Page 144 of Sweat

I feel that lightning bolt crack of terror and the subsequent wave of blissful relief as Rowan takes his sweet time rocking an easy rhythm against me. Like a slow dance—just vibing—until I’m relaxed enough for him to fuck me.

Instead, he nudges my feet out, and he folds himself on top of me, caging me and colliding our mouths together in a kiss that’s more like CPR. Him breathing into me while I breathe it back into him. His eyes are half-lidded, and I’m seeing stars. I wrap my arms around him and hold my knees as high as I can.

“Oh my God,” I moan, not feeling that same electricity Rowan’s fingers produced, but it’s something even better.Comfort.The comfort of being filled, of being taken, and of being his.

Reading my thoughts, Rowan rolls his forehead against mine and grunts, “You’re mine.”

His control is hypnotic. He takes every itch of pain away from me and replaces it with love. It’sindescribable. Just as he described.

When he loses control, it’s awe-some. My mouth gapes and my eyes widen as I watch and feel him succumb. He lasts all of a minute, from the moment he entered me to the moment he squirms, grunts, and bares his teeth on my pec. He bites me as my ass floods with warmth, and I pray it leaves a mark.

He ruts inside me a few times, his hips going rogue from the tenderness of our lovemaking, and I clench my jaw and take it, loving every second of Rowan’s orgasmic abandon until he’s left heaving on my chest.

Somehow, I’ve forgotten about my dick. I’m not even sure I’m still totally hard, but feeling Rowan let go inside me feels game-changing.

As he softens, my muscles coax him out of me, then seal his seed inside.

“Fuck.” He picks himself up on hands and knees above me. Hanging his head, he mutters, “That’s fucking embarrassing.”

Immediately, I let out a full body laugh I can’t control. My hands are more sympathetic, stroking his sides and around his back. “Why are you embarrassed?” I coo.

Grinning bashfully at me, he says, “I lasted about as long as a teenager losing his virginity.”

“Well, you did sorta just lose your virginity. Your top virginity.”

“I guess.” He flops onto his side and glues himself under my arm. “Was it good for you, at least?”

“Are you kidding?”

His chin lifts, eyes staring into mine while his fingers skate along my cock, reminding me I’m definitely still hard. “I wanted to make you come.”

“I hope you still will.”

Leaving me in suspense, he lays his cheek on my shoulder and moves his fingers up to the indentations his teeth made in my flesh. “Do you think you're verse now?”

I hum, mulling it over. “I wouldn’t go that far, but you looked so beautiful.”

Huffing a giggle through his wrinkled nose, Rowan stretches his neck to reach my mouth. I turn onto my side so we’re face to face, and I tug his leg over my hip while we kiss.

“How did it feel for you?” I murmur with our noses touching and my palm holding the back of his head.

“Incredible,” he whispers. “Never felt anything quite like that.”

“Yeah?” I stroke my boyfriend’s gorgeous head and decide I’ll bottom for Rowan whenever he wants it.

“Mhm,” he hums, eyelids fluttering as I hold his gaze. “But honestly…I come even better when you’re inside me.”

A grin tightens my face, my heart fluttering. I’m so giddy I flip Rowan onto his back and pin him down with my hands around his wrists. “There he is,” I snicker above his mouth. “My bottom bitch.”

“You motherfucker,” he seethes through a smirk and reddened cheeks.

I smooch his lips and tease his tongue with mine, pulling back before he can suck it into his mouth. “I’m sorry, daddy,” I pout. “I just wanna know what it’s like to fuck you while your cum is still hot in my ass.”

“Holy fuck,” Rowan sighs hotly, tongue licking his lips and eyes going wickedly wide the way they do when he’s horny beyond belief. Sure enough, when I look down between us, his cock is swelling up anew.

In seconds, I lube my dick and flip Rowan onto his elbows and knees, ass up and taunting me. I slap one cheek, and Rowan tosses me a glare that quickly morphs into a smirk.

I lube my thumb and bury it in Rowan’s hole while I grip his hip. I stretch him just enough that I know he’ll open for my dick. Enough that he’ll still feel our friction like bolts of lightning, clawing at him with all the comforting pain he craves as much as I crave inflicting it.

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