Page 170 of Indulge
My hand slides to her ass, giving her a sharp squeeze in warning.
Her wetness coats my wrist as I curl my fingers inside her.
“God, you’re fucking heaven, Bella.”
She tugs on my hair, hips bucking, riding my face like she was made for it.
“That’s it, ride me.”
Fuck, I could wake her up like this every morning.
When she’s trembling on the edge, I slide in one more finger, pushing her over. She comes hard, and I don’t stop until she’s spent. Then I sit up, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand before crawling up over her.
Her lips part, and I slide two fingers between them.
“Taste how good my breakfast was,” I murmur, pressing my cock against her pussy.
Her legs wrap around my waist, holding me there. She sucks my fingers clean, eyes locked on mine.
“That was number one. Where’s my second?”
“That sassy mouth of yours is gonna get you in trouble, baby.”
She grabs the chain around my neck and twists. I choke out a curse.
“Fuck me, rockstar,” she orders.
I push inside her, slow and deep, watching her face twist with pleasure. She closes her eyes?—
“Eyes on him,” Reggie commands from the other side of the bed.
Her eyes snap open. First to me. Then to him.
“Good fuckin’ girl.”
I grab her thigh and pin it back, thrusting all the way in with one hard snap of my hips.
She screams when my piercings drag against her.
“Fuck, Bel,” I hiss.
She yanks me down by my chain and crashes her mouth to mine. The kiss is rough and consuming—two sinners confessing through hunger.
“Harder, Rowan. Fuck.”
I squeeze her throat and drive into her until my lungs burn and the world narrows to the sound of her moans and the slick slap of our bodies. I come hard, spilling inside her with a shudder.
As the aftershocks fade, she cups my face, breathless.
“I forgive you. Good job.”
I laugh softly, kissing her again.
“I’m sorry, precious. I was in my own head. Shouldn’t have taken it out on you. Won’t happen again.”
She giggles.
“Oh, it can. If that’s how you plan to make up for it.”
