Total pages in book: 296
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
I pick it up and take a sip. “Do you feel guilty?”
She shrugs, lowering her eyes before meeting mine again. “Only about lying, not that we’re dating.”
That makes me smile. “Good. Because even with all the outside noise bullshit, I’ve never been happier.”
Rowan leans against the bar, placing her hand over mine. “Me too.”
I could stare into her gorgeous brown eyes for hours. “I wish I could kiss you right now…” I whisper.
The corner of her lips tilts up mischievously as she looks around the bar and checks to make sure everyone’s drinks are still full. “Come to the office in one minute.”
She tells Claire she’s going on a short break and then walks away. Luckily, she’s been too busy to notice how close the two of us have been all night. I’m completely under her radar when I follow Rowan to the back a moment later.
As soon as I shut the door, I pin her against the cool wood and bring my mouth to hers. I wrap my arms around her body and hoist her closer as she loops hers around my neck. She slides her legs around my waist, rocking against the hard-on I can’t contain.
“Fuck, baby,” I whisper. “You’re driving me wild.”
“Mmm…that sounds even sexier in person.”
“Yeah?” I slide my mouth against the softness of her neck
Rowan releases her thighs and lands on her feet. “We have at least fifteen minutes before Claire even notices I’m still gone.” She locks the door, then gives me a devilish look.
“What’re you up to?” I taunt, watching her and admiring how beautiful she looks. Some strands of her reddish brown hair have fallen loose from her half ponytail, and she tucks it behind her ear. Her jean shorts show off her long legs, and her band T-shirt hugs her in all the right places. Rowan’s curves are what my wet dreams are made of.
“Let me fix that problem for you,” she says confidently, tilting her head toward my groin. “You want to stand or sit?”
I blink. “What?”
She asks so casually as if we’re talking about the weather.
“I want to get on my knees for you.” She licks her plump lips.
My eyes widen in shock, certain she’s joking. “Here? Are you serious? Don’t fuck with me.”
She chuckles, then nods eagerly. “Yes and we’re gonna run out of time if you don’t tell me. So sitting or standing?”
“I-I, uh…” I’m tripping over my words like a teenage boy about to get head for the first time. “Baby, you don’t have to. Not here.”
She comes closer, moving her hands to my belt buckle. “Adam…” She says my name seductively, and I melt into a puddle. “Let me suck you off and send you home a happy man, okay?”
“Jesus fuck, Row.” My throat goes dry. She’s the only chick who’s ever managed to nearly put me into cardiac arrest. I must hesitate too long because she drops to her knees in front of me and torturously unzips my jeans.
The moment I feel her hand around my shaft, my eyes roll to the back of my head. I can hardly believe this is happening. I’ve fantasized about it a million times but never dreamed it’d be a reality.
Forcing my eyes open because I don’t want to miss a second of this, I look down and watch as she peeks up at me like a seductress eating her last meal. The moment her tongue glides from the bottom of my cock to the tip, I’m about to explode.
“Christ, baby.” I lean against the door and wrap my fist around her long hair. “This room soundproof?” I half-tease, though I really wish we could be loud without the entire bar hearing.
“No, so keep it down.” She smirks before wrapping her lips over the crown of my length and sucks hard.
Fuck. She nearly swallows me whole, and when she pulls me to the back of her throat, I’m five seconds from prematurely shooting my load. Though I don’t want to rush, we can’t take our time like I’d want to.
“Rowan, shit.” I cup the back of her head and help guide her mouth deeper and harder. She rotates and strokes her hand on the base of my cock as she continues sucking on the tip. Her hot mouth feels goddamn amazing, and when she blinks up at me again, my balls tighten, and I know I’m close.
Groaning, I watch as she pumps me faster, and then I quickly pull out and release in my palm. I stroke myself as she leans up, and I grab her chin, fusing our mouths together.
“You didn’t have to do that,” she says as we break apart. “I wanted to taste all of you.”
“Then I’ll have something to look forward to next time.” I flash her a wink, then help her to her feet with my free hand.