Page 70 of Indulge
“That doesn’t matter, Rowan. Now, be a good boy and get on your knees. Have a taste of what your brother wants. The only person’s permission you need is mine.”
His eyes go wide. His mouth dropping open. A darkness flickering across his eyes.
“What did you just call me?” He tilts his head, licking his lips.
“I called you a good boy, rockstar. Are you going to be one for me?”
A growl erupts from his chest and he picks me up by the waist, throwing me over his shoulder.
“Naughty fuckin’ girl. You have no idea what you’ve just done.” He slaps my ass as he stomps out of the bathroom.
Water drips from us both, as he strides down the hall.
“Rowan! Don’t be mad I worked you out!” I laugh, digging my nails into his back.
That earns me a sharp smack on my thigh, more a warning than pain.
He kicks open the bedroom door and drops me onto the bed. He doesn’t touch me, just stands there, staring down at me like a storm trying to decide which direction to break.
“You have no idea what you do to me, precious,” he says, voice hoarse.
I prop myself up on my elbows, meeting his gaze head-on. “Oh, I do. Because you do the same thing to me.”
He drags a hand down his face, breathing hard. “If I cross this line, Bella, there’s no going back. Understand that?”
I nod, heart hammering. “I understand.”
For a long moment he just stands there, the weight of his decision pressing into the room like a third presence. Then he takes a slow step toward me, eyes locked on mine, every inch of him wound tight.
And in that silence, it’s clear: this isn’t just lust. It’s two people circling a choice that could change everything.
But then he drops to his knees, dragging me by my calves, his hot breath beating against my aching pussy.
“Rowan, please,” I beg as he peppers kisses along my thigh.
“God, you sound fucking beautiful when you beg for it.”
He pushes my thighs apart further and with one flick of his tongue on my clit, I’m a goner for him.
“You taste divine, just like I knew you would.”
I watch him, feasting on me like a man starved. My hips rolling to his pace. It’s like we’re made for each other.
“Oh fuck,” I hiss as he pushes his fingers inside me.
“You like that, huh? Just wait until I stretch you out on my cock.”
My heart races, my body erupting with goosebumps.
“I quite enjoy watching you being a good boy for me on your knees, rockstar,” I wink.
He presses the flat of his tongue against me.
“Keep calling me that and I’m gonna come, then you’ll be in trouble.”
I suck in a breath. I like the sound of being in trouble.
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