Nia’s Pov
Rowan groaned into me, the sound muffled but sending vibrations straight through my core. He ate me out like a man starved, tongue delving deep one moment, then swirling around my entrance the next, cleaning every drop before diving back in.
My thighs trembled around his head, and I felt another orgasm building, sharper this time, fueled by the raw intensity of his mouth.
He pulled back just enough to murmur against my folds, “You taste so f*****g good. c*m for me again…drench my tongue.” Then he was back, sucking my clit relentlessly, fingers pumping in rhythm until I shattered.
The release hit me like a wave, my p***y pulsing around his digits as I squirted a little, soaking his chin. I screamed his name, body convulsing, lost in the bliss as he lapped it all up, not stop
