Emma's pleasure was immense; this time she wasn’t drunk and relived all the pleasure, and their skin merged as one.
She let Rowan take her from the entrance of the house to the couch; their naked skins slapped against each other, and her s*x ached for more from him.
They changed positions until they ended up inside his room, giving each other the last climax of the night before Emma fell on him, her body limp and weak from rising. Rowan kissed her, watching her as her breath calmed and watching her until she slept.
"God, Emma, only you can be this crazy for you, and I want you so much. I love you, and I hope you can fully trust and forgive me soon,” he mutters, watching her chest rise and fall as she sleeps and until his eyes become drowsy and he falls asleep.
They slept for many hours
