“But I’m also a man who cleans up dirty secrets.”
“Yes,” she smiles, “my dirty secrets. And I find the act sexy as hell.”
Wordlessly, I approach her and when I’m finally within reach, she walks into my arms. I tighten my grasp around her, bringing her chest to mine as I lift her from the water. My lips crush down, and her arms wrap around my neck. It isn’t a gentle kiss; it’s one that claims her as mine.
Mine.
She’s fucking right. Why am I holding back? Why do I feel I have to live life with nothing but a hotel room and a duffle bag? We aren’t at The Whitney right now.
For the first time in my life, I’m claiming a possession.
Something of importance I’m attached to.
Rowan is mine, and I’m sick of squashing that need and desire to declare it so.
Right here, right now… mine, even if it’s for a short time.
I don’t pause or ask permission as my tongue thrusts between her lips to swirl within her mouth. As I begin to lower her, my mouth still fused to hers, she opens her legs. With a single thrust I’m inside her, stretching her, feeling her pussy squeeze my cock in a vise.
Her head arches back, her lips becoming free as she moans, “Again?”
“Over and over again. You’ve unleashed the beast, and now I’m never going to get enough of you,” I answer, my lips moving to claim hers as I use a hand to bring her head back up. “You’ve only given me a taste, and I want more.”
Her fingers run through my hair, gripping tightly as I continue to lift her up and down on my dick. Water laps around us as I fill her again and again. A deep drive in and up has her burying her face in the crook of my neck and whimpering.
I drop a hand to cup her ass, giving it a squeeze as I say, “And I want all of you. Every last inch of you.”
She groans at the promise as her pussy clenches. My fingers release and my palm spanks her ass hard. My promise, and a final thrust of my cock in her tight little pussy drives us both close to the edge. Her scream bounces off the rocks, floats across the river and tells of her extreme pleasure.
Why did I wait so long for this woman? Why did I resist her when we could have been fucking like this from day one?
This is the way it’s supposed to be. This much I know.
Rowan’s pussy and my dick always inside of it.
When she regains her breath, I capture her mouth with mine, demanding more of her taste. I can’t get enough of this woman. She’s like a fucking drug, and she already has me addicted. I didn’t think it was possible for her to get any more beautiful than she is, but with the water droplets streaming down her creamy flesh, and her wet hair hanging haphazardly around her face, I don’t want this moment to end. I want her again. And then again after that. Hell, there aren’t enough hours in the day for how much I want to continue fucking her.
Rowan breaks away from the kiss and stares up at me with her big blue eyes. “Us having sex one time was… You have this control over my body,” she confesses, gasping between her words. “What does this all mean?”
I spin her around and press my chest up against her back. I cup her breasts with each of my hands and push my throbbing cock against the seam of her ass. Nibbling her ear, I whisper, “Don’t overthink it. That’s what I was doing. Remember?”
It will be devastating to let her go once our lust is satiated and reality sets in, and I’m risking pain for all involved but… This woman is too fucking special to allow her—and my—mind to get in the way of our pleasure right now. Yes, this is a job. But Rowan is right. I already crossed the fucking line when it came to that. But now that we are here, like this… I’m not ready to turn back yet.
A pause button no longer exists. Just the button that could blow this all up, and I refuse to see it pushed until we have no choice in the matter.
Yes, it’s madness how fast everything is happening. We’re in the middle of a life and death situation and really should be focusing on staying alive, but her magnetic pull is just too much. When she looks at me with those sultry eyes, the gloves come off. I’m a red-blooded man after all.
And frankly, my dick will come up with whatever excuses need to be made in order to no longer hold back.
Not to mention that Rowan is the hottest woman I ever had the pleasure of seeing completely naked. As I nip on the column of her throat, holding her softness in my arms, feeling her relax against me, pliant, languid, I know I’ll never forget this moment. Rowan is stunning, pure yet sexy, everything I could possibly ask for.