TESSA
I looked down at Rowan, his wrists bound together, the dark tie stark against his skin. A small click of the tongue escaped my lips as I observed him like this. He was too handsome even now.
I grabbed the polo from the floor and pulled it up to cover his face. The fabric smelled like him, which made my insides clench.
“What is this?” he asked, his voice muffled against the cloth.
“Don’t remove it,” I snapped. “Otherwise, I’ll stop.”
There was a second of silence before a soft exhale escaped his lips. After that, he stopped complaining.
Good.
My gaze drifted lower, settling on the impressive length between his legs. My fingers trembled slightly as I reached for him, my hand wrapping around the base of his c**k. I couldn’t help the gasp that hitched in my throat.
My fin
