Nia’s Pov
The pressure built relentlessly, a tidal wave cresting inside me as his fingers drove deeper into my p***y and butthole, twisting and thrusting in perfect sync.
My walls clenched around him, slick with my arousal and the coconut oil, every nerve ending screaming for release. I couldn't wrap my head around it, this dual f*****g with his hands alone was pushing me right to the edge, harder than anything I'd felt before.
How was this even possible? My mind spun, disbelief flooding me as the heat coiled tighter in my core, my clit pulsing wildly without a single touch.
Rowan must have sensed it, the way my breaths turned to desperate gasps, my hips bucking erratically against his palms. He didn't falter, didn't speed up or slow down, just kept that steady, unyielding rhythm, hi
