Take the Fall (Take the Fall, #1)(19)

“I want in, Rowan.” I grab a condom from my pocket. “I want in so deep.”

“Oh God,” she moans.

She slams her mouth against mine, ripping at the rest of my clothes. I help her, and for good measure, I pop the buttons off her jeans. She shimmies out of them, and then shoves my jeans down. A tug here, a rip there, and soon we’re both naked and breathing hard.

Rowan pushes me backward until my bare ass lands in the office chair. She straddles me, her firm little breasts pressing against my chest, while the soft and hot, wet part of her grinds down on my dick.

I grab her thighs, running my hands down to her knees and then back up again. Parting her with my thumbs, I tease her clit and slide a finger inside. Her * is tight, holding on to me so hard that my dick jumps in response. She leans against the desk, her head falling back as she cups one of her breasts.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” I growl, taking her nipple into my mouth. Her finger slips inside, stroking my tongue and her nipple at the same time. I swell up so big and hard that precum starts to leak out. “Need to be in you now.”

She lifts her head, her face beautiful with need. “I’m on top.”

“Rowan,” I begin, but she hushes me with a kiss so hot that I’m more than standing at attention for her. Before I know what’s happening, she’s taking the condom from me and rolling it over my dick.

She slides down with a moan and starts to rock slowly. Too damn slowly for my liking. “Feels so good.”

“It can feel better.” I grab her hips, thrusting up and going deep.

She cries out my name. “Seth!”

I growl, taking her hands and pulling them behind her back as I move inside of her. Her tits jut forward, and I dip my head to take a hard nipple into my mouth. She arches her back, a whimper filling the room. Then her hips begin to move in time with mine, her * squeezing me tight, and I have to come up for air.

With one hand keeping her arms in place, I use my free hand to pull her chin up, so she has to look at me.

“You know it’s me. This is us,” I say.

Her blue eyes are glazed with lust. “Yes.”

Letting go of her chin, I trail my fingers down her chest, stopping to flick at her nipples and then moving farther south until I find that swollen part of her. I rub her clit and make her squirm. Then she rises up on her feet slightly and slams down on me.

Hard and fast she rides me while I stroke her clit, while I make her moan…while I make her sigh my name.

“Oh, Seth.”

“Sweetest f*cking sound, baby,” I groan.

Another stroke of my thumb and rock of her hips, and we’re both there. I pour myself into her with hot spurts that leave me gasping.

I’m home. I’m finally where I belong.

Collapsing against me, Rowan rolls her hips one last time, and kisses me so damn sweetly that I want to f*cking cry.





Chapter 5





Rowan


What have I done?

Unable to look at Seth, I climb off his lap and start to search the room for my clothes.

“Talk to me,” he says, still sitting in the office chair.

I glance at him, at his hard body, at his abs and his powerful thighs. At everything that is so familiar, yet so different about him.

“This was a mistake,” I finally say.

Seth gets up, disposing of the condom and pulling on his jeans. Of course his aren’t missing the buttons. “Only if you believe the bullshit.”

“What happened between us was real, not bullshit.”

“Yeah, what happened between us was real, especially the stuff that happened before I went to jail,” he reminds me.

“Easy for you to say. You didn’t get thrown away like nothing,” I point out.

Mouth thinning, he turns away, giving me a glimpse of his back and the tattoo on it.

“When did you get inked?” I blurt out, staring at the quote in the middle of his upper back.

Engraved upon my heart, forgotten she never will be. Oh, my bonnie Rowan tree.

“First year in the Corps.”

I swallow as I pull on my panties. “And that quote?”

“My version of a line from the poem ‘The Rowan Tree.’?” He doesn’t bother to hide it. In fact, he doesn’t even turn around, just gazes at me over his shoulder. “See that scar, right beside the word heart? Bullet wound. Any closer and it would have f*cked up my spinal cord.”

A small noise leaves my throat. I take a deep breath and finish dressing. Tears cloud my eyes. I’m sore and wet and completely undone as his arms wrap around me.

“I know you’re confused, and I probably shouldn’t have pushed you like this, but I’m not going to regret it,” he says. One of his hands starts stroking my hair, like I’m a little girl in need of comforting.

“I don’t know what you want from me,” I finally say.

He leans back, his dark eyes searching my face. There’s so much tenderness there that I have to look away. “Baby, I want what you can give me.”

“What if I can’t give you anything?”

“You’ll give me everything,” he whispers. “Because you know I’m what you need.”

“Seth,” I begin, but he forestalls me with a slow, hot kiss. My mouth opens under his, and passion starts to swirl inside of me.