Page 21 of Second Chance for the Grump

“Promise we’re going to figure this out before anyone leaves?” I asked, placing a hand on his chest.

“Babe, you’re not getting rid of me this time, no matter what.”

I let us into my home, fully ready for what came next.

Rowan turned to close the door, and when he came back again, I attacked him in the best possible way.

We fell hard against the wall as I drew Rowan in for another kiss. He grunted before grabbing me so we wouldn’t tumble over. His hands cupped my ass before he lifted me higher, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist to stay upright.

Rowan peppered my neck with kisses, and I closed my eyes, soaking in every touch. The sensations raced to my toes as I let his presence surround me. My heart wept with joy, and my brain screamed about how we could have had this for the last two years if I hadn’t been so stupid.

“I’ve missed you so much,” Rowan whispered in my ear. “We’re going to make up for all the lost time.”

I nodded, not sure I could make words. There was time for all that later. Right then, I wanted him. My nipples tingled in anticipation, and my core heated. I couldn’t make it much longer.

“Yes, yes,” I said when he didn’t get moving. “Let’s do that later. Right now, we need a bedroom.”

Rowan laughed. “Got it.”

He pushed away and carried me toward the bedroom as I ran my hands under his shirt, letting my fingertips wander over his pecs. My fingers glided over his smooth flesh, and I tweaked his nipple with my thumb.

“I’m going to get you back for that,” Rowan said with a smile.

I hoped so.

With a casual but soft plop, he dropped me on my bed, disengaging my hands from him as I fell.

“Hey, I wasn’t done fondling you.”

Rowan shoved his hand through his hair as he hurried to rip his shirt over his head and shoulders. “You can look, but now I get to touch.”

His hands found the button of my jeans, and he undid them quickly, pulling the tight fabric off my hips and down my legs before tossing them to the floor. My shirt and bra went next, and Rowan stopped to stare long enough that my cheeks grew pink from all the attention.

He stopped me as I tried to cover myself. “Absolutely not, you’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and I need a moment.”

“Rowan,” I said with a laugh. “It really doesn’t seem fair.”

Without another complaint, he slid out of his jeans and lowered his boxers. His thick shaft sprang forward, and I licked my lips. “Not this time, but that’s next,” he said as he noticed my gaze.

His head lowered, and my core vibrated as his lips touched between my legs.

“Oh god.” I tried to squeeze my legs together to stop the sensation, but Rowan’s powerful hands stopped me.

He spread me further, giving himself more access as his tongue pierced between my folds. I squirmed on the bed, wanting to get away and also to shove him deeper. My head fell back as my eyes closed in bliss. The sensations built until my entire body hummed like a live wire.

Without warning, he blew across my heated body, and I screamed as an unexpected orgasm tore through me, shattering my insides like I was a piece of glass.

He waited, staring down at me as the tremors ran along my arms. My breaths came heavily, and my heart was still thumping against my chest as he pushed me further onto the bed.

“Are you ready for round two?” he asked, his hard cock in his hand a few inches from my opening. “You’re so ready for me.”

I nodded. “Yeah, I could have told you that.”

He chuckled as I inched closer, the head of his cock tapping against my leg. Then the fun moment ended as he pushed himself deep within me, slow at first but then faster as he reached the end. His body stretched mine, and I sucked in a breath, my fingers pressing into the flesh of his arm.

“Take a deep breath,” he whispered in my ear. “Relax, baby, we’ve got this. Just you and me.”

It worked, and after a slight hesitation, Rowan slipped the rest of the way in. I sighed in relief, and then my entire body clenched as he began a slow pace.