Nia’s Pov
Rowan's hands clenched at his sides, knuckles white, but I could see the cracks forming, his restraint fraying like a thread about to snap. I hummed around him, the vibration drawing a guttural groan from deep in his throat, and I picked up the pace just a fraction, sucking harder, my free hand cupping his balls, rolling them gently to push him right to that precipice. He was leaking steadily now, coating my tongue, and I swallowed around him, the contraction making his knees buckle slightly.
But he shattered faster than I expected. One second, I was in control, teasing him to the brink, the next, his fingers tangled roughly in my hair, yanking my head back with a sharp tug that forced my mouth off his c**k with a wet gasp. The sudden pull arched my neck, exposing my throat, an
