"This is just a one-night stand," she said, her voice tinged with desperation, trying to convince herself as much as him.
Rowan chuckled softly, his breath warm against her skin. "Who said I want this for just one night?"
"Wh-what?" Amara stammered, taken aback by his words.
Rowan didn't answer with words but with action. He removed her clothes with deliberate care, his hands roaming her body with a possessive reverence. His lips followed the path his hands took, kissing her more deeply, more passionately. His hands softly held her breasts, rubbing them gently, eliciting a moan from Amara's lips.
He knelt before her, taking her hardened peaks into his mouth. The sensation sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but remember the first time Rowan had touched her. Back then, he
