop into the pits of my stomach, and my blood turned cold.
I thought he would retaliate, but instead of striking me, he yanked me towards him again. This time, he had his hand on the small of my back, pressing me flush against his body as he captured my lips with his again.
My breath left me as I sank into his arms, my entire body heating up with an unexplainable warmth and desire. Every inch of my skin had seemingly turned into an erogenous zone, and just one touch of his fingers could cause me to shiver and tremble.
His fingers traced circles into my back, and I gasped and writhed in his arms. However, after what happened just now, he held me firmly in place. No matter how I wriggled and struggled, he refused to set me free.
"Rowan, don’t―"
"Don’t what?" he asked, muttering right next to my ear.
His teeth grazed my sensitive earlobe, and I mewled in response when he gently nibbled down.
"Don’t do this?" he asked. "Or..."
His hands moved down, tracing past the curve of my ass and towards my folds. One simple movement from his fingers easily pried apart the thin lace that kept me shielded, and one of his fingers slipped in.
Instantly, a wave of pleasure shot through me like a bullet in the dark, and I gasped sharply. My own hands gripped his biceps tightly as I arched my back subconsciously, struggling to catch my breath.
"Did you mean this?" he continued.
When I didn’t reply, Rowan slipped a second finger in, then a third. The sensation was too much. With three fingers inside me, I felt as though I was already stuffed to the brim. He curled his fingers, all while pumping in and out slowly, causing pleasure to slowly but surely build in my lower belly.
"Mmm―!" I could hardly even properly speak, resorting to using incomprehensible sounds. He easily found the sweet spot, and my fingers dug further into the flesh of his arm when he did.
A low grumble was emitted from his chest, but I was too lightheaded to realize Rowan was chuckling.
He started to gain speed, thrusting and curling his fingers against my most sensitive spot inside, and in no time, I came undone on his fingers. My knees nearly collapsed in on themselves, and it wasn’t for the fact that Rowan was still holding me up, I would’ve crumbled to the ground in a wet, panting mess.
My legs shook as though I were a baby deer learning to walk for the first time. Rowan patiently waited for me to come down from my climax before scooping me up into his arms.
I gasped in surprise, my arms curling to wrap around his neck for support while he held me up with just one arm. His other hand swiped across his office desk, sending everything tumbling to the floor in one swift motion. A large clattering sound resounded around the office, but Rowan didn’t care one bit. He set me down on the table and positioned himself between my legs.
"What are you doing?" I breathily asked, still a little high from the first climax.
I thought I was hallucinating when I saw Rowan’s lips twitch into a small smirk.
Rowan Hadeon? Smiling? At me?
Impossible.
"You didn’t think that was it, did you?" he asked.
His voice was rough as gravel, and his words were followed by the sound of his pants zipper being pulled down. Instantly, his cock sprang free, and my mouth went dry as I eyed his large, erect member.
Goddess help me.
"You’ve had your fun," Rowan said with a low growl, "but it’s now my turn."
Without saying anything else, he positioned himself right at my slick entrance. He had satisfied me so much that I was already dripping wet, leaving wet spots all over his floor and now his desk. I felt the tip of his cock press against my folds, both his hands tightly clamping on my hips for leverage.
In one swift motion, he thrust in, practically knocking the air out of my lungs as I came for the second time.
