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A humorless laugh leaves his lips. “Well,Iam.”
“Don’t worry. If you start throwing punches, I’ll get Thor.”
Henry lifts an eyebrow. “How’s your vibrator gonna protect you?”
“It won’t. But it could be kinda fun to have a buzzing boxing match. You never know, I might kick your ass with my good vibrations.”
That earns me a genuine laugh. “You’re too much.” He tightens his arms around me and runs his hands through my hair. “Thanks for forcing your hug on me.”
I’ll hug you anytime you want.“You’re welcome. Now, come up to bed. I’ll try not to accost you.” I shimmy in his lap and flash him a wink.
“Don’t try too hard,” he murmurs, peering into my eyes. “I might enjoy being accosted by you.” With his pupils blown wide open, there’s no mistaking the lust in his gaze. Or the hardening cock I’m straddling.
“Is that an invitation?” I roll my hips in a slow tease.
“Fuck yeah, it is,” he hisses as I grind against him. He slides his hands to my ass and pulls me deeper into his lap. “Ride me again, Princess.”
I reach between us and rub him through his pants. “I’ll do whatever you want if you come to bed with me.Andstay there until morning.”
“Rowan,” he groans, squeezing my ass. “I need you.”
I kiss his neck and bring my lips to his ear, gently nibbling his lobe. “You can have me, in any position, for as many times as you want, but only if you agree to my terms.”
“Fine. You win.” He bunches my nightgown up around my waist and yanks my panties aside, then shoves his waistband down to free himself. “Now, negotiate your pretty pussy onto my dick before I lose my fucking mind.”
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HENRY
Mood music: “Power Over Me” by Dermot Kennedy
This must bewhat heaven feels like.
I close my eyes as Rowan eases down onto me. Her breath catches, and she clings to my shoulders. I groan into her neck, kissing and sucking every inch of skin I can reach. Raw from everything that happened tonight, I can’t get her close enough.
Moaning, she takes all of me in, but I need more. Desperation floods my veins. In less than forty-eight hours, Rowan has woven herself into my soul. I need to be just as deep inside her.
I clutch her hips, thrusting my cock to meet her downward strokes. But it’s still not enough.
“Henry, you feel so good.” She digs her nails into my back and lifts her head, exposing more of her throat to me.
I kiss her neck and shoulders. Her collarbone. Her jawline. Then I palm the back of her head and pull her lips to mine. Fusing our mouths together, I kiss her with everything I’ve got. With everything I am. I don’t know where this is headed, but I never want it to stop.
Rowan runs her fingers through my hair, the gentle touch at odds with the passion in her kiss. I’ve never felt this wanted. This secure. With her I’m not just damaged goods. I’m intact.
We both groan when she circles her hips. Her movement becomes faster and more erratic, drawing me closer to the edge. I’m not sure how much longer I’ll last, so I reach between us to rub her clit. Her inner muscles squeeze me, and she’s so fucking hot and wet, I’m ready to lose it.
“I’m so close,” she whimpers, bouncing on my cock.
“Me too, baby.” I increase the pressure, massaging her in circles. “Let go for me.”
Moaning, she clenches around me and digs her nails into my scalp. “Oh, fuck. I’m coming.Henry.”
The way she wails my name sends me over the edge. I slam my hips upward, again and again, until I fucking explode. The guttural groan that comes from me sounds more animal than man. That’s what I am with her—feral. Hungry. Alive. A beast who wants to claim her as mine andonlymine. The orgasm rockets through me in pulsing waves. I spill my soul into her as the realization that sheismine settles in my bones. Finally spent, I collapse against her.
“Wow. That was intense,” she says on a gasp.
“Did I hurt you?” I mumble into her neck.
