CIARAThe sound of my moan filled Rowan’s room as his fingers and mouth worked me over. It hadn’t even been four minutes since we started; somehow, in that tiny sliver of time, he’d already stripped me completely, every inch of clothing gone like it was nothing.And now his mouth was at my breast, warm and relentless, while his fingers teased the sensitive folds between my legs, coaxing out a wetness I was helpless to hide.This man literally meant fucking business, and all I could do was let my hand tangled in his hair, desperate for something to hold onto when his teeth grazed my nipple.“Fuck, your voice alone can make me cum,” he murmured, and when our eyes met, I saw myself reflected there: dazed, hungry, lost to him.He pressed a kiss to my lips, slow and deliberate, then smiled like he was memorizing the way I looked when I was unraveling for him.“We’re only at the foreplay, but God, I love the look in your eyes whenever I touch you.”That pulled me back, just a little. I frown
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