ELI’S POV.
I tried to pull away, but her hands stayed firm, her lips locked around me. “Peach?” Almost too late to fight her. “Don’t swallow.”
When I finally looked down, trying to catch my breath, I saw Rowanne. Kneeling before me with her cheeks flushed, her lips wet, and her eyes shining with something I couldn’t quite name.
She pulled back slightly, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath.
To my utter disbelief, she sucked her lower lip into her mouth, her tongue darting out to catch the remnants of me there and her expression turned into one of quiet defiance and satisfaction.
Something primal stirred in me, something that made my chest tighten and my pulse race.
“Peach, I said don't swallow,” I said, my voice rough with a warning.
Her lips curl into a slow, tea
