Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
When I looked down at him, there was so much desire in his eyes that I felt drunk on it. I began rocking my hips, watching my cock bob in and out of his shiny mouth. He used his tongue to swirl along the veins as his fingers squeezed my ass cheeks and teased my crack.
It was like all the bundles of nerves in my body converged into one place. I lost all sense of time and place, my vision blurring as the most intense orgasm locked my limbs, my back bowing.
“Unffff.” Ribbons of my seed jetted against the roof of his mouth. He swallowed my come with a groan resounding from deep in his chest.
Words wouldn’t even form on my lips as my pulse thumped in my ears and Rowan continued licking my softened cock. When he finally released me, I sank against him, then rolled to his side, trying to catch my breath as the stars dazzled above me. Holy fuck, I just had my first orgasm on a beach at the ocean. Totally epic.
Rowan sat up on his knees, his fingers fumbling with the zipper on his pants. He released his shaft from the tight confines, and it bounced against his abdomen, flushed at the tip. Such a pretty cock. Rowan’s hand wound around his length, and he stroked himself into oblivion.
I watched in wonder as he bent his head to the heavens, his lips moving in a silent prayer as his skin glistened in the moonlight. When his body stiffened, he positioned his knees to target the sand, coming with a guttural groan.
“Good aim,” I teased, my voice hoarse, and the sound of his joyful laugh was even better than what we’d just done.
Once we stuffed ourselves back into our clothes, mine sandier than his, he bent over me as a strange expression crossed his face. His kiss was gentle, careful, and I wondered what he was thinking. But I was afraid to break the spell we were under.
I tugged him down on top of me, and we kissed lazily for long minutes. Neither seemed willing to let the other go as our fingers feathered over skin and burrowed in hair, hanging on for dear life.
When he drew away to catch his breath, he stared into my eyes, and his lips parted as if he was about to confess something. Instead, he kissed me again, this time long and deep, and it felt overwhelming, like he wanted to swallow me whole.
Afterward, we lay side by side, watching the stars and quietly whispering about everything and nothing at all. It was one of the most magical nights of my life.
Rowan eventually shifted to a sitting position and pulled out his cell. “Probably need to head back.”
We shook the sand out of the blanket, then rolled it up before traipsing up the path to street level to meet our ride. Rowan held my hand the entire drive back up the canyon as a weightiness masked the intimacy between us.
We helped each other look more presentable before we exited the vehicle, not surprised to see people still out on the veranda, enjoying their drinks.
“Where have you two been?” Kendall asked with an arched brow.
“Oh, um…” I glanced briefly in his direction. “I convinced Rowan to take me to the beach.”
“He’s never seen the ocean,” Rowan quickly added, scarlet striping his cheeks.
“Good Lord, I didn’t even think of that,” Kendall replied. “I’m sorry.”
“No, don’t be. I’m glad we went. I’m no longer an ocean virgin.” I winced as soon as I said the words, and Rowan practically choked on a cough.
Could they see it in our eyes? What we’d been up to? Fuck.
“On that awkward note, I’m headed to bed,” Rowan said, bidding everyone a good night.
“Night,” I said. “And, um, thanks again.”
Christ, this was uncomfortable.
Glass of wine in hand, I sat on the edge of the pool and dipped my toes in, thinking about the weekend. I felt a sting of melancholy, which was so unlike me. I used to be able to hook up and walk away, but that all changed when I met Rowan Abernathy. I hated feeling like this, like I had an illness I couldn’t shake, my stomach all wobbly whenever I thought about him.
“You okay?” Kendall asked me.
“Yeah, just tired. I’m gonna head to bed.”
I lingered in the hall near his door, cursing at myself for even considering it. But it would only hurt worse, so I took my butt to bed.
19
Outside of work, I spent the following week catching up on schoolwork and city life, which felt starkly different from Los Angeles for various reasons, including the weather and the general laid-back vibe. Honestly, it felt good to be back, it felt like home, and that was only reinforced by Casey taking me to his show tonight. Now that the production had gone off without a hitch, Casey would move on to the next set design, which he already had lined up.