Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 38307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
"Sin, please..." Her voice is breathy and pleading. It's music to my ears, this strong woman reduced to begging.
I give in a little, sucking her clit into my mouth, rolling it gently between my lips. She cries out, her back arching off the bed. I slide one finger inside her, then two, curling them to hit that spot that makes her walls clench around me. She's so wet, so tight, coating my fingers as I pump them in and out. My tongue works in tandem, flicking and sucking, building her up. I can feel her climbing, her breaths coming in short gasps, her thighs trembling against my shoulders.
I glance up, watching her face. Her eyes are squeezed shut, her soft lips parted in ecstasy. It's the most erotic thing I've ever seen. I've been with women before, but never like this. Never with this intensity, this need to devour. My control is gone, and I'm operating on pure instinct now, driven by the fire she's ignited in me.
I add a third finger, stretching her, preparing her for what's to come. She moans louder, her fingers digging into my scalp. "Oh God, Sin... don't stop..."
I won't. I increase the pace, my mouth relentless on her clit, my fingers thrusting deep. Her body tenses, coiling like a spring, and then she shatters. Her orgasm crashes over her, her pussy pulsing around my fingers, her juices flooding my tongue. I drink her in, lapping up every drop, prolonging her pleasure until she's writhing, oversensitive and begging for mercy.
But mercy isn't on the menu tonight. I rise, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, my eyes locked on hers. She's flushed, chest heaving, looking at me like I'm her god. It fuels the beast inside me. I strip off my jeans and boxers, my cock springing free. Fuck. It’s hard, thick, and veined with need. Her eyes widen, taking me in, and she licks her lips unconsciously.
I climb onto the bed, covering her body with mine. My weight presses her into the mattress, and she wraps her legs around me, pulling me closer. Our mouths crash together in a fierce kiss, tongues tangling, teeth nipping. She tastes herself on me, and it only heightens the heat between us.
"Condom?" she murmurs against my lips.
I nod, reaching for the nightstand where I stashed a few earlier—my brothers thinking they’re funny when they gave them to me. Wishful thinking, but now it's a reality. I sheath myself quickly, and then position myself at her entrance. The tip of my cock nudges her entrance, and I pause, savoring the anticipation.
"Tell me you want this," I demand, my voice a low rumble.
"I want you, Sin. All of you."
That's all I need. I thrust into her in one powerful stroke, burying myself to the hilt. She's tight, so fucking tight, gripping me like a vice. A groan rips from my throat, pleasure exploding through me. I've never felt anything this good, this right. Like she was made for me.
I start moving, slow at first, letting her adjust. But my control— what's left of it— is fraying. I pull back almost all the way, then slam in again, deeper, harder. She meets me thrust for thrust, her nails raking down my back, leaving marks I'll wear like badges.
"Fuck, Rowan... you're perfect." I bury my face in her neck, inhaling her scent—lavender and sweat—as I pound into her. The bed creaks under us, the headboard thumping against the wall in rhythm with our bodies.
She moans my name, her hands are everywhere… my shoulders, my ass, urging me on. I shift angles, hitting that sweet spot inside her, and she gasps, her walls fluttering around me. Sweat slicks our skin, making every slide deliciously frictionless.
I flip us over suddenly, pulling her on top. She straddles me, her breasts bouncing as she rides me. I grip her hips, guiding her, but she's in control now—or thinks she is. Her hands brace on my chest, nails digging in as she grinds down, taking me deeper.
"Yes, like that," I growl, thrusting up to meet her. One hand snakes between us, my thumb finding her clit, rubbing circles. She's close again. I can feel it in the way she tightens.
"Come for me, baby. Let go."
She does, her head thrown back, a cry echoing through the room. Her pussy milks me, wave after wave, and it's too much. I follow her over the edge, my release barreling through me like a freight train. I spill into the condom, hips jerking, vision blurring with ecstasy.
We collapse together, breaths ragged, bodies entwined. The storm outside mirrors the one we've just weathered, but inside, there's a fragile peace. I hold her close, knowing this changes everything. No-strings? Bullshit. I'm already tangled.
But for now, in this moment, it's enough.
TEN
ROWAN
Sunlight slips through the gaps in the curtains, painting stripes across the bed. I blink awake, my body nestled against Sin's solid form. His arm curls around my waist, holding me close, his chest a warm wall at my back. His breath puffs steadily against my hair, and for the first time in years, maybe ever, I feel this deep, unshakable happiness. No worries gnaw at me, no shadows from my past life. Just this moment, safe in his embrace. Safer than I've ever been, like nothing can touch me here.