*Mature Content*

Something inside him darkened at those words. Under normal circumstances, Rowan would have wanted to take his time with her completely, to make sure every moment was about her and nothing else. But time was the one thing they no longer had.

So instead he kissed her again gently while Rosalind melted into him willingly.

Her warmth surrounded him entirely, her softness, her scent, the quiet sounds she made whenever he touched her. His hands slid down her slender waist, leaving heat behind wherever they touched, and Rosalind arched instinctively into him.

Then his palms found her breasts. The softness of them filled his hands perfectly, and Rowan’s expression darkened slightly as his fingers moved over her. He squeezed gently, drawing a muffled moan from her lips before his thumb brushed teasingly over the sensitive peak beneath his hand.

Rosalind trembled beneath him instantly.

He broke the kiss slowly before trailing his mouth down her collarbone, and Rosalind licked softly at her lips, her breathing already uneven as her heart pounded wildly against her chest. Every place his lips touched seemed to burn beneath him. He kissed the centre of her chest before lowering his mouth to one of her breasts, and the sudden warmth of his lips there made her toes curl against the sheets.

Her fingers tightened helplessly in the bed when he took one of the hardened peaks into his mouth.

A breathless moan escaped her immediately. "Hmm..."

Her back arched instinctively toward him while his free hand moved to her other breast, kneading and teasing it slowly like he wanted to feel every reaction he pulled from her body. Heat spread through her body in waves while he continued sucking softly at her breast, his tongue circling slowly before his fingers pinched lightly at the other sensitive peak. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Her hand slid into his hair, her fingers threading gently through it as she bit down against her lower lip, trying and failing to hold back the sounds leaving her.

"Oh, Rowan," she moaned again, softer this time, when he switched to her other breast, leaving cool air brushing against the skin he had just abandoned.

The contrast made her shiver.

Her breathing turned heavier as his hand wandered lower, caressing slowly down her waist before settling against her thigh. Then she felt his palm slide over her backside before squeezing gently, and the unexpected sensation sent another wave of heat through her body.

His fingers pressed into her skin firmly as he pulled her closer beneath him, and Rosalind’s lips parted in surprise at how even that felt good.

He was taking his time with her.

Preparing her carefully, like he wanted her completely undone before anything else happened.

Rosalind’s entire body burned beneath his touch while his hands continued exploring her slowly, learning her all over again despite already knowing exactly where she was most sensitive. Then his mouth moved lower, kissing down the centre of her stomach while her breasts rose and fell unevenly with every breath.

Her stomach dipped when his tongue brushed teasingly around her navel.

Outside, rain hammered violently, causing everywhere to turn cold, yet beneath him Rosalind felt unbearably warm. Lightning flashed occasionally through the windows, illuminating him just enough for her to catch the look in his eyes as he watched her reactions while kissing lower.

Her toes curled against the bed.

Her breathing caught slightly when his hands spread her thighs apart again, and the moment his mouth finally reached the place aching most for him, her entire body tensed.

"Ahh..."

The sound broke from her lips sharply when his tongue brushed against her, slow at first before he deepened the touch, and her hips immediately lifted from the mattress at the sensation. One of his hands tightened against her thigh to steady her while he continued kissing and teasing her until Rosalind could barely think properly anymore.

Even though he had touched her like this before, this felt entirely different now.

Maybe because both of them knew this could be the last time.

And Rowan seemed determined to make her remember every second of it.

A shaky gasp escaped Rosalind when she suddenly felt one of his fingers slip inside her while his mouth continued moving against her, drawing more reactions from her body with every touch. Her fingers twisted tightly in the sheets beneath her as another finger followed, stretching her slowly while he kept his pace steady.

The room filled with the soft sounds of her breathing and broken moans while Rowan held her thighs firmly, keeping her close as he continued pleasuring her.

Rosalind felt dizzy from it.

Her vision blurred slightly while the pressure building inside her tightened harder and harder until she could barely stay still beneath him anymore. Her legs trembled around him as her hips arched helplessly upward, but Rowan never stopped, his pace remaining consistent until the tension finally snapped inside her completely.

Her entire body tightening at once before releasing.

Rosalind’s breath broke from her lips as she shook beneath him, her chest rising rapidly while wave after wave washed through her body, leaving her weak and breathless against the bed.

Only after he felt her relax did Rowan finally lift his head.

He leaned over her immediately, kissing her deeply before she could fully recover, and Rosalind tasted herself faintly on his tongue as he kissed her slow and thoroughly, almost like he wanted to leave his presence everywhere on her.

"Rowan..." she whispered once he pulled back slightly.

His forehead rested briefly against hers. "Hmm?"

"I don’t want only your fingers." Her voice came out softer now, filled with nervousness and want all at once. "I want you inside me."

His eyes searched hers carefully. "Are you sure you won’t regret this, Rosalind?" he asked quietly.

"I won’t," she answered immediately.

Rowan roughly exhaled, almost like she was destroying the last of his control piece by piece. "What am I supposed to do with you?" he murmured more to himself than to her.