Page 66 of Dirty Play

I bite my lip, stifling a moan as he circles my clit, every movement calculated and slow.

The tension in my body coils tighter as he continues to work me, his fingers moving against my clit with a rhythm that makes my head spin. I writhe beneath him, chasing that sweet release while fighting the urge to cry out.

“Look at you,” he murmurs, his gaze locked onto mine, filled with a dark satisfaction. “Don’t deny you want this.”

I moan softly, the sound escaping before I can stop it. Rowan’s eyes flare with lust, and he leans down, his mouth close to my ear. “That this pussy isn’t burning for me?”

With that, he picks up the pace, his fingers pressing harder, coaxing me closer to the edge. My body responds eagerly, and I feel the pressure building, begging for release.

My mouth opens, a moan clawing its way up my throat.

He leans in, silencing me with a kiss that ignites every nerve in my body.

And with one final circle with his fingers, he pulls back.

“What are you doing?” I whisper, not trusting my voice.

He steps closer, his body pressing against mine.

I can see the heat in his gaze as he slowly sinks to his knees, his hands moving up my thighs, brushing against my skin as he plants a soft kiss right above my clit. I gasp, my body responding before I can even think.

“Rowan, wait—”

He silences me with a glance, his gaze fierce and hungry. With that, he leans forward, his tongue darting out to taste me, and I gasp at the sensation. He starts slowly, teasing and licking my pussy with a maddening gentleness that makes my head spin. Each flick of his tongue against my clit sends jolts of pleasure coursing through me, building my desire even higher.

“Rowan,” I moan, my hands tangling in his hair, urging him on.

“Mmmm,” he murmurs against me, the vibrations adding to the pleasure.

He delves deeper, his mouth working me right before I feel his fingers at my entrance. He slowly pushes two of them in, stretching me as his tongue keeps circling my clit. I arch against him, my body begging for release, for more of him. With each movement, with every flick and thrust, he drives me wild, leaving me trembling on the edge of bliss.

I can feel the tension coiling inside me again, ready to explode, when he suddenly pulls back.

He glances up at the clock behind me before his eyes find mine again. He stands, pressing his forehead to mine, his lips glistening with the evidence of my desire. “Almost out of time, baby,” he says, his voice a low growl, before claiming my mouth in a kiss that feels like a collision. A salty, sweet taste invades my mouth, making my walls squeeze his fingers right before he slides them out.

He pulls back, tugging on my bottom lip with his teeth.

My heart races as he shifts, pulling the front of his shorts down, freeing his thick erection. The sight sends a jolt of desire through me, making my breath catch in my throat. God, I’m never going to get used to the size of him.

“Rowan.” My voice trembles as I gaze at him, my body still buzzing from the pleasure he just gave me.

“We have five minutes for me to fuck you senseless on your desk,” he says with a wink, pulling a condom out of his back pocket. I bite my lip to suppress a smile from what he just said and the fact that he walked in here with a condom ready—cockybastard.I still haven’t told him I’m on birth control.

I watch, mesmerized, as he rolls the condom down his hard length. With one quick motion, he spreads my legs wide and positions himself at my entrance, his gaze locked onto mine as he glides his tip up and down my wet folds.

“Are you gonna be a good girl and take all of me again?” he asks, his voice so deep that it makes my entire body ache for him.

I nod, and that’s all the confirmation he needs before he pushes all the way into me with one firm thrust. The sensation of being so completely filled sucks the air from my lungs. My mouth opens as my head falls back. I feel his hand wrap around the back of my hair as he pauses to give me time to adjust to his size.

“Fucking Christ,” he groans before thrusting deeper, stretching me more, forcing a whimpering moan to slip out of me.

I gasp as he starts to move, his thrusts slow, filling me with pleasure that radiates from where we’re connected. The way he looks at me like he can’t get enough only adds to the heat between us. I look down to where our bodies are joined, shocked at how erotic it is to see him slide almost all the way out of me.

“Rowan, please,” I plead, needing him to give me more, to lose control just like I am.

“Pull your straps down,” he grits out, his voice strained as he fights to hold back. “I want to see those gorgeous tits bounce for me.”

His words are a command, but I can tell he’s barely keeping it together. I do as he says, freeing my breasts from my top. The cool air hits them, and I arch my back, urging him on.

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