Page 57 of Dirty Play

Heat pulses low in my belly, pooling deep, making my thighs clench.

“Mhm.” I nod, biting my bottom lip, trusting him despite the nervous energy buzzing under my skin.

Rowan leans down, his lips brushing against my ear. “Tell me if it’s too much,” he says, his voice softer now, his dominance tempered by care. “I’ll stop if you need me to.”

“I don’t want you to stop.” I shake my head, my fingers digging into his shoulders.

He smiles against my skin, kissing the top of my shoulder.

Rowan leans back just enough to pull a foil packet from his back pocket. His eyes are locked on mine, dark with desire and something possessive.

I watch, mesmerized, as he tears it open and rolls it down his thick length. His size makes my stomach flip with nerves, but the anticipation bubbling in my veins drowns out the doubt.

Rowan cups my face, his thumb brushing over my cheek as he settles between my thighs. His free hand slides down, spreading me open with his fingers. I watch, wide-eyed at the size difference.

“Look at me, baby,” he commands, his voice a soft growl.

My eyes snap to his reassuring and gentle eyes.

“This might hurt at first,” he murmurs, his tone softening for just a moment. “But I’ll go slow, and you’ll stretch around me.”

I nod, unable to form words, when I feel the head of his cock starting to press inside me. My body tenses instinctively, and Rowan leans down to kiss me, his lips gentle and reassuring.

“Relax, baby,” he whispers against my mouth. “trust me.”

He pushes in slowly, the stretch burning as my body struggles to adjust to him. I gasp, my nails digging into his biceps as he pauses, giving me time to breathe.

“Fuck,” he groans, his head dropping to the crook of my neck. “You’re so tight.”

The sound of his voice, deep and full of need, makes my hips arch against him. He pushes inside me another slow inch, tearing a whimper out of my throat as his cock stretches me to the limit.

He moves one hand between us, his fingers finding my clit and rubbing in slow, deliberate circles.

“Oh, God.” I throw my head back as the sharp sting of pain is quickly replaced by a growing warmth.

“That’s it,” Rowan says, his tone laced with approval. “That’s my good girl, taking me so well.”

I can’t stop the winch as he inches in deeper, his cock stretching me in ways I didn’t think were possible.

“You’re going to take all of me,” he whispers, his lips brushing against my ear. “Inch by inch until I’m buried all the way inside this tight little pussy.”

Tears prick the corners of my eyes, not from pain but from the overwhelming sensation of being completely filled. My body trembles beneath him, every nerve ending alight as he moves his hips, pushing deeper until he’s fully seated inside me.

Rowan stills, his forehead resting against mine as we both catch our breath. “That’s it,” he rasps, his voice thick with restraint. “You’ve got all of me now, Livia. Every fucking inch.”

I nod, my eyes fluttering shut as the fullness turns into a delicious ache, my body adjusting to the invasion.

“Look at me, Livia,” he demands, his thumb brushing my cheek. “I want to see those gorgeous blue eyes.”

I do as he says, meeting his gaze. His expression is a cocktail of raw hunger and something softer, making my heart twist.

“You’re so fucking amazing,” he says, his voice dropping lower. “I’m going to start moving, baby.”

He pulls out slowly, only to push back in with the same deliberate pace. The friction sends shockwaves of pleasure through me, and I can’t hold back the cry that escapes my lips.

“That’s it,” Rowan says, with pride in his tone. “I need to hear you. Let me know how good I’m making you feel.”

I cling to him, my body arching into his as his rhythm builds, every thrust drawing me closer to the edge. His fingers never leave my clit, the dual sensations sending me spiraling into a world where only Rowan exists.

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